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...the square-tipped oars clicked in the iron oar-locks: it sounded, in the silence, like the beat of a metronome, and the rope trailing behind kept up its gentle splashing in the water..
...Her sweet, small voice died away over the river: borne off on the breeze were the trills that Leon heard flit past him like the fluttering of wings ...
Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary, trans. Francis Steegmuller, New York, Random House, 1957, p.292.
TIME: 1840's
PLACE: Rouen, France
CIRCUMSTANCE: sounds at the waterfront.
The roar of the foundries mingled with the clear peal of chimes that came from the churches looming in the fog ... Now and again a gust of wind blew the clouds toward the hill of Saint-Catherine, like aerial waves breaking soundlessly against a cliff.
Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary, trans. Francis Steegmuller, New York, Random House, 1957, p. 299.
TIME: 1840's
PLACE: Rouen, France
CIRCUMSTANCE: arriving at Rouen after a visit to the country.
...His voice, at the outset a mere wail, would grow shrill. it would linger in the darkness like a plaintive cry of distress; and through the jingle of the horse bells, the rustle of the trees and the rumble of the empty coach... The sound spiraled down into the very depths of her soul, like a whirlwind in an abyss.
Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary, trans. Francis Steegmuller, New York, Random House, 1957, p.304.
TIME: 1840's.
PLACE: Rouen, France.
CIRCUMSTANCE: a beggar plies his trade whilst walking beside a cart.
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