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    Lord Arthur Savile's Crime: Bilingual Edition (English – French)
    Lord Arthur Savile's Crime: Bilingual Edition (English – French)
    Lord Arthur Savile's Crime: Bilingual Edition (English – French)
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    Lord Arthur Savile's Crime: Bilingual Edition (English – French)

    By Oscar Wilde

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    Instead of memorizing vocabulary words, work your way through an actual well-written novel. Even novices can follow along as each individual English paragraph is paired with the corresponding French paragraph. It won't be an easy project, but you'll learn a lot.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPublishdrive
    Release dateJun 25, 2018
    Lord Arthur Savile's Crime: Bilingual Edition (English – French)
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    Oscar Wilde

    Born in Ireland in 1856, Oscar Wilde was a noted essayist, playwright, fairy tale writer and poet, as well as an early leader of the Aesthetic Movement. His plays include: An Ideal Husband, Salome, A Woman of No Importance, and Lady Windermere's Fan. Among his best known stories are The Picture of Dorian Gray and The Canterville Ghost.

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      Lord Arthur Savile's Crime - Oscar Wilde

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      It was Lady Windermere's last reception before Easter, and Bentinck House was even more crowded than usual.

      C'était la dernière réception de lady Windermere, avant le printemps.

      Bentinck House était, plus que d'habitude, encombré d'une foule de visiteurs.

      Six Cabinet Ministers had come on from the Speaker's Levée in their stars and ribands, all the pretty women wore their smartest dresses, and at the end of the picture-gallery stood the Princess Sophia of Carlsrühe,

      Six membres du cabinet étaient venus directement après l'audience du speaker, avec tous leurs crachats et leurs grands cordons.

      Toutes les jolies femmes portaient leurs costumes les plus élégants et, au bout de la galerie de tableaux, se tenait la princesse Sophie de Carlsrühe,

      a heavy Tartar-looking lady, with tiny black eyes and wonderful emeralds, talking bad French at the top of her voice, and laughing immoderately at everything that was said to her. It was certainly a wonderful medley of people. Gorgeous peeresses chatted affably to violent Radicals, popular preachers brushed coat-tails with eminent sceptics, a perfect bevy of bishops kept following a stout prima-donna from room to room, on the staircase stood several Royal Academicians, disguised as artists, and it was said that at one time the supper-room was absolutely crammed with geniuses. In fact, it was one of Lady Windermere's best nights, and the Princess stayed till nearly half-past eleven.

      une grosse dame au type tartare, avec de petits yeux noirs et de merveilleuses émeraudes, parlant d'une voix suraiguë un mauvais français et riant sans nulle retenue de tout ce qu'on lui disait.

      Certes, il y avait là un singulier mélange de société: de superbes Pairesses bavardaient courtoisement avec de violents radicaux. Des prédicateurs populaires se frottaient les coudes avec de célèbres sceptiques. Toute une volée d'évêques suivait, comme à la piste, une forte prima-donna, de salon en salon. Sur l'escalier se groupaient quelques membres de l'Académie royale, déguisés en artistes, et l'on a dit que la salle à manger était un moment absolument bourrée de génies.

      Bref, c'était une des meilleures soirées de lady Windermere et la princesse y resta jusqu'à près de onze heures et demie passées.

      As soon as she had gone, Lady Windermere returned to the picture-gallery, where a celebrated political economist was solemnly explaining the scientific theory of music to an indignant virtuoso from Hungary, and began to talk to the Duchess of Paisley.

      Sitôt après son départ, lady Windermere retourna dans la galerie de tableaux où un fameux économiste exposait, d'un air solennel, la théorie scientifique de la musique à un virtuose hongrois écumant de rage.

      Elle se mit à causer avec la duchesse de Paisley.

      She looked wonderfully beautiful with her grand ivory throat, her large blue forget-me-not eyes, and her heavy coils of golden hair. Or pur they were - not that pale straw colour that nowadays usurps the gracious name of gold, but such gold as is woven into sunbeams or hidden in strange amber; and gave to her face something of the frame of a saint, with not a little of the fascination of a sinner. She was a curious psychological study.

