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>> Brie Carlisle: Values today well be

continuing.

les miserable by Victor Hugo

chapter four Tholamius is so merry

that he sings a spanish ditty.

That day was composed of dawn

from one end to the other. All

nature seemed to be having a holiday and to be

laughing. The flowerbeds of St. Cloud

perfumed the air. The breath of the sign rustled

the leaves vaguely, the branches

gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged

the jasmines. A whole bohemia of

butterflies swooped down upon the yarrow, the

clover, and the sterile oats. In the August

park of the king of France there was a pack of

vagabonds. The birds,

the four merry couples mingled with the sun,

the fields, the flowers, the trees were

resplendent, and in this community of

paradise, talking,

singing, running, dancing, chasing

butterflies, plucking convoluloses,

wetting their pink openwork stockings in the tall

grass, fresh, wild, without

malice, all received to some

extent the kisses of all. With the exception of

Fantine, who was hedged about with that vague

resistance of hers composed of dreaminess and

wildness, and who was in love.

You always have a queer look about you, said favorite to her,

such things are joys. These

passages of happy couples are a profound appeal to

life and nature, and make a caress and light

spring forth from everything. There was once

a fairy who created the fields and forest

expressly for those in love, and that eternal

hedge school of lovers which is forever beginning anew,

and which will last as long as there are hedges and

scholars. Hence the popularity of

spring among thinkers. The patrician

and the knife grinder, the duke and the

peer, the limb of the law, the

courtiers and town people, as they used to say

in olden times, all are subjects of

this fairy. They laugh and hunt,

and there is in the air the brilliance of an

apothesis. What a transfiguration

affected by love. Notaries, clerks, are

gods. And the little cries,

the pursuits through the grass, the waists

embraced on the fly, those jargons which are melodies,

those adorations which burst forth in the manner of

pronouncing a syllable, those cherries

torn from one mouth by another. All

this blazes forth and takes its place among the

celestial glories. Beautiful women

waste themselves sweetly they think that this will

never come to an end. Philosophers,

poets, painters observe these ecstasies and

know not what to make of it. So greatly are they

dazzled by it. The departure for

Caithara exclaims Watteau

Lancret, the painter of plebeians, contemplates

his bourgeois, who have flitted away in the azure

sky. Diderot stretches out his arms to all

these lovely idols, and earth mingles

druids with them. after breakfast, the four couples went to

what was then called the Kings.

>> Brie Carlisle: Square to see a newly arrived plant.

>> Brie Carlisle: From India, whose name escapes our memory at

this moment, and which at that epoch was

attracting all Paris to St. Cloud.

It was an odd and charming shrub with a long

stem, whose numerous branches,

bristling and leafless and as fine as

threads, were covered with a million tiny white

rosettes. This gave the shrub the air

of a head of hair studded with flowers.

There was always an admiring crowd about it.

After viewing the shrub, Tholamis exclaimed, I

offer you asses. And having agreed upon

a price with the owner of the asses, they returned by

way of vanvres and Issy. At, Issy,

an incident occurred. A truly

national park at that time, owned by Burgin the

contractor, happened to be wide

open. They passed the gates,

visited the mannequin anchoret in his grotto

tried the mysterious little effects of the famous cabinet of

mirrors, the wanton trap worthy of a

satyr becoming a millionaire, or of tookeret

metamorphosed into priapus. They

had stoutly shaken the swing attached to the two chestnut

trees celebrated by the abbe de Bernice

as he swung at these beauties

one after the other, producing folds in

the fluttering scorch which Greuze would have found to his

taste. Amid, peals of laughter, the

tullocyntholomeys, who was somewhat of a

spaniard, tullos, being the cousin of

Tullosa, sang to a melancholy chant,

the old ballad galaga, probably

inspired by some lovely maid dashing in full flight upon a

rope between two trees. Soy deid

balajos mormiama

todomiyama es enmi

ojos porque insanyas

atoas pianas barajoz is my

home and love is my name

to my eyes inflame all my

soul doth come for instruction

meet I receive at thy feet

fantine alone refuse to swing.

I don't like to have people put on airs like that,

muttered favorite with a good deal of acrimony.

After leaving the asses, there was a fresh delight.

They crossed the sign in a boat, and proceeding from

passy on foot, they reached the barrier of

Litol. They had been up since 05:00 that

morning, as the reader will remember. B

bah Theres no such thing as fatigue on Sunday, said

favorite. On Sunday, fatigue does not

work. About 03:00 the four

couples, frightened at their happiness, were sliding down the

russian mountains, a singular edifice

which then occupied the heights of Bhujon, and

whose undulating line was visible above the trees of

the champs. From time to time,

favorite exclaimed. And the surprise.

I claim the surprise.

Patience, replied tholamys.

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Take it chapter by chapter. One.