Baudelaire: His Prose and Poetry
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Chapter 55 No.55

There are tortoise-shell hides against which scorn is no longer a vengeance.

Many friends, many gloves.[1] Those who have admired me were despised, I might even say were despicable, if I sought to flatter honest men.

Girardin talk Latin! Pecudesque locutae.

He belongs to an infidel Society to send Robert Houdin to the Arabs to convert them

            
            

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