How the French Invented Love (30 page)

A French general once admitted to me that he had trouble holding back the tears when he reread the letters he had sent his wife from Vietnam. He re-experienced exactly the same emotions that had overwhelmed him thirty years earlier in the midst of the French-Vietnamese hostilities. He wanted to destroy the letters so that no one other than his wife would know how deeply he loved her. I suggested he leave them to a historical archive where they could inspire future generations.

If Cyrano can still move our hearts today, a century after he first appeared onstage, perhaps there is still hope for romantic love. Perhaps we will continue to believe that enduring love is worth striving for, even if we fail to achieve it.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Love Between Men

Verlaine, Rimbaud, Wilde, and Gide

H
E SAYS: “
I
DO NOT LIKE WOMEN.
L
OVE MUST BE REINVENTED.”

Arthur Rimbaud,
A Season in Hell,
1873

Verlaine and Rimbaud. Detail from
Un coin de table
by Henri Fantin-Latour, 1872. Paris: Musée d’Orsay. Copyright Kathleen Cohen.

W
ith the passage of time, the term “gay nineties” has taken on another meaning. “Gay,” as we now use the term, can be applied retrospectively to the late 1890s in connection with the trials of the British playwright Oscar Wilde, which dragged homosexuality into the limelight, not only in England but also in France.

The first trial was instituted by Wilde himself in 1895 against the Marquess of Queensberry, the father of Wilde’s young lover, Lord Alfred Douglas. Wilde claimed that Queensberry had libeled him by saying that he was posing as a “sodomite,” but then went on to incriminate himself as a practicing homosexual during the course of the trial. Once Queensberry had been acquitted, the law went after Wilde and charged him with committing “acts against nature between men.” His friends advised flight to France, but Wilde refused. While he was awaiting trial in the Old Bailey, hundreds of homosexual and bisexual Englishmen fled the country for the Continent, most of them to France.
¹

Since the second trial ended equivocally, with the jury agreeing on only one of the four charges leveled against Wilde, a third trial was ordered. Though he might have jumped bail and fled to France, he stayed put in England. After six days of court deliberations, he was judged guilty on all counts and sentenced to two years of hard labor. Wilde would emerge from the prison experience a broken man. Now a pariah in England, where he had once been the toast of society, he crossed the Channel and settled in France, first in Normandy and then in Paris. He spent his last three years in modest hotels in the rue des Beaux-Arts, openly gay and increasingly destitute. His former lover, Alfred Douglas, known to his friends as Bosie, remained in his life, but so did a string of “rent boys” until Wilde’s death in 1900 at the age of forty-six. His remains were moved to the Père-Lachaise Cemetery in 1909 and still attract a throng of visitors.

Wilde’s story demonstrates the contrast between the British and the French legal treatment of homosexuality. In England, homosexuality between men was made illegal by the Labouchere Amendment of 1885, whereas France, in 1791, had become the first European country to annul its antisodomy laws. With the Napoleonic Code of 1804 and the Penal Law of 1810, the decriminalization of homosexual acts was written into law. This does not mean that homosexuality was socially accepted in France, or that homosexuals were not persecuted, sometimes under other charges, but between the late nineteenth century and World War II, it was probably safer to be a practicing homosexual in France than in England.

The recorded history of homosexuality in France can be traced back to the twelfth century. Remember Conon de Béthune’s story about the chevalier who spurns the love of an aging lady and is then accused by that lady of preferring “the hugs and kisses of a beautiful young boy” to those of women. Writing this some time after the marriage of King Philippe Auguste in 1180, Conon would have been sensitive to the condemnation of homosexual acts by the ecumenical church council of 1179, known as Lateran III. One didn’t take lightly the punishment of burning or beheading.

Throughout the Middle Ages, gays were persecuted by the church, sometimes in conjunction with other crimes, such as embezzlement or misappropriation of funds. A good way to get rid of an enemy or a rival was to accuse him of sodomy. But from the sixteenth century onward, the French generally tolerated same-sex activities by men, especially if the men were aristocrats. After all, some prominent members of the royal family were known to be bisexual or homosexual. For example, it was no secret that Henri II had his male favorites, and that Louis XIV’s younger brother, Philippe d’Orléans, was patently gay.

