Name: The Trampling of the Lilies (en Inglés)
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Author: Sabatini, Rafael
ISBN: 9781517616595

portada The Trampling of the Lilies (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Rafael Sabatini

Editorial

Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

302

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9 x 15.2 x 1.6 cm

Peso

0.40 kg.

ISBN13

9781517616595

Categorías

Antologías

The Trampling of the Lilies (en Inglés)

Rafael Sabatini (Autor) · Createspace Independent Publishing Platform · Tapa Blanda

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Reseña del libro "The Trampling of the Lilies (en Inglés)"

It was spring at Bellecour-the spring of 1789, a short three months before the fall of the Bastille came to give the nobles pause, and make them realise that these new philosophies, which so long they have derided, were by no means the idle vapours they had deemed them.By the brook, plashing its glittering course through the park of Bellecour, wandered La Boulaye, his long, lean, figure clad with a sombreness that was out of harmony in that sunlit, vernal landscape. But the sad-hued coat belied that morning a heart that sang within his breast as joyously as any linnet of the woods through which he strayed. That he was garbed in black was but the outward indication of his clerkly office, for he was secretary to the most noble the Marquis de Fresnoy de Bellecour, and so clothed in the livery of the ink by which he lived. His face was pale and lean and thoughtful, but within his great, intelligent eyes there shone a light of new-born happiness. Under his arm he carried a volume of the new philosophies which Rousseau had lately given to the world, and which was contributing so vastly to the mighty change that was impending. But within his soul there dwelt in that hour no such musty subject as the metaphysical dreams of old Rousseau. His mood inclined little to the "Discourses upon the Origin of Inequality" which his elbow hugged to his side.