- Author:Robert Garnier
- Publisher:Gallimard Education (June 1, 2007)
- Subcategory:Dramas & Plays
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Robert Garnier (1544 – 20 September 1590) was a French tragic poet. He published his first work while still a law-student at Toulouse, where he won a prize (1565) in the Académie des Jeux Floraux.
Robert Garnier (1544 – 20 September 1590) was a French tragic poet. It was a collection of lyrical pieces, now lost, entitled Plaintes amoureuses de Robert Garnier (1565). After some legal practice at the Parisian bar, he became conseiller du roi au siège présidial and sénéchaussée of Le Maine, his native district, and later lieutenant-général criminel
ISBN13:9782070304967. Release Date:June 2007.
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We read this novel for my 4th-year college French class, and I loved it. It's a funny work and provides some good insights into the Enlightenment. Mass Market Paperback.
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