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Holy crap, his caligraphy is NUTS! Thanks for sharing!!

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Hehe...I can't read anyone's handwriting from that time!

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LMAO! I can! :D because I have REALLY shitty handwritting so I'm use to dephiring the impossible XD! If you want me to translate anything I'd be willing! ~~Marat also writes in typical doctor manner~~

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Oh, cool! Can you make out what S-J's letter to Desmoulins says? I was able to pick out the word gloire and his signature, but that's it.

~~Docteur Marat! I had a feeling he would write that way. All doctors do...~~

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I would just like to point out that he has dreadful spelling

Adieu , mon cher Desmoulins, (.....)

(...) soir, de moi chez vers(?) moi. deux derniers jours,
plusieur d'excellence chose fut publier et m'énerve de toi et fournit encore au (...)
adieux encore, gloire, (..)

Adieu, my dear Desmoulins (...)

(this passage is nuts, so bear with me, this is what I thought I could make out because his writting is crazy)
Last (I'm assuming that's what that symbol means) night(..) from me to me (?)
Last two days, many excellent things have been published (..) and annoy me of you (..) and deliver again to (name of something - I can't make that out)

Adieu again, gloire (..) I can't really make out the last part because he wrote on top of his own letter , but I'm assuming from what I can tell that he's saying someting like ''good luck, you'll need it'' kinda thing, I can't make out exact words, but the mood tell me such

I hope this helps!

~~The difference is, his is slightly more redable!~~

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Awesome, Thanks!

[Norman Hampson's book Saint-Just said something about his bad spelling and wierd capitalization.]

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:D

(LMAO! I believe it!)

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Ainsi que = more or less "thus". So it could be translated as: "Thus is how you punish the traitors". Or "This is how you punish the traitors". Wtf though, I can't even tell who is who... Wait a moment: it's fucking written on their foreheads. FOR REASON'S SAKE, THANK YOU FOR YOUR GRAND WISDOM OF IDENTIFICATION, THERMIDORIANS. *HEADDESKS-DESKS-DESKS-CHOPS-BLEEDS* (But what's E R B P?) However, I will now try to erase this caricature from my memory forever and do as if it didn't exist -- I could have lived quite well without it.

Otherwise, I really do love the picspam. I like Saint-Just's writing -- and oh, his signature! And oh, Le Bas! I hadn't seen Le Bas' writing yet. And the plan is cool and helpful. :D

The only thing I have featuring castrating!Robespierre are the ravings of an art historian, which I posted about a few weeks ago on my LJ (http://maelicia.livejournal.com/313258.html).

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The only thing I have featuring castrating!Robespierre are the ravings of an art historian, which I posted about a few weeks ago on my LJ.

Oh fucking hell! I got second hand crack high by reading that. What. The. Fuck. I can't think anymore, but yeah, there're more pics of people's writing and such, which I'll finish scanning later. Oh god, historians cracktastical academic faux learn-id writing = "maybe if I write like this, people won't notice that I have no fucking clue myself what I'm talking about" *cackling evil laughter*.

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Oh, yes. I've noticed that style. I adore it. They always use it whenever they have nothing to say.

My favouritest part is the 5pm of dewm and the eunuch clone army. :D

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It's an academic epidemic. They should be put on public service announcements. "Hey kids, this is what happens when you use crack. You become a pendantic blowhard who thinks {insert dead person of your choice here} is the source of all supreme evil."

My icon's font likes your icon's font.

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Yes, they should. Same thing for Saint-Just and his flying donkeys. XD

Awww, so cute. Icon!wuv. ♥

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Whhhhoaaaaa....

Flying donkeys? I've never heard anything about the flying donkeys.

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This beautiful concept is from Organt.

Summary:

Saint-Just explains how (in rhymes) the doctors (of the Church -- he doesn't specify, but it'd be logical) when they die, their souls morph into donkeys. They bray in Latin and fly. Antoine Organt -- obviously Saint-Just's Gary Stu -- meets one of those, and randomly and crazily decides to jump on the back of the flying donkey and to fly away with it.

Et tout à coup la fenêtre s'ouvrit ;
Du haut des Cieux, un âne descendit.
Mes chroniqueurs étaient gens bien profanes
D'aller nicher en paradis des ânes
Voici comment certains commentateurs
Ont expliqué cet indévot passage :
"Apparemment quand l'âme des docteurs
A dépouillé les terrestres honneurs,
Pour s'envoler au céleste héritage,
L'âne paraît, et reste à découvert."

