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Plate with a scene from Métamorphoses du Jour (plate 37)
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"...Pointing me to the evidence of my crime with his cane." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843

"Wait your turn, Monsieur... I had that first." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843

"He buys the right to defeat me at his ease with a successful shot." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843

"...Happy to get away with it so cheaply." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843

"A whirlwind of smoke and ashes seizes the air you breathe." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843

"They began at once their frightful charivari." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
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"As the last grains of powder fall into the palm of his blackened hand, a superb hare..." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843

"The rippling water seems to be mocking our misfortune." from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843

"Away from all help and without pants, on some deserted shore" from the Little Miseries of Human Life
1843