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		<title>Historymaker: Created page with &quot;Les Mis&amp;eacute;rables, Volume 1: Fantine, Book Fifth: The Descent, Chapter 11: Christus nos Liberavit&lt;br /&gt; (Tome 1: Fantine, Livre cinqui&amp;egrave;me:  La descente, Chapitre 11...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;Les Misérables, Volume 1: Fantine, Book Fifth: The Descent, Chapter 11: Christus nos Liberavit&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; (Tome 1: Fantine, Livre cinquième:  La descente, Chapitre 11...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les Mis&amp;amp;eacute;rables, Volume 1: Fantine, Book Fifth: The Descent, Chapter 11: Christus nos Liberavit&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Tome 1: Fantine, Livre cinqui&amp;amp;egrave;me:  La descente, Chapitre 11: Christus nos Liberavit)&lt;br /&gt;
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==General notes on this chapter==&lt;br /&gt;
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==French text==&lt;br /&gt;
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Qu'est-ce que c'est que cette histoire de Fantine? C'est la soci&amp;amp;eacute;t&amp;amp;eacute;&lt;br /&gt;
achetant une esclave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;Agrave; qui? &amp;amp;Agrave; la mis&amp;amp;egrave;re.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;Agrave; la faim, au froid, &amp;amp;agrave; l'isolement, &amp;amp;agrave; l'abandon, au d&amp;amp;eacute;n&amp;amp;ucirc;ment. March&amp;amp;eacute;&lt;br /&gt;
douloureux. Une &amp;amp;acirc;me pour un morceau de pain. La mis&amp;amp;egrave;re offre, la soci&amp;amp;eacute;t&amp;amp;eacute;&lt;br /&gt;
accepte.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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La sainte loi de J&amp;amp;eacute;sus-Christ gouverne notre civilisation, mais elle ne&lt;br /&gt;
la p&amp;amp;eacute;n&amp;amp;egrave;tre pas encore. On dit que l'esclavage a disparu de la&lt;br /&gt;
civilisation europ&amp;amp;eacute;enne. C'est une erreur. Il existe toujours, mais il&lt;br /&gt;
ne p&amp;amp;egrave;se plus que sur la femme, et il s'appelle prostitution.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Il p&amp;amp;egrave;se sur la femme, c'est-&amp;amp;agrave;-dire sur la gr&amp;amp;acirc;ce, sur la faiblesse, sur&lt;br /&gt;
la beaut&amp;amp;eacute;, sur la maternit&amp;amp;eacute;. Ceci n'est pas une des moindres hontes de&lt;br /&gt;
l'homme.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Au point de ce douloureux drame o&amp;amp;ugrave; nous sommes arriv&amp;amp;eacute;s, il ne reste plus&lt;br /&gt;
rien &amp;amp;agrave; Fantine de ce qu'elle a &amp;amp;eacute;t&amp;amp;eacute; autrefois. Elle est devenue marbre en&lt;br /&gt;
devenant boue. Qui la touche a froid. Elle passe, elle vous subit et&lt;br /&gt;
elle vous ignore; elle est la figure d&amp;amp;eacute;shonor&amp;amp;eacute;e et s&amp;amp;eacute;v&amp;amp;egrave;re. La vie et&lt;br /&gt;
l'ordre social lui ont dit leur dernier mot. Il lui est arriv&amp;amp;eacute; tout ce&lt;br /&gt;
qui lui arrivera. Elle a tout ressenti, tout support&amp;amp;eacute;, tout &amp;amp;eacute;prouv&amp;amp;eacute;,&lt;br /&gt;
tout souffert, tout perdu, tout pleur&amp;amp;eacute;. Elle est r&amp;amp;eacute;sign&amp;amp;eacute;e de cette&lt;br /&gt;
r&amp;amp;eacute;signation qui ressemble &amp;amp;agrave; l'indiff&amp;amp;eacute;rence comme la mort ressemble au&lt;br /&gt;
sommeil. Elle n'&amp;amp;eacute;vite plus rien. Elle ne craint plus rien. Tombe sur&lt;br /&gt;
elle toute la nu&amp;amp;eacute;e et passe sur elle tout l'oc&amp;amp;eacute;an! que lui importe!&lt;br /&gt;
c'est une &amp;amp;eacute;ponge imbib&amp;amp;eacute;e.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Elle le croit du moins, mais c'est une erreur de s'imaginer qu'on &amp;amp;eacute;puise&lt;br /&gt;
le sort et qu'on touche le fond de quoi que ce soit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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H&amp;amp;eacute;las! qu'est-ce que toutes ces destin&amp;amp;eacute;es ainsi pouss&amp;amp;eacute;es p&amp;amp;ecirc;le-m&amp;amp;ecirc;le? o&amp;amp;ugrave;&lt;br /&gt;
vont-elles? pourquoi sont-elles ainsi?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Celui qui sait cela voit toute l'ombre.&lt;br /&gt;
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Il est seul. Il s'appelle Dieu.&lt;br /&gt;
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==English text==&lt;br /&gt;
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What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave.&lt;br /&gt;
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From whom? From misery.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul for&lt;br /&gt;
a morsel of bread. Misery offers; society accepts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does not,&lt;br /&gt;
as yet, permeate it; it is said that slavery has disappeared from European&lt;br /&gt;
civilization. This is a mistake. It still exists; but it weighs only upon&lt;br /&gt;
the woman, and it is called prostitution.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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It weighs upon the woman, that is to say, upon grace, weakness, beauty,&lt;br /&gt;
maternity. This is not one of the least of man's disgraces.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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At the point in this melancholy drama which we have now reached, nothing&lt;br /&gt;
is left to Fantine of that which she had formerly been.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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She has become marble in becoming mire. Whoever touches her feels cold.&lt;br /&gt;
She passes; she endures you; she ignores you; she is the severe and&lt;br /&gt;
dishonored figure. Life and the social order have said their last word for&lt;br /&gt;
her. All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has felt&lt;br /&gt;
everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered everything,&lt;br /&gt;
lost everything, mourned everything. She is resigned, with that&lt;br /&gt;
resignation which resembles indifference, as death resembles sleep. She no&lt;br /&gt;
longer avoids anything. Let all the clouds fall upon her, and all the&lt;br /&gt;
ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that is&lt;br /&gt;
soaked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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At least, she believes it to be so; but it is an error to imagine that&lt;br /&gt;
fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything&lt;br /&gt;
whatever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Alas! What are all these fates, driven on pell-mell? Whither are they&lt;br /&gt;
going? Why are they thus?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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He who knows that sees the whole of the shadow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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He is alone. His name is God.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Translation notes==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Christus nos liberavit.===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Christ liberated us. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Textual notes==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Citations==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;references /&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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