A husband burning with jealousy.

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A husband burning with jealousy.
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A husband burning with jealousy.

PortfolioPlate 21 from the series "Tout ce qu'on voudra"
Date1847
MediumCrayon lithograph
DimensionsSheet: 252 × 220 mm. (9 15/16 × 8 11/16 in.)
Credit LineGiven in Memory of Joseph Katz by his Children
Object number1963.109.164
NOT ON VIEW
Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for Monsieur Arthur: - Oh Pamela! I am burning with love for you! The husband herbalist: - A mallow... of the family of Malvaceae... a sedative... I don't believe my friend Arthur has this specimen in the herbarium he asked me to build for him.
Monsieur Arthur: - Oh Pamela! I am burning with love for you! The husband herbalist: - A mallow... of the family of Malvaceae... a sedative... I don't believe my friend Arthur has this specimen in the herbarium he asked me to build for him.
1851
Image Not Available for A good husband. - A total of 27 Fr. 50 Cts. - Very good. Take the bill to my wife who'll pay you... - (this right beggar Macaire isn't half content to have a wife to pay his debts!)... - Yes, I've an excellent wife who works like a slave, deprives herself of everything, who sacrifices her life for me... a wife who adores me. But I'm not ungrateful. She already has eight children and I'd like her to have twelve... - (Bertrand) There's a happy woman!!!
A good husband. - A total of 27 Fr. 50 Cts. - Very good. Take the bill to my wife who'll pay you... - (this right beggar Macaire isn't half content to have a wife to pay his debts!)... - Yes, I've an excellent wife who works like a slave, deprives herself of everything, who sacrifices her life for me... a wife who adores me. But I'm not ungrateful. She already has eight children and I'd like her to have twelve... - (Bertrand) There's a happy woman!!!
1837
Image Not Available for The husband (reading aloud): "We lay indolently on the fragrant moss, while the beams of the moon flickered through the branches of a willow, gently swaying in the evening breeze. Overcome with love we cried to to heaven the longings we felt in our hearts." His wife (sotto voce): how can he possibly read such poetry and wear a night bonnet and a face like this.
The husband (reading aloud): "We lay indolently on the fragrant moss, while the beams of the moon flickered through the branches of a willow, gently swaying in the evening breeze. Overcome with love we cried to to heaven the longings we felt in our hearts." His wife (sotto voce): how can he possibly read such poetry and wear a night bonnet and a face like this.
1839
Image Not Available for Parisians who will never be placed under surveillance of the secret police.
Parisians who will never be placed under surveillance of the secret police.
1847
Image Not Available for But I assure you that this is his ball, and I am his father! - This is not about a ball or about a father. It is not permitted to enter the flower beds of the Tuileries. I actually should lock you up inside them for eight days...!
But I assure you that this is his ball, and I am his father! - This is not about a ball or about a father. It is not permitted to enter the flower beds of the Tuileries. I actually should lock you up inside them for eight days...!
1847
Image Not Available for Ah, Madame, your acting of Marivaux was sublime. What luck that Mademoiselle Mars is dead already… for if she had seen your acting tonight, she would have died of jealousy! (The lady finds his eulogy a bit cold.)
Ah, Madame, your acting of Marivaux was sublime. What luck that Mademoiselle Mars is dead already… for if she had seen your acting tonight, she would have died of jealousy! (The lady finds his eulogy a bit cold.)
1858
Image Not Available for Devil, devil, it seems the razor is not much good any more... and it will be even worse once it's my turn.
Devil, devil, it seems the razor is not much good any more... and it will be even worse once it's my turn.
1847
Image Not Available for Don't you worry... just let him say some nasty things about you. Just wait, what I will say about his family...
Don't you worry... just let him say some nasty things about you. Just wait, what I will say about his family...
1847
Image Not Available for The inconvenience of having his hair curled. Oh blast.... look here, watch out... you are burning me.... I am meeting someone, and I want you to make me look good... but in order to declare my burning passion, I don't need to smell scorched!
The inconvenience of having his hair curled. Oh blast.... look here, watch out... you are burning me.... I am meeting someone, and I want you to make me look good... but in order to declare my burning passion, I don't need to smell scorched!
1844
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire, barrister. - My dear Bertrand, give me a hundred crowns and I'll get you acquitted right away. - I've no money. - All right, give me a hundred francs. - I haven't got a penny. - You don't even have ten francs? - Not a farthing. - Then give me your boots, and I'll plead extenuating circumstances.
Robert Macaire, barrister. - My dear Bertrand, give me a hundred crowns and I'll get you acquitted right away. - I've no money. - All right, give me a hundred francs. - I haven't got a penny. - You don't even have ten francs? - Not a farthing. - Then give me your boots, and I'll plead extenuating circumstances.
1836
Image Not Available for The clipper of dogs. Poor dear animal, what a patience! One might almost swear he is an angel of God. Much more so than my scoundrel of a husband who curses every time he goes to the wig-maker.
The clipper of dogs. Poor dear animal, what a patience! One might almost swear he is an angel of God. Much more so than my scoundrel of a husband who curses every time he goes to the wig-maker.
1842
Image Not Available for (He is reading a letter) A date, could it be from the cute Mme Giraud?? Yes, but it could also come from her husband who wants to pinch me…
(He is reading a letter) A date, could it be from the cute Mme Giraud?? Yes, but it could also come from her husband who wants to pinch me…
1840