      Elle paraissait merveilleusement belle, avec son opulente gorge d'un blanc ivoirin, ses grands yeux bleus de myosotis et les lourdes boucles de ses cheveux d'or. Des cheveux d'or pur, pas des cheveux de cette nuance paille pâle qui usurpe aujourd'hui le beau nom de l'or, des cheveux d'un or comme tissé de rayons de soleil ou caché dans un ambre étrange, des cheveux qui encadraient son visage comme d'un nimbe de sainte, avec quelque chose de la fascination d'une pécheresse.

      C'était une curieuse étude psychologique que la sienne.

      Early in life she had discovered the important truth that nothing looks so like innocence as an indiscretion; and by a series of reckless escapades, half of them quite harmless, she had acquired all the privileges of a personality. She had more than once changed her husband; indeed, Debrett credits her with three marriages; but as she had never changed her lover, the world had long ago ceased to talk scandal about her. She was now forty years of age, childless, and with that inordinate passion for pleasure which is the secret of remaining young.

      De bonne heure dans la vie, elle avait découvert cette importante vérité que rien ne ressemble plus à l'innocence qu'une imprudence, et, par une série d'escapades insouciantes, — la moitié d'entre elles tout à fait innocentes, — elle avait acquis tous les privilèges d'une personnalité.

      Elle avait plusieurs fois changé de mari. En effet, le Debrett portait trois mariages à son crédit, mais comme elle n'avait jamais changé d'amant, le monde avait depuis longtemps cessé de jaser scandaleusement sur son compte.

      Maintenant, elle avait quarante ans, pas d'enfants, et cette passion désordonnée du plaisir qui est le secret de ceux qui sont restés jeunes.

      Suddenly she looked eagerly round the room, and said, in her clear contralto voice, 'Where is my cheiromantist? '.

      Soudain, elle regarda curieusement tout autour du salon et dit de sa claire voix de contralto:

      — Où est mon chiromancien?

      'Your what, Gladys? 1 ' exclaimed the Duchess, giving an involuntary start.

      'My cheiromantist, Duchess; I can't live without him at present.

      'Dear Gladys! you are always so original, ' murmured the Duchess, trying to remember what a cheiromantist really was, and hoping it was not the same as a cheiropodist.

      — Votre quoi, Gladys? s'exclama la duchesse avec un tressaillement involontaire.

      — Mon chiromancien, duchesse. Je ne puis vivre sans lui maintenant.

      — Chère Gladys, vous êtes toujours si originale, murmura la duchesse, essayant de se rappeler ce que c'est en réalité qu'un chiromancien et espérant que ce n'était pas tout à fait la même chose qu'un chiropodist.

      'He comes to see my hand twice a week regularly, ' continued Lady Windermere, 'and is most interesting about it.'

      'Good heavens! ' said the Duchess to herself 'he is a sort of cheiropodist after all. How very dreadful. I hope he is a foreigner at any rate. It wouldn't be quite so bad then.'

      'I must certainly introduce him to you.'

      'Introduce him! ' cried the Duchess; 'you don't mean to say he is here? ' and she began looking about for a small tortoise-shell fan and a very tattered lace shawl, so as to be ready to go at a moment's notice.

      — Il vient voir ma main régulièrement deux fois chaque semaine, poursuivit lady Windermere, et il y prend beaucoup d'intérêt.

      — Dieu du ciel! se dit la duchesse. Ce doit être là quelque espèce de manucure. Voilà qui est vraiment terrible! Enfin, j'espère qu'au moins c'est un étranger. De la sorte ce sera un peu moins désagréable.

      — Certes, il faut que je vous le présente.

      — Me le présenter! s'écria la duchesse. Vous voulez donc dire qu'il est ici.

      Elle chercha autour d'elle son petit éventail en écaille de tortue et son très vieux châle de dentelle, comme pour être prête à fuir à la première alerte.

      'Of course he is here, I would not dream of giving a party without him. He tells me I have a pure psychic hand, and that if my thumb had been the least little bit shorter, I should have been a confirmed pessimist, and gone into a convent.'

      'Oh, I see! said the Duchess, feeling very much relieved; 'he tells fortunes, I suppose? ' 'And misfortunes, too, ' answered Lady Windermere, 'any amount of them. Next year, for instance, I am in great danger, both by land and sea, so I am going to live in a balloon, and draw up my dinner in a basket every evening. It is all written down on my little finger, or on the palm of my hand, I forget which.'

      — Naturellement il est

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