Alfred de Musset,
Gamiani, or Two Passionate Nights…
(1833)
“ GAMIANI No, no, Fanny my sweet, my child, my life, my joy I You are too lovely, do you know! I love you, I adore you! I am mad for you! Vainly the young girl struggled to get away, her cries were smothered in kisses. Pressed, held in a grip, all resistance was useless: the Countess, in her wild embrace, carried her bodily over to her bed and threw her down as though she was a wild beast carrying her prey to her lair. FANNY What is the matter with you? Oh, my God, Madam I but that is terrible! I shall scream, leave me alone!... you frighten me! ”
