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Abbe Mouret Transgression

Auhtor: Emile Zola

Language: english

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Review by Beth Cholette, July 2005


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'Abbe Mouret Transgression':

mile Franois Zola (2 April 1840 - 29 September 1902) was an influential French writer the most important exemplar of the literary school of naturalism and an important contributor to the development of theatrical naturalism. He was a major figure in the political liberalization of France and in the exoneration of the falsely accused and convicted army officer Alfred Dreyfus which is encapsulated in the renowned newspaper headline JAccuse.

Excerpts from the Book 'Abbe Mouret Transgression':


... I don't leave a wheel in this cursed road!' he muttered. 'Hold on, my boy.' The wall still stretched beside them: the priest still listened. ...
... hungry, my good Teuse,' Serge replied, smiling. 'Well! how can one wonder at it when you go on as you do! But you would have been hungry, if you ...
... beauty, her maternity he was ever on his guard against her, possessed by a covert fear of feeling tempted by her gracious mien, of succumbing to her ...
... a volume richly bound and gilt-edged. Having kissed it with especial reverence, he read it out bare-headed, bowing every time he came upon the name ...
... expert zoologist, to demolish Milton from the standpoint of their respective sciences, but it would be absurd to do so. We ask of the poet the flowers ...
... state, 'innocent,' dull-witted like a little boy. She had heard it said that certain maladies left insanity behind them. And she spent hours in gazing ...
... ever reappeared real seas of violets that rolled all round them, shedding the sweetest perfumes beneath their feet and wafting in their wake ...
... he was slipping. She broke out into a little scream, and hugged him tightly round his neck. But he sprang forward, and carried her at a gallop over ...
... a deep sigh, as though it were welcome relief to escape from the glare of day, they pushed on into the forest's depths. And when they had nothing but ...
... lulled them to sleep as they lay at night with their windows open. The orchard provided them with food, filling Albine's skirts with fruits, and spread ...
... hidden from the outside world. They had surrendered themselves to the garden, they awaited in all calmness the behests of that tree of life. ...
... firm and determined. I have known some who wouldn't have had to be wheedled so long. And he is quite capable of crushing his heart, just as one ...
... bedrooms were in such a crazy condition, for she was quite sure they would all be found, one morning, crushed to death by the fallen ceilings. ...
... them, but went his way, upright like a tree, through the clear night. 'The accursed one!-Satan carries him on!' shrieked Brother Archangias, ...
... the joyousness of daylight at the other end. 'That evening the calm clearness of the twilight gave promise of a splendid morrow. When I saw ...
... longing for enjoyment, culminating in luxuriousness, sprawling on a bed of wealth and pride. And then God was robbed. His vessels were broken to ...
... lovers. And they would then have been delighted if the grass had been taller than themselves so that they might have lost themselves in its depths, ...
... who sin. Thou hast broken me with sin and temptation. Thou hast ravaged me with Thy flames. Thou hast willed that there should be nought left of ...
... an expression of worry: 'It is not very cheerful, eh, when one thinks that one's own turn will come some day or other.' But Brother Archangias ...
... 'There, look there!' cried Brother Archangias, pointing to a group of children playing at the bottom of a ravine, 'there are my young devils, who play ...