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MADAME ROLAND.
her position than she felt it to be, to allay the anxieties of the proscribed Buzot, to whom she wrote again on the 6th of July:—
Calm yourself, my friend; this new captivity has not aggravated my state so much that we should risk anything to change it. . . . Fourteen days ago I sent for this dear picture[1] which hitherto, by a kind of superstition, I would not place in a prison. But why deny myself this poor and precious consolation in the absence of the original? It is next to my heart, hidden from all eyes, felt at all moments, and often bathed with my tears. Yes; I admire your courage, I am honoured by your attachment, and glory in the efforts with which these sentiments may inspire your proud and sensitive soul. . . . Whoever is capable of loving as we do feels within himself the root of all great and good actions, the reward of the heaviest sacrifices, a consolation in all trials. Adieu, my best beloved, adieu!
The last letter she sent to the outlaw was penned on the 7th of July. After that date Buzot lost his last ray of comfort in the cessation of all intercourse with her whose picture he, too, carried next his heart:—
- ↑ "This dear picture" is written in English in the original. It was Buzot's miniature, already spoken of, at the back of which Madame Roland had affixed a closely-written sketch of the original. She had given him hers in return, as may be inferred from the allusion in her letter to Servan. This miniature of Buzot, which she probably carried with her to the scaffold, was discovered, in 1863, amid a heap of vegetables at a greengrocer's stall at Batignolles, and came into the possession of M. Vatel, through whom it was made known to M. Dauban.