Translator’s Introduction
I am undoubtedly approaching the end of my days…
I hardly knew my unfortunate father…
I was soon at ease in that holy house…
My state, without causing concern, was not more natural…
I was born to love…
I was mad with joy…
My crime was kissing mademoiselle Sara too often…
A true sword of Damocles hung above our heads…
“My God! Is it possible!”
I asked myself if I wasn’t the plaything of an impossible dream…
They were the beautiful days of a life now doomed to abandonment…
Death would truly be for me the hour of deliverance!…
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