The confessions of Rousseau. Abridged from the ed. of 1796

 
9781236143549: The confessions of Rousseau. Abridged from the ed. of 1796

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1857 Excerpt: ...another. What a devilish din! added a third. Poor Jean Jacques! in that cruel moment, little didst thon think that one day before the king of France and all his court, thy sounds would excite exclamations of wonder and applause, and that in the surrounding boxes thou shouldst hear the most amiable women whispering to each other, 'What charming sounds! What enchanting music! every note reaches the heart!' The minuet, however, presently put all the company in good humour; hardly was it begun, before I heard bursts of laughter from all parts, every one congratulating me on my pretty taste for music, declaring this minuet would make me spoken of, and that I merited the loudest praise. It is not necessary to describe my uneasiness, or to own how much I deserved it. Next day, one of the musicians, named Lntold, came to see me, and was kind enough not to congratulate me on my success. The profound conviction of my folly, shame, regret, and the state of despair to which I was reduced, with the impossibility of concealing the cruel agitation of my heart, made me open it to him; giving, therefore, a loose to my tears, not content with owning my ignorance, I told all, conjuring him to secrecy, which he promised, and kept his word, as every one will suppose. The same evening, all Lausanne knew who I was, bnt what is remarkable, no one seemed to know it, not even the good Perrotet, who (notwithstanding what had happened) continued to lodge and board me. I led a melancholy life here, the consequences of such an essay had not rendered Lausanne a very agreeable residence. Scholars did not present themselves in crowds, not a single female, and no person of the city. I had only two or three great dunces, as stupid as I was ignorant, who fatigued me to death, and in my hands ...

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