
The Dead Toreador, by Édouard Manet, c. 1864. National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC.
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For brawling with a papal scribe in 1462, poet François Villon was imprisoned and sentenced to be “strangled and hanged.” While awaiting his death, he wrote this quatrain: “Francis I am, which weighs me down, / born in Paris near Pontoise town, / and with a stretch of rope my pate / will learn for once my arse’s weight.” On January 5, 1463, the sentence was commuted to banishment from Paris. Nothing further is known of his life.
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
—Iris Murdoch, 1974