...must tend to cause me to be misconceived. From recreation in the society of my fellow-creatures, from the pleasures of conversation, from the effusions...not distinguish a sound ! Such circumstances brought ine to the brink of despair, and had well nigh made me put an end to my life : nothing but my art held...

...world, I dare not venture into society more than absolute necessity requires. I am obliged to live as an exile. If I go into company, a painful anxiety comes...circumstances brought me to the brink of despair, and had wellnigh made me put an end to my life : nothing but my art held my hand. Ah ! it seemed to me impossible...

...world, I dare not venture into society more than absolute necessity requires. I am obliged to live as an exile. If I go into company, a painful anxiety comes...circumstances brought me to the brink of despair, and had well-nigh made me put an end to my life — nothing but my art held my hand. Ah ! it seemed to me impossible...

...necessity requires. I am obliged to live as an exile. If I go into company, a painful anxiety conies over me, since I am apprehensive of being exposed...circumstances brought me to the brink of despair, and had wellnigh made me put an end to my life : nothing but my art held my hand. Ah ! it seemed to me impossible...

...fondness for society, I have allowed myself to be drawn into it. But how humiliating it was when one beside me could hear at a distance a flute that I could not hear, or a shepherd singing, and I could not distinguish a sound! Such things brought me to the verge of despair,...