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Madame Bovary - Penn State University

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Flauberta single sentiment it does not condemn? The noblest instincts, this yellow carriage that Leon had so often come back to her,the purest sympathies are persecuted, slandered; and if at length and by this route down there that he had gone for ever. Shetwo poor souls do meet, all is so organised that they cannot fancied she saw him opposite at his windows; then all grewblend together. Yet they will make the attempt; they will flutter confused; clouds gathered; it seemed to her that she was againtheir wings; they will call upon each other. Oh! no matter. turning in the waltz under the light of the lustres on the armSooner or later, in six months, ten years, they will come together,will love; for fate has decreed it, and they are born one coming; and yet all the time she was conscious of the scent ofof the Viscount, and that Leon was not far away, that he wasfor the other.”Rodolphe’s head by her side. This sweetness of sensationHis arms were folded across his knees, and thus lifting his pierced through her old desires, and these, like grains of sandface towards Emma, close by her, he looked fixedly at her. under a gust of wind, eddied to and fro in the subtle breath ofShe noticed in his eyes small golden lines radiating from black the perfume which suffused her soul. She opened wide herpupils; she even smelt the perfume of the pomade that made nostrils several times to drink in the freshness of the ivy roundhis hair glossy.the capitals. She took off her gloves, she wiped her hands,Then a faintness came over her; she recalled the Viscount then fanned her face with her handkerchief, while athwart thewho had waltzed with her at Vaubyessard, and his beard exhaledlike this air an odour of vanilla and citron, and me-and the voice of the councillor intoning his phrases. He said—throbbing of her temples she heard the murmur of the crowdchanically she half-closed her eyes the better to breathe it in. ”Continue, persevere; listen neither to the suggestions of routine,nor to the over-hasty councils of a rash empiricism.But in making this movement, as she leant back in her chair,she saw in the distance, right on the line of the horizon, the Apply yourselves, above all, to the amelioration of the soil,old diligence, the “Hirondelle,” that was slowly descending to good manures, to the development of the equine, bovine,the hill of Leux, dragging after it a long trail of dust. It was in ovine, and porcine races. Let these shows be to you pacific127

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