Title: Rousseau's Confessions
Creators: Walt Whitman, Julia Kavanaugh, unknown author
Date: After 1850
Whitman Archive ID: duk.00174
Source: Trent Collection of Whitmaniana, David M. Rubenstein Rare Book & Manuscript Library, Duke University. Transcribed from digital images of the original item. For a description of the editorial rationale behind our treatment of the marginalia and annotations, see our statement of editorial policy.
Editorial note: Clipping is reprinted from Volume 2 of Julia Kavanaugh's Woman in France During the Eighteenth Century, first published in 1850.
Notes written on manuscript: On surface 1, in an unknown hand: "3"
Contributors to digital file: Lauren Grewe, Nicole Gray, Ty Alyea, and Matt Cohen
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Celtic, not Saxon
Born 1712—Died 1778 —some say by suicide.—
"Rousseau's Confessions" translated N.Y. 1856.
Born in Switzerland—parents decent farmers substantial bourgeoisie
—a sort of vagabond
—copyist of music
Lost his mother early—
One brother—not much together
Father a quiet, easy person.—
Jean Jacques left home—lived with various persons—worked —was bashful—learned a little of everything—his "Confessions" are a singular opening up of the trivial incidents, some quite disgusting, which find their tally in every man's life— —Madame de Warrens—
A sensitive, Frenchy, frivolous, keen, proud, unhappy, restless, contemplative nature
Note how "character" is built up, after all—from the beginning—
How the pompous "history" and "Bi‑
ography" come down to just such as we are.
After many wanderings, the last ten years of Rousseau's life, were in and around Paris.—He was very poor; he lived in a garret, and earned his food by copying music.—He was old, discouraged, not robust, not popular, not happy.— Six Thus ten years—wWhat a ten years those must have been.^! and what an ending to them!—Six weeks before his death, he ^Rousseau was invited to a country mansion a few some miles away.——he went.— There he walked, meditated—thought who knows what? The day of He spent in botanizing The day before his the night of his death.—Did he, indeed ^or did he not, die of suicide?
Rousseau's Confessions—
Rousseau born 1712 died ^a suicid[illegible] 177[illegible] a Genevese (Swiss) a rover, vagabond, copyist of music, never rich, exiled from Fra[illegible]
—Whilst in the triumph of America France already hailed her own revolution, she bade a last farewell to the chiefs of the old sceptic philosophy and the new democratic theories, Voltaire and Rousseau, who died in the spring of the year 1778, within a month of each other.
☞ Remember in those days there were no journals—no "reviews," or masses of cheap literature demanded—