(I also admit I find it not a little satisfying that she and Schmeling-Mara were able to negotiate such top salaries out of frugal Fritz the misogynist. Go girls!)
Indeed! And both ended up trying to flee to London with their lovers/husbands, said husband being arrested, and eventually the Maras make it to Prague. I have this quote re the successful Mara escape:
"In 1780 she fell ill, but Frederick refused to allow her to go to a Bohemian spa for a cure. 'But now I began to feel the weight of slavery,' she wrote in her autobiography. 'Not only was I having to bury my fame and fortune with him [Frederick] but also now my health,' so this time she and her husband planned their flight carefully. Describing her emotions on waking up for the first time in the safety of Bohemia, she wrote: 'A magnificent morning awaited my awakening, there was a lawn in front of the house, so I had my tea served there and felt completely happy— O Liberté!'"
"Leidensweg" will never fail to crack me up as a description, I must admit.
Indeed! The Passion of Fritz.
You know, for not having an army at your disposal, Editor, you're doing quite well in the life-or-death fanboying competition with Peter III.
Heinrich: reserving all the obsessiveness for Big Bro.
Yeah, Heinrich/Fritz and Fritz/Voltaire have a lot in common.
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Date: 2019-12-14 09:37 am (UTC)Indeed! And both ended up trying to flee to London with their lovers/husbands, said husband being arrested, and eventually the Maras make it to Prague. I have this quote re the successful Mara escape:
"In 1780 she fell ill, but Frederick refused to allow her to go to a Bohemian spa for a cure. 'But now I began to feel the weight of slavery,' she wrote in her autobiography. 'Not only was I having to bury my fame and fortune with him [Frederick] but also now my health,' so this time she and her husband planned their flight carefully. Describing her emotions on waking up for the first time in the safety of Bohemia, she wrote: 'A magnificent morning awaited my awakening, there was a lawn in front of the house, so I had my tea served there and felt completely happy— O Liberté!'"
"Leidensweg" will never fail to crack me up as a description, I must admit.
Indeed! The Passion of Fritz.
You know, for not having an army at your disposal, Editor, you're doing quite well in the life-or-death fanboying competition with Peter III.
Heinrich: reserving all the obsessiveness for Big Bro.
Yeah, Heinrich/Fritz and Fritz/Voltaire have a lot in common.