The pronunciation of this speech will derive its greatest beauty from an attention to the Anacoenosis, beginning at the eleventh line.

In the old days, […] he gave no evidences of genius whatsoever. He never read me any of his manuscripts, […] and therefore my lack of detection of his promise may in some degree be pardoned. But he had then none of the oddities and mannerisms which I hold to be inseparable from genius, and which struck my attention in after days when I came in contact with the Celebrity.

His whole constitution was that of an emaciated, suffering man, malarial and gaunt.

She read Renan's Vie de Jésus, and I am now going to lend her the antidote—a tippy little bit of criticism by Pressensé.