Letter

 1 Introd  |         3, 1871. But her fingers passed lightly over the “brazen
 2 XVI     |     where Catholic vandalism has passed, razing monuments of the
 3 XXXIX   |     content this evening. He has passed the night in re-doing a
 4 XLIV    |     which to put it.~But one has passed through green Bohemia without
 5 LXV     |          adore, and where I have passed so many hours of my life
 6 LXXVII  |       anything!—If the crisis is passed or delayed, for there is
 7 CXXIX   |       month. It is funny. I have passed through different and strange
 8 CXLIV   | marionettes with Maurice. He has passed his examinations for collector
 9 CLIX    |          Your old troubadour has passed through cruel anguish, Maurice
10 CLXXII  |    effervescing people.~Once men passed their life in starving.
11 CXCII   |  restrain itself; that the years passed over me and over my contemporaries
12 CXCV    |      minds—always the same—which passed the torch from one to another.~
13 CCXXXIII|         of this age, and life is passed in working for those who
14 CCXXXV  |     again at home, after a month passed, just as you said, at Cabourg,
15 CCXXXVI |   Chateaubriand, and Rousseau; I passed from the Gospels to the
16 CCLXII  |      whole to have progressed. I passed all one evening recently
17 CCXCVIII|         be lacking, but, since I passed my seventieth birthday,
18 CCCIX   |       seems out of the ordinary, passed unperceived. Then to look