第23章
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  Attheconclusionofhispoem,Jasminthrewhiswreathofflowerstotheyounglady,andinaninstantshewascoveredwithflowersbytheaudience。Mdlle。Roaldeswasdeeplymoved。

  Shehadfacedapublicaudienceforthefirsttime;shehadbeenreceivedwithapplause,andfromthatmomentshefeltconfidenceinherperformancesaswellasinherlabouroflove。

  Thepoet,withthesingerandharpist,madeatourinthesouthernprovinces,andthetwomuses,poetryandmusic,wentfromtowntotown,enliveningandenlighteningtheway。

  Everyheartpraisedthepoetforgivinghisservicestohisyoungandbeautifulfriend。Theyapplaudedalsothelovelywomanwhomadeherharp-chordsvibratewithherminstrel’smusic。

  ThepairwenttoMontauban,Albi,Toulouse,andNimes;

  theywerewelcomedatAvignon,thecityofPetrarchandthePopes。Marseillesforgotforatimeherharbourandherships,andlistenedwithrapturetothemusicianandthepoet。

  AtMarseillesJasminfelthimselfquiteathome。Intheintervalsbetweentheconcertsandrecitals,hemademanynewfriends,aswellasvisitedmanyoldones。Hisgayandgenialhumour,hislivelysallies,hisbrilliantrecitals,broughthimfriendsfromeverycircle。M。Merv,inapoliticaleffusion,welcomedtheGasconpoet。Hewasinvitedtoafeteofl’Athenee-OuviertheWorkman’sAthenaeum;afterseveralspeeches,Jasminroseandresponded:”Iamproud,”hesaid,”offindingmyselfamongthemembersofthissociety,andofbeingwelcomedbymenwhoaredoublymybrethren——bythelabourofthehandsandbythelabourofthehead。Youhavemovedmeandastonishedme,andIhaveincurredtol’Athenee-Ouvierapoeticaldebtwhichmymusecanonlyrepaywiththemosttenderrecollections。”

  ManypleasantletterspassedbetweenJasminandMdlle。deRoaldes。Theladyentertainedtheliveliestgratitudetothepoet,whohadhelpedhersonoblyinhermisfortunes。OnthemorningafterherfirstsuccessfulappearanceatAgen,sheaddressedtohimaletterfullofpraiseandthankfulness。Sheendeditthus:”Mostamiablepoet,Iadoreyourheart,andIdohomagetoyourgenius。”Inafuturelettersheconfessedthattheraysofthesunwerenotlesswelcomethantheraysofhisgenius,andthathermusicwouldhavebeencomparativelyworthlessbutforhispoetry。

  Towardstheendoftheirjointentertainmentsheagainwrotetohim:”Youhavebecome,mydearpoet,myshowerofgold,myheaven-sentmanna,whileyoucontinueyourdevotiontomypersonalinterests……Asapoet,Igiveyoualltheglory;

  asafriend,Ioweyoutheaffectionofmyfilialheart,thehopesofabettertime,andtheconsolationofmyfuturedays……

  Letitberememberedthatthisgooddeedonyourpartisduetoyourheartandwill。Mayitprotectyouduringyourlife,andmakeyoublestinthelifewhichistocome!”

  WhileatNimes,thetwopoet-artisansmet——ReboulthebakerandJasminthebarber。Reboul,whoattendedthemusic-recitation,wentuptoJasminandcordiallyembracedhim,amidsttheenthusiasticcheersofthreethousandpeople。

  JasminafterwardsvisitedReboulathisbakery,wheretheyhadapleasantinterviewwithrespecttothepatoisofProvenceandGascony。AtthesametimeitmustbeobservedthatRebouldidnotwriteinpatois,butinclassicalFrench。

  ReboulhadpublishedavolumeofpoemswhichattractedthenoticeandpraiseofLamartineandAlexandreDumas。PerhapsthefinestpoeminthevolumeisentitledTheAngelandChild。