A few French writers presented male friendship, homoerotic or not, as superior to the love of women. In the sixteenth century, Michel de Montaigne’s attachment to Étienne de La Boétie, immortalized in Montaigne’s essay “On Friendship,” became the prototype for what the French call
une amitié amoureuse
—a loving friendship. Montaigne contrasted heterosexual passion, described as “active, sharp and keen” but also as “fickle, fluctuating and variable,” to the love between male friends, which he saw as constant, temperate, and smooth.

    In the friendship which I am talking about, souls are mingled and confounded in so universal a blending that they efface the seam which joins them together so that it cannot be found. If you press me to say why I loved him, I feel that it cannot be expressed: Because it was him, because it was me.
²

In the lexicon of love, “Parce que c’était lui, parce que c’était moi” (“Because it was he, because it was me”) can stand proudly beside the medieval formula “Ni vous sans moi, ni moi sans vous” (“Neither you without me, neither I without you”). Both expressions emphasize the uniqueness of the individuals and posit the belief that he and she, or he and he, are the
only
persons suitable for one another. Such lovers or friends were, in current lingo, made for each other. In Montaigne’s age, the idea of the “one true love” or the “one true friend” still had credence.

Montaigne, who lost La Boétie when the latter was only thirty-seven, continued to extol their loving friendship above all his other attachments, including his marriage, long after La Boétie’s death. Given Montaigne’s masculinist bias, it didn’t occur to him that women could share the same bonds of friendship as male friends.

A century later, the original Cyrano de Bergerac (1619–1655) made no secret of his homosexuality. A much vaunted soldier and minor writer, he was also an atheist and a libertine, which should have gotten him into trouble with the church, but during the relatively permissive reign of Louis XIII—also suspected of homosexuality—he got away with his heretical beliefs and practices. He was even bold enough to write admiringly of an imaginary planet where men openly pair off with men. When read today, his novel,
Histoire comique des états et empires du soleil
(
Comical History of the States and Empires of the Sun
), first published in 1662, comes across as science fiction way ahead of its time.

By the early eighteenth century, a community of male homosexuals from all social classes had emerged in Paris.
³
Men with similar tastes knew how to find each other in specific cabarets, bars, and taverns or in outdoor areas like the banks of the Seine, the Tuileries, the gardens of the Palais-Royal or the Luxembourg. They had to avoid the attention of the police, who continued to arrest homosexuals when they were caught cruising or in flagrante delicto, though most got off with light sentences. That was not true of two unfortunate homosexuals, burned alive at the Place de Grève on July 5, 1750. Their executions were recorded in the
Encyclopédie
of 1765, and in an observer’s diary, which noted: “The execution was carried out in order to make an example, all the more because it is said that this crime is becoming very common.”
⁴
It seems to have been the last execution for homosexuality in Paris.

Eighteenth-century philosophers, like Voltaire and Diderot (both heterosexuals), were generally on the side of homosexuals as members of a marginalized group harassed by religious authorities. But they also accused the clergy of practicing sodomy among themselves, a practice they attributed to the absence of women in their lives. Was sodomy, they asked, any more unnatural than chastity?

Rousseau, in book 2 of his
Confessions
(1770), recounted a personal incident during his conversion to Catholicism, when he was propositioned by a Moor. Disgusted by the offer, Rousseau turned to one of the priests and was surprised to find tolerance of the practice rather than censure. With a wink to his readers, he concluded that “such things were no doubt general practice in the world.”
⁵

T
he late nineteenth-century French poets Paul Verlaine and Arthur Rimbaud became iconic figures in the history of same-sex love. No educated French person today would be unfamiliar with their poetry or with their short, passionate affair. By all accounts, Rimbaud had a demonic character hidden under an angelic face. His precocious poetry had brought him to Paris from the Ardennes in