Sarrasine by Balzac, Honoré de - 2011

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Createspace Independent Publishing Platform, 2014. Paperback. Acceptable. Readable copy. Pages may have considerable notes/highlighting. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.Dust jacket quality is not guaranteed.

CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform. paperback. Very Good. 6x0x9. Unmarked trade paperback

Hesperus Press, 2007. Paperback. Acceptable. Readable copy. Pages may have considerable notes/highlighting. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.Dust jacket quality is not guaranteed.

Paperback. Very Good.

MP3 Audio CD. 14.99 by Balzac, Honoré de, 1799-1850; Bell, Clara, 1834-1927 [Translator]

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Allia, 2000. Paperback. Very Good. Former library book. Slightly creased cover. Ammareal gives back up to 15% of this item's net price to charity organizations.

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MP3 Audio CD. Sarrasine I was buried in one of those profound reveries to which everybody, even a frivolous man, is subject in the midst of the most uproarious festivities. The clock on the Elysee-Bourbon had just struck midnight. Seated in a window recess and concealed behind the undulating folds of a curtain of watered silk, I was able to contemplate at my leisure the garden of the mansion at which I was passing the evening. The trees, being partly covered with snow, were outlined indistinctly against the grayish background formed by a cloudy sky, barely whitened by the moon. Seen through the medium of that strange atmosphere, they bore a vague resemblance to spectres carelessly enveloped in their shrouds, a gigantic image of the famous _Dance of Death_. Then, turning in the other direction, I could gaze admiringly upon the dance of the living! a magnificent salon, with walls of silver and gold, with gleaming chandeliers, and bright with the light of many candles. There the loveliest, the… Read More