Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 12

           Emmacried,andhetriedtoconsoleher,adorninghisprotestationswithpuns.

           "Oh,"shewenton,"Iloveyou!IloveyousothatIcouldnotlivewithoutyou,doyousee?TherearetimeswhenIlongtoseeyouagain,whenIamtornbyalltheangeroflove.Iaskmyself,Whereishe?Perhapsheistalkingtootherwomen.Theysmileuponhim;heapproaches.Ohno;nooneelsepleasesyou.Therearesomemorebeautiful,butIloveyoubest.Iknowhowtolovebest.Iamyourservant,yourconcubine!Youaremyking,myidol!Youaregood,youarebeautiful,youareclever,youarestrong!"

           Hehadsooftenheardthesethingssaidthattheydidnotstrikehimasoriginal.Emmawaslikeallhismistresses;andthecharmofnovelty,graduallyfallingawaylikeagarment,laidbaretheeternalmonotonyofpassion,thathasalwaysthesameformsandthesamelanguage.Hedidnotdistinguish,thismanofsomuchexperience,thedifferenceofsentimentbeneaththesamenessofexpression.Becauselipslibertineandvenalhadmurmuredsuchwordstohim,hebelievedbutlittleinthecandourofhers;exaggeratedspeecheshidingmediocreaffectionsmustbediscounted;asifthefullnessofthesouldidnotsometimesoverflowintheemptiestmetaphors,sincenoonecanevergivetheexactmeasureofhisneeds,norofhisconceptions,norofhissorrows;andsincehumanspeechislikeacrackedtinkettle,onwhichwehammerouttunestomakebearsdancewhenwelongtomovethestars.

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