  Reboulhadlosthiswifeandchild;hesorrowedgreatlyattheirdeath,andthispoemwastheresult。Theideaissimpleandbeautiful。Anangel,noticingalovelychildinitscradle,anddeemingittoopureforearth,bearsitsspiritawaytoHeaven。ThepoemhasbeenadmirablytranslatedbyLongfellow。

  Dumas,in’PicturesofTravelintheSouthofFrance,’relatesaninterviewwiththebaker-poetofNimes。”Whatmadeyouapoet?”askedDumas。”Itwassorrow,”repliedReboul——”thelossofabelovedwifeandchild。Iwasingreatgrief;Isoughtsolitude,and,findingnoonewhocouldunderstandme,pouredforthmygrieftotheAlmighty。””Yes,”saidDumas,”Inowcomprehendyourfeelings。Itisthusthattruepoetsbecomeillustrious。Howmanymenoftalentonlywantagreatmisfortunetobecomemenofgenius!Youhavetoldmeinawordthesecretofyourlife;Iknowitnowaswellasyoudo。”AndyetJasmin,thecontemporaryofReboul,hadwrittenallhispoetrywithoutasorrow,andamidstpraiseandjoyfulness。

  Chateaubriand,whenintheSouthofFrance,calleduponReboul。

  Thebakermethimatthedoor。”AreyouM。Reboul?”inquiredtheauthorof’TheMartyrs。’”Which,sir——thebakerorthepoet?””Thepoet,ofcourse。””Thenthepoetcannotbeseenuntilmid-day。Atpresentthebakerisworkingattheoven。”

  Chateaubriandaccordinglyretired,butreturnedatthetimeappointed,andhadalongandinterestingconversationwithReboul。

  WhileatMontpellierJasminreceivedtwolettersfromMadameLafarge,theninprison。Thecircumstancesconnectedwithhercaseweremuchdiscussedinthejournalsofthetime。ShehadmarriedatseventeenaM。Lafarge,andfoundafterhermarriagethathehaddeceivedherastohisproperty。Ill-feelingarosebetweentheunhappypair,andeventuallyshewastriedforpoisoningherhusband。Shewascondemnedwithextenuatingcircumstances,andimprisonedatMontpellierin1839。

  Shedeclaredthatshewasinnocentofthecrimeimputedtoher,andJasmin’sfaithinthevirtueofwomanhoodledhimtobelieveher。

  HerletterstoJasminweretouching。”Manypens,”shesaid,”havecelebratedyourgenius;letminetouchyourheart!Oh,yes,sir,youaregood,noble,andgenerous!Ipreserveeverywordofyoursasadearconsolation;

  Iguardeachofyourpromisesasaholyhope。VoltairehassavedCalas。Singforme,sir,andIwillblessyourmemorytothedayofmydeath。Iaminnocent!……ForeightlongyearsIhavesuffered;andIamstillsufferingfromthestainuponmyhonour。

  Igrieveforasightofthesun,butIstilllovelife。Singforme。”

  SheagainwrotetoJasmin,endeavouringtoexcitehisinterestbyherappreciationofhispoems。”Thespiritofyourwork,”shesaid,”vibratesthroughmeineveryform。WhatapearlofeulogyisMaltro!WhatagreatworkisL’Abuglo!Inthefirstofthesepoemsyoureachthesublimeoflovewithouttouchingasinglechordofpassion。Whatpurity,andatthesametimewhateaseandtenderness!Itisnotonlythefeveroftheheart;itislifeitself,itsreligion,itsvirtue。Thispoorlnnuocentodoesnotlivetolove;shelovestolive……Herlovediffusesitselflikeaperfume——likethescentofaflower……InwritingMaltroyourmusebecomesvirginandChristian;andtodictateL’Abugloisacrownofflowers,violetsmingledwithroses,likeTibullus,Anacreon,andHorace。”

  Andagain:”Poet,behappy;singinthelanguageofyourmother,ofyourinfancy,ofyourloves,yoursorrows。TheGasconsongs,revivedbyyou,canneverbeforgotten。Poet,behappy!Thelanguagewhichyoulove,Francewilllearntoadmireandread,andyourbrother-poetswilllearntoimitateyou……Spiritspeakstospirit;geniusspeakstotheheart。Sing,poet,sing!

  Envyjeersinvain;yourMuseisFrench;betterstill,itisChristian,andthelaurelattheendofyourcoursehastwocrowns——onefortheforeheadofthepoetandtheotherfortheheartoftheman。Grandactionsbringglory;gooddeedsbringhappiness。”

  AlthoughJasminwroteaninterestinglettertoMadameLafarge,hedidnotventuretosingorreciteforherrelieffromprison。

  Shediedbeforehim,in1852。

  FootnotesforChapterXIV。

  [1]WeadoptthetranslationofMissCostello。

  CHAPTERXV。

  JASMIN’SVINEYARD——’MARTHATHEINNOCENT。’

  Agen,withitsnarrowandcrookedstreets,isnotaltogetherapleasanttown,excepting,perhaps,thebeautifulpromenadeoftheGravier,whereJasminlived。YettheneighbourhoodofAgenisexceedinglypicturesque,especiallythewoodedcragsoftheHermitageandtheprettyvillasneartheconventoftheCarmelites。FromtheseloftysitesasplendidviewoftheneighbouringcountryistobeseenalongthewindingsoftheGaronne,andfaroff,towardsthesouth,tothesnowypeaksofthePyrenees。

  DownbeneaththeHermitageandthecragsaroadwindsupthevalleytowardsVerona,oncethehomeofthefamousScaligers。[1]

  NearthisplaceJasminboughtalittlevineyard,andestablishedhisTivoli。Inthisprettyspothismusefoundpureair,liberty,andprivacy。Hecalledtheplace——likehisvolumeofpoems——his”Papillote,”his”Curlpaper。”Here,fornearlythirtyyears,hespentsomeofhispleasantesthours,inexercise,inreflection,andincomposition。Incommemorationofhisoccupationofthesite,hecomposedhisMaBigno——’MyVineyard’——oneofthemostsimpleandgracefulofhispoems。

  JasmindedicatedMaBignotoMadameLouisVeill,ofParis。

  HetoldherofhispurchaseofPapillote,apieceofgroundwhichhehadlongdesiredtohave,andwhichhehadnowbeenabletobuywiththemoneygainedbythesaleofhispoems。

  Heproceedstodescribetheplace:”Inthistinylittlevineyard,”hesays,”myonlychamberisagrotto。Ninecherrytrees:suchismywood!Ihavesixrowsofvines,betweenwhichIwalkandmeditate。Thepeachesaremine;

  thehazelnutsaremine!Ihavetwoelms,andtwofountains。

  Iamindeedrich!Youmaylaugh,perhaps,atmyhappiness。

  ButIwishyoutoknowthatIlovetheearthandthesky。

  Itisalivingpicture,sparklinginthesunshine。Come,”

  hesaid,”andpluckmypeachesfromthebranches;putthembetweenyourlovelyteeth,whiterthanthesnow。Pressthem:

  fromtheskintothealmondtheymeltinthemouth——itishoney!”

  Henextdescribeswhatheseesandhearsfromhisgrotto:

  thebeautifulflowers,thefruitglowinginthesun,thelusciouspeaches,thenotesofthewoodlark,thezug-zugofthenightingale,thesuperbbeautyoftheheavens。”Theyallsinglove,andloveisalwaysnew。”

  HecomparesParis,withitsgrandladiesanditsgrandopera,withhisvineyardandhisnightingales。”Paris,”hesays,”hasfineflowersandlawns,butsheistoomuchofthegrandedame。

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