those who barely missed becoming historic: jean ‘jehan’ prouvaire
Jean Prouvaire was in love; they cultivated a pot of flowers, played on the flute, made verses, loved the people, pitied woman, wept over the child, confounded God and the future in the same confidence, and blamed the Revolution for having caused the fall of a royal head. Their voice was ordinarily delicate, but suddenly grew manly. They were learned even to erudition, and almost an Orientalist. Above all, they were good.