Letter

 1 Introd   |        shattered in magnificent despair. In her novels of the first
 2 Introd   |        of his old philosophical despair: “Why are you so sad? Humanity
 3 XVI      |      real country of horror and despair. There is nothing in a country
 4 LXIII    |        yourself, do so. I am in despair. I have lost suddenly, without
 5 LXXVIII  |      dinner in your quarters. I despair somewhat of going to Croisset;
 6 CXXXIII  |        your word we shall be in despair here. With this I embrace
 7 CLXIV    |      beloved dead leave us?~The despair that would make us abandon
 8 CLXXVII  |        rise again! One must not despair! It is a salutary punishment!
 9 CLXXX    |         s think it. Don’t let’s despair about France. She is going
10 CLXXXVII |   without falling into a bitter despair. I make great efforts to
11 CLXXXVIII|      invasion, there is no more despair possible, and that is what
12 CLXXXIX  |        it is enough to make one despair of the human race.~I was
13 CXCII    |  present.~However, it is bad to despair. I shall make a great effort,
14 CXCVII   | thousand soldiers of hunger and despair, represented the people
15 CC       |       exactly that over which I despair.~Is this a time to put on
16 CCLXXXII |      methought” I should die of despair; but now things are going,
17 CCLXXXVI |         discouraging things, to despair of human-kind, to look at
18 CCC      |        my personal victory over despair was the work of my will
19 CCCVI    |    contradicts you so as not to despair.~How are you? Tourgueneff