However, ~~Saint-Just's~~ Organt's guardian angel doesn't like this and tells Organt to stop. Organt tells the angel to go fuck himself elsewhere, and that he wants to be damned and to be roasted in hell with famous people and the beauties of the world -- he even tries to stab the angel with a knife, and succeeds at chopping off the angel's ear and a part of his halo.

ANGE GUARDIEN: "Ô mon cher pupille,
En bonne foi, perdez-vous la raison ?"

ORGANT: "Je veux pécher, moi, rien ne m'en empêche ;
Et que vous fait, ventrebleu, que je pèche ?
Je veux rôtir avec ces gens fameux,
Dignes peut-être, et plus que vous, des Cieux ;
Tant de Beautés célèbres dans le monde,
Et que dévore, hélas ! le gouffre immonde !
Ainsi partez, Monsieur le Prédicant,
Et laissez-moi pécher tranquillement."

ANGE GUARDIEN: "Quoi ! Mon filleul, vous voulez vous damner ?"

ORGANT: "Oui, je le veux."

Sans autre parole,
Il vole à lui, le coutelas au poing,
Et d'un grand coup lui fait voler bien loin
Et son oreille, et morceau d'auréole.
Il le poursuit, l'Ange fuit dans les Cieux,
Remplissant l'air de ses cris furieux ;
Et le prevers disait d'un ton profane :
"Trouve mauvais désormais qu'on se damne !"

~~Fuck, I love that man so very much. ♥ ♥ ♥~~

Then, Organt continues harrassing the holy donkey. That's when the donkey brings him to: ASINOMAÏE, the country of holy flying donkeys, who have a government, laws, magistrates, parlements, universities of flying donkeys, all of that pretty crap, you know -- and assuredly a rotten system based on the Ancien Régime. And since we could have guessed this too, in that beautiful donkey country, everything is reversed, so the men take the place of the donkeys:

Dans ce pays, les ânes, pour les hommes,
Sont ce qu'ici pour les ânes nous sommes.

He also meets the muses Melpomene and Thalie, disguised as donkeys, and somehow, one girl he doesn't name (the name is censored in the manner of that sort of satyrical pr0n poetry: "R.....") imitates the Trinity with three asses -- I don't know how, but the rhymes are funny:

Parodia la Trinité divine,
Avec trois culs l'un par l'autre pressés,
Et se heurtant, unis et divisés.

So, a few chants later, Organt continues flying on his donkey, and then he meets a pretty nymph chick who appears in the sky. He jumps off the donkey to get her, but naturally he falls down and he's in the middle of the sky... but his guardian angel saves him.

So yeah. That sort of concludes the flying donkey saga. But there are plenty of donkeys in that poem. There's a guy morphing into a donkey and doing his girlfriend even if he's a donkey, there's a girl fancying on her donkey... etc. ~~Did I say I loved that man?~~

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Oh, awesome! I actually hadn't seen three of those pictures before... (Which is pretty rare for me, when if comes to Maxime XD)

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(Which is pretty rare for me, when if comes to Maxime XD)

I know there's more out there. I just have to find them...all.

The pics are from Fleischmann's Robespierre et les femmes exept for the postcard and the Buffys, obviously. I've got the french softcover version and the english version, which only has a few plates.

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That's interesting, because I have that book... I must have a different edition.

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Do you have the hardcover version? Mine is the softcover with unfortunately no date. There are some plates, but most of the pictures are printed directly on the paper next to the text. The title page says:

Hector Fleischmann

Robespierre et les Femmes

D'apres des documents nouveaux et des pieces indedites,
avec 135 illustrations,
gravures, portraits, autographes, caricatures.

Paris
Albin Michel, Editeur
22, Rue Huyghens, 22

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The version I have has very few illustrations, curiously enough...

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The english version has just a few plates. Some bastard cut a plate out of my copy beforehand, so I just bought the French version to try to get it back...

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Hm, mine is in French, though...

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...I can't stop laughing when I look at the little letters inscribed between Saint-Just's enormous and ever so sinister widow's peak. Well, somebody's awfully grumpy..

Also, Robespierre's handwriting is insanely nice-looking. And I wish I could read the Saint-Just letter.

Thank you. :D

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