Rosemonde Gerard

Biography

Edmond Rostand married on April 8th, 1890, in Paris in the church Saint-Augustin, Rosemonde Gerard, which remained then with his/her mother, 107, boulevard Malesherbes. It had Jules Massenet like witness.

As opposed to what one could believe, it had not formed its first name of the meeting of Rose and Edmond: she was called really Rosemonde in a predestined way, and this first name came to him from his/her grandmother, Rosemonde de Valence, girl of the count de Valence and become the woman of the Gerard marshal. In its ascent it counted celebrates it M {{me}} of Genlis. His/her father was the count Gerard, wire of the marshal. Orphan of father, it had in his board of guardians Alexandre Dumas and Leconte de Lisle.

Rosemonde Gerard thus had signed of his true name Pipeaux , appeared in 1889.

The young couple came to live the Malesherbes Boulevard with the n° 107 and, a little later 2, rue Fortuny. It is there that were going to be born Maurice Rostand, then Jean Rostand; in 1897, Rostand bought, 29, rue Alphonse de Neuville, a small hotel which they were to give up in 1900 and to sell then to be fixed at Cambo-the-Baths. But, all in all, their stay in Paris of 1890 to 1900 is always in the same Monceau district, into three home different, but not very distant one of the other, with holidays spent in Luchon and, in 1897, in Boissy-Saint-Leger, around Paris.

Each thought of Edmond Rostand had a rhyme,

each one of its glances a reflection,

each one of its actions a symbol. (Rosemonde)

the dolente inflection of the neck,

long raised lashes and the golden hair fuzzy

And eyes astonished by crimson angelica. (Edmond Rostand, its husband)

Beside the Musardises , and for best including/understanding, it is necessary to place earlier Pipeaux , published one year (1889). They are the mixed accents of two young sentimental poets, who are a little invaluable one and the other and which refine on the double feeling of nature and the love, with a as erudite technique at one as at the other, because Rosemonde Gerard written with as much virtuosity as her husband the fixed-form poems, sonnets, triplets and rondos. It was with happiness the heart of a youth singing, giving confidence to Edmond Rostand and competing with him in the intention encouraging it. To be convinced of its beneficial role, it is enough to open these light Pipeaux and to divide into sheets them a few moments. Nature is very whole present there:

Here of the gardens, the animals, and then here of the insects .

Anna de Noailles was not the first to celebrate the vegetable gardens:

In a plat band with edge of sorrel,

Majestueusement pushed artichokes;

On the wall, above a currant bush;

Hung poudrerized lime chasselas.

Bedonnant gently under the cloche,

the almost ripe melons had the beautiful ones tons russet-red,

flies bourdonnaient with the doors of the greenhouse

And of the blue butterflies flew on cabbages.

But they are also pleasure gardens: lily and pinks, feelings of paddle or twilight, evening of summer or delicate and meticulous japonaisery, moonlight, sketch of village, walk on water, impression of beach, happiness of an young girl on vacation, and these lizard, these cicadas, these frogs, all this fauna of album painted by small keys, which one will find in Chantecler .

Then, they are old stories as calls them the poet, i.e. small always flexible and subtle poems which can be sung and then sonnets, rounds, poems of childhood, the sandman, Christmas, the images of Épinal, the old pieces of furniture, sideboards, jewels old, armchairs shaking, faded ranges, sedan-chair, harpsichord, pastels faded, offices with secrecies, headstocks, cupboards full with “ memories that nobody points out ”.

Lastly, it is the Eternal song , that of the love, naturally:

It is not the fault with us two,

If we like kind…

Pardon of every year

Where I did not know myself…

In spite of us.

All these exquisite worms sang with all the ears of people of 1900. Sung, because much were put in music, by Emmanuel Chabrier in particular, and immediately they had the popularity which they deserved.
Admirable destiny of this young poet who sings at the same time as that it likes and which likes it; it is a new thing in the French literature. Admittedly Mrs. of Lamartine and Mrs. Victor Hugo were intelligent women and well-read women, but they did not write anything in worms; Rosemonde Gerard, if she had not married Edmond Rostand, had been known and famous for its personal value; the glory of her husband eclipsed his own reputation.
In did she suffer in her own love from author? She did not say it. Without personal ambition, it seemed all devoted to the art and the glory of her husband.
Savinien de Cyrano, which was not Bergerac, Rosemonde Gerard had found of it the trace in Seine-et-Oise, with the castle of Mauvières where he lived twenty years. She had told some with her husband…

It is only while forgiving that one is not mistaken (Rosemonde Gerard and Maurice Rostand, extract of a good little devil )

More than woman of theater within the meaning of actress, it was especially poet. She seldom played the comedy, including once in the role of Roxane of Cyrano of Bergerac , with Sarah Bernhardt which gave him the counterpart in Cyrano.

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