No matter what one says, old things are always beautiful.... - Yes, but only in marble, my dear.

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No matter what one says, old things are always beautiful.... - Yes, but only in marble, my dear.
Image Not Available for No matter what one says, old things are always beautiful.... - Yes, but only in marble, my dear.

No matter what one says, old things are always beautiful.... - Yes, but only in marble, my dear.

PortfolioPlate 56 from the series "Tout ce qu'on voudra"
Date1850
MediumCrayon lithograph
DimensionsSheet: 254 x 222 mm. (10 x 8 3/4 in.)
Credit LineBlanche Adler Memorial Fund
Object number1953.97
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Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for Exploitation of love. Oh! My darling. I cannot say how much I admire, how much I caress the charming portrait which you sent me! You even had it embellished with precious stones. What folly!! You mustn't do things like that. It grieves me... And this watch chain. How beautiful it is! How richly decorated!!... I'd like to offer you a nice present in return, something to remind you of our love and happiness... I'd like to give you a lock of my hair...
Exploitation of love. Oh! My darling. I cannot say how much I admire, how much I caress the charming portrait which you sent me! You even had it embellished with precious stones. What folly!! You mustn't do things like that. It grieves me... And this watch chain. How beautiful it is! How richly decorated!!... I'd like to offer you a nice present in return, something to remind you of our love and happiness... I'd like to give you a lock of my hair...
1837
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire before his judges. Very well! Yes, gentlemen, I was rather unfortunate at the Assize Court... but misfortune is always respectable!... moreover, it’s true what has been said, I've a habit of subtracting money, it's easier to excuse me than someone else because it's harder for me to resist my weakness... as for the rest, I am accused of selling lead for gold? Twenty witnesses swear to it. Very well! I deny it forty times and since two denials are worth an avowal it's clear that you cannot find me guilty. (after this brilliant improvisation Robert Macaire is condemned with a maximum sentence).
Robert Macaire before his judges. Very well! Yes, gentlemen, I was rather unfortunate at the Assize Court... but misfortune is always respectable!... moreover, it’s true what has been said, I've a habit of subtracting money, it's easier to excuse me than someone else because it's harder for me to resist my weakness... as for the rest, I am accused of selling lead for gold? Twenty witnesses swear to it. Very well! I deny it forty times and since two denials are worth an avowal it's clear that you cannot find me guilty. (after this brilliant improvisation Robert Macaire is condemned with a maximum sentence).
1837
Image Not Available for Sense of Hearing. Wake up Nini!.... I have been calling her for more than an hour, and she always replies: yes Adolphe. But neither the child's name nor mine is Adolphe!
Sense of Hearing. Wake up Nini!.... I have been calling her for more than an hour, and she always replies: yes Adolphe. But neither the child's name nor mine is Adolphe!
1843
Image Not Available for Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
1833
Image Not Available for Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
1833
Image Not Available for Yes my uncle, my virtuous uncle, I was a spendthrift, gambler, seducer, I had many faults, in a word I was frivolous... but you're ill, very ill, the doctors have abandoned you... I've come to aid you, to fall at your feet, I'll swear... anything you like... I'll only leave you at death, my kind uncle, my so excellent uncle! Let's embrace and put an end to it. (Macaire, sole inheritor, has his dear uncle thrown into a common pit).
Yes my uncle, my virtuous uncle, I was a spendthrift, gambler, seducer, I had many faults, in a word I was frivolous... but you're ill, very ill, the doctors have abandoned you... I've come to aid you, to fall at your feet, I'll swear... anything you like... I'll only leave you at death, my kind uncle, my so excellent uncle! Let's embrace and put an end to it. (Macaire, sole inheritor, has his dear uncle thrown into a common pit).
1837
Image Not Available for What a fortunate encounter! It's my dear Stanislaus whom I haven't seen since we were in the sixth class together at Landernau.... in these times we used to share everything.... Things should be the same again, could you lend me 20 or 25 Francs?
What a fortunate encounter! It's my dear Stanislaus whom I haven't seen since we were in the sixth class together at Landernau.... in these times we used to share everything.... Things should be the same again, could you lend me 20 or 25 Francs?
1845
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire, sollicitor. - We've won, my dear fellow, won on every count! - And about time too. A case which has lasted ten years and has ruined me! - Better late than never! - How much did I get back in the end? - Here you are: The court awarded you 12'000 Fr, we totalled 13'500 Fr in expenses, you only owe me 1'500 Fr. - But that means I lose 1'500 Fr . - Yes, but you've won your case.
Robert Macaire, sollicitor. - We've won, my dear fellow, won on every count! - And about time too. A case which has lasted ten years and has ruined me! - Better late than never! - How much did I get back in the end? - Here you are: The court awarded you 12'000 Fr, we totalled 13'500 Fr in expenses, you only owe me 1'500 Fr. - But that means I lose 1'500 Fr . - Yes, but you've won your case.
1836
Image Not Available for The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
1838
Image Not Available for Yes, my dear... just imagine... this morning he forced me to sew on one of his buttons! How dare he reduce my female dignity in such a way! - That'd be the day, if a man forced me to work on his knickers!
Yes, my dear... just imagine... this morning he forced me to sew on one of his buttons! How dare he reduce my female dignity in such a way! - That'd be the day, if a man forced me to work on his knickers!
1849
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 Yes, one could say that I am a drunkard...
Yes, one could say that I am a drunkard...
1843-1844