The edition I have,was published in 1885,in Paris,by
Mme Valentine De Lamartine.
She was his niece.
I found this book ,when I was seventeen years old, when I was taking part in a group art show happening in a "palacete" on Avenida Paulista, in Sao Paulo.
One night,I walked around in the empty place,imagining all the splendor that took place within the walls.The beautiful floors and the ornaments still there, in silence where just the remnants of the follies and held the secrets of love encounters and were a product of man's desire after discovering the New World and recreating old Europe in tropical lands.
I then,found this little book by De Lamartine.
The building was demolished ,shortly after that show.
I carried this little book in all my moves through the world.
This book went with me to Australia,back to Brazil and from Brazil to New York.
Lamartine was a poet with a social conscience and reading the first pages ,I Immersed myself in his dreams.
The two pages here,are from Les Visions,a poeme en 48 chants
(plan et fragments)
De Lamartine,inspired by Dante"s Divina Comedia,watched the political scene in Paris and the questions and observations he made in the 18oo's,could very well apply to our actual scenario.
O temps,suspends ton vol,heures propices,
Suspendez votre cours!
Laissez-nous savourer les rapides delices
Des plus beaux de nos jours!
Alphonse De Lamartine ( Le Lac- Meditations)
Avenida Paulista, is the main avenue in Sao Paulo city,where the coffee and plantation barons built their little palaces along the stretch.Italian artisans were brought to Brazil,marble from Carrara,beautiful antiques and art was used ,so that parties and balls could take place.This all started to happen in the 1500's,with the invasion by the Portuguese,and in the XIX century,the building of the "palacetes" until all got destroyed in the last 40 years or so....
Skyscrapers took over, and only memories were left to remind
the nostalgic souls.