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Victor Hugo

1802 AD — 1885 AD

Hugo places a defence of beauty beside the loss of Jean Valjean’s name in prison. Read the bishop’s reply and the narrator’s account in their separate scenes of usefulness and human dignity.

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The catalogue identifies Victor Hugo with lifetime years 1802–1885 and names Isabel Florence Hapgood as translator of this English Les Misérables. Judith Boss and David Widger receive digital credits. The selected passages come from the opening volume, Fantine, and concern different figures. The catalogue HTML ISBN belongs to the electronic edition. The linked reading does not establish an original print publisher or independently authenticate every archive attribution to Hugo.

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When Madame Magloire proposes replacing flowers with useful vegetables, the bishop replies that the beautiful is useful too. That remark belongs to a conversation about his garden. The account of Jean Valjean’s arrival at Toulon, by contrast, is narrated: imprisonment replaces his name with a number after his separation from his family. The scenes connect dignity with both everyday choices and institutions. Neither should be treated as a direct autobiographical statement by Hugo or a universal description of prison procedure. The two selected extracts match the checked English text.

Checked related reading — Les Misérables ↗ Volume I, Fantine; Book I, A Just Man; Chapter VI, Who Guarded His House for Him; Volume I, Fantine; Book II, The Fall; Chapter VI, Jean Valjean

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Read the garden exchange through the bishop’s reply, then the account of Valjean’s separation and imprisonment. Notice the different voices: a character defending flowers and a narrator describing the effacement of a person’s name.

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05Undated
He was there alone with himself, collected, tranquil, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the serenity of the skies, moved in the darkness by the visible splendors of the constellations, and the invisible splendor of God, opening his soul to the thoughts which fall from the Unknown. In such moments, offering up his heart at the hour when the flowers of night inhale their perfume, lighted like a lamp in the center of the starry night, expanding his soul in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of creation, he could not himself perhaps have told what was passing in his own mind; he felt something depart from him, and something descend upon him, mysterious interchanges of the depths of the soul with the depths of the universe.
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07Undated
Does there exist an Infinity outside ourselves? Is that infinity One, immanent and permanent, necessarily having substance, since He is infinite and if He lacked matter He would be limited, necessarily possessing intelligence since He is infinite and, lacking intelligence, He would be in that sense finite. Does this Infinity inspire in us the idea of essense, while to ourselves we can only attribute the idea of existence? In order words, is He not the whole of which we are but the part?
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17Undated
Are you what is called a lucky man? Well, you are sad every day. Each day has its great grief or its little care. Yesterday you were trembling for the health of one who is dear to you, today you fear for your own; tomorrow it will be an anxiety about money, the next day the slanders of a calumniator, the day after the misfortune of a friend; then the weather, then something broken or lost, then a pleasure for which you are reproached by your conscience or your vertebral column; another time, the course of public affairs. Not to mention heartaches. And so on. One cloud is dissipated, another gathers. Hardly one day in a hundred of unbroken joy and sunshine. And you are of that small number who are lucky! As for other men, stagnant night is upon them.
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23Undated
From Les Miserables:All at once, in the midst of this profound calm, a fresh sound arose; a sound as celestial, divine, ineffable, ravishing, as the other had been horrible. It was a hymn which issued from the gloom, a dazzling burst of prayer and harmony in the obscure and alarming silence of the night; women's voices, but voices composed at one and the same time of the pure accents of virgins and the innocent accent of children, -- voices which are not of the earth, and which resemble those that the newborn infant still hears, and which the dying man hears already. This song proceeded from the gloomy edifice which towered above the garden. At the moment when the hubbub of demons retreated, one would have said that a choir of angels was approaching through the gloom.Cosette and Jean Valjean fell on their knees.They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of them, the man and the child, the penitent and the innocent, felt that they must kneel.These voices had this strange characteristic, that they did not prevent the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in an uninhabited house. While these voices were singing, Jean Valjean thought of nothing. He no longer beheld the night; he beheld a blue sky. It seemed to him that he felt those wings which we all have within us, unfolding.The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could not have told. Hours of ecstasy are never more than a moment.
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Les Misérables

Victor Hugo

Free edition · US public domain

English electronic edition; Project Gutenberg eBook 135; Isabel Florence Hapgood translation; underlying print publisher unspecified; catalogue HTML ISBN

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