TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 2: For whom are these Serpents which hiss on your heads?.. (Andromache, furies of Orestes)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 11: ...Let him die! (The Horatii)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 11: ...Let him die! (The Horatii)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 8: ...Rodrigue are you courageous? (Le Cid.)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 13: Yes, it is Agamemnon, it is your King who wakes you!... (Iphigenia)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 3: Go and make the Greeks wonder at your fury;? / Go. I repudiate it and you horrify me!! (Andromaque)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 3: Go and make the Greeks wonder at your fury;? / Go. I repudiate it and you horrify me!! (Andromaque)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 9: Hidden far from this place, Madam, I will see you; Conceal your love in the depths of your soul! (Britannius.) [sic]

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 4: I leave more in love than I ever was (Berenice.) [sic]

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 6: Yes I come, into his temple, to adore the Eternal One. (Athalie)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 6: Yes I come, into his temple, to adore the Eternal One. (Athalie)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 1: I saw, my lord, I saw your unfortunate son / Dragged by the horses that his hand had fed... Phedre [sic], Théromène's narrative

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 1: I saw, my lord, I saw your unfortunate son / Dragged by the horses that his hand had fed... Phedre [sic], Théromène's narrative

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 15: My chariot, my javelins, all of that troubles me; I no longer remember Neptune's lessons. (Phèdre)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 10: Nutured in the Saraglio, I know all its winding roads! (Bajazet)

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 5: The day is no more pure than the depths of my heart

TRAGICO-CLASSICAL PHYSIOGNOMIES 12: I am young, it is true; but to souls of good birth / Valour does not wait for the number of years. (Le Cid)

Where are we going, where are we going?...We are walking on a volcano, the gulf of revolutions is open beneath our footsteps...the carriage of state has been halted by the flood of all these bad passions

Where are we going, where are we going?...We are walking on a volcano, the gulf of revolutions is open beneath our footsteps...the carriage of state has been halted by the flood of all these bad passions

MUSICAL SKETCHES 8: － Oh! sir what talent mademoiselle your daughter possesses... what talent, what talent! － In our family, we are all superlatively consituted for music... I myself, in my youth, was of first-rate skill on the clarinet

From your humble little squirts / Receive, on your birthday, / Two types of bouquet / For the opening of which prepare yourself. / They will please you, because the French people / Alone have met all the expenses

TRAGIC PHYSIOGNOMIES 4: HAMLET “Take this urn and swear to me upon it,...” “Your mother, my son, was no criminal...” “Dare you do it, I believe in you!...”

TRAGIC PHYSIOGNOMIES 3: ATHALIE “But I found no less than a horrible mingling “Of bone and flesh murdered and dragged throught the mire...!”

PASTORALS 49: Whe they make your hay, and you want to inspect your reapers too closely

Caricaturana 24: Cabs as stocks: It's not going well, my horse is failing, expenses consume me, I'm dying of hunger. －My poor Bertrand, how stupid you are! Exchange your turkey-hen for a thoroughbred, your old 1200 quid carriage for a tilbury, your livery misery of a jockey's silk, go to it... Capital thrrrrrree hundred thousand francs! Doughty deeds, random tricks, will increase your out-goings, lessen your gains, you'll recoup your losses in abundance!! －In abundance of what? －In abundance of shares, fool!!