Under Sentence of Death; Or, a Criminal's Last Hours

Under Sentence of Death; Or, a Criminal's Last Hours

Author: Victor Hugo

Publisher: Good Press

Published: 2021-05-19

Total Pages: 284

ISBN-13:

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"Under Sentence of Death" by Victor Hugo is a narrative of a man who is sentenced to die. The author displays thoughts of such a man, all the mental torture, and physical stress he experiences during the hours which are about to advance towards his planned execution. Excerpt: "Sentenced to death! For five whole weeks have I lived with this one thought, always alone with it, always frozen by its ghastly presence, always crushed beneath its overwhelming weight. At first, years ago, as it seemed, not mere weeks as it really was, I was a man like any other. Every day, every hour, every minute was ruled by its own idea. My intellect, young and fresh, lost itself in a world of fantasy. I amused myself in mapping out a life without order, and without end, weaving into a thousand fantastic patterns the coarse and slender tissue of my existence. There were lovely girls, cardinals' copes, victories won, theatres full of life and light, and then again the young girls, and walks in the twilight under the spreading boughs of the chestnut trees. My imagination always pictured scenes of pleasure. My thoughts were free, and therefore I was free also."


Under Sentence of Death; Or a Criminal's Last Hours

Under Sentence of Death; Or a Criminal's Last Hours

Author: Victor Hugo

Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Published: 2015-10-25

Total Pages: 172

ISBN-13: 9781518770067

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For five whole weeks have I lived with this one thought, always alone with it, always frozen by its ghastly presence, always crushed beneath its overwhelming weight. At first, years ago, as it seemed, not mere weeks as it really was, I was a man like any other. Every day, every hour, every minute was ruled by its own idea. My intellect, young and fresh, lost itself in a world of fantasy. I amused myself in mapping out a life without order, and without end, weaving into a thousand fantastic patterns the coarse and slender tissue of my existence. There were lovely girls, cardinals' copes, victories won, theaters full of life and light, and then again the young girls, and walks in the twilight under the spreading boughs of the chestnut trees. My imagination always pictured scenes of pleasure. My thoughts were free, and therefore I was free also. But now I am a prisoner. My body is in irons in a dungeon, and my soul is fettered by an idea-one horrible, murderous, and implacable idea. I have but one thought, one certainty, one deep-rooted conviction, and that is that I am under sentence of death! Do what I may, that one terrible thought is ever with me, like a specter by my side, lonely and jealous, driving away every effort that I may make to liberate myself from its presence, face to face with me, and clutching me with its icy hand when I endeavor to turn aside my head, or to close my eyes upon its horrifying existence. Also: Told Under Canvas and Claude Gueux


Under Sentence of Death; Or, a Criminal's Last Hours

Under Sentence of Death; Or, a Criminal's Last Hours

Author: Victor Hugo Translated by Sir. Gilbert Campbell

Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Published: 2018-10-18

Total Pages: 196

ISBN-13: 9781720615484

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Under Sentence of Death; Or, a Criminal's Last Hours is one of the greatest works in the field of fiction by the Victor Hugo. It is one of the vintage collections by the Victor Hugo.


Under Sentence of Death, Told Under Canvas, & Claude Gueux

Under Sentence of Death, Told Under Canvas, & Claude Gueux

Author: Victor Hugo

Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Published: 2015-12-19

Total Pages: 284

ISBN-13: 9781522825463

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Opening lines from Chapter 1: "Sentenced to death! For five whole weeks have I lived with this one thought, always alone with it, always frozen by its ghastly presence, always crushed beneath its overwhelming weight. At first, years ago, as it seemed, not mere weeks as it really was, I was a man like any other. Every day, every hour, every minute was ruled by its own idea. My intellect, young and fresh, lost itself in a world of fantasy. I amused myself in mapping out a life without order, and without end, weaving into a thousand fantastic patterns the coarse and slender tissue of my existence. There were lovely girls, cardinals' copes, victories won, theatres full of life and light, and then again the young girls, and walks in the twilight under the spreading boughs of the chestnut trees. My imagination always pictured scenes of pleasure. My thoughts were free, and therefore I was free also." This edition has been formatted for easy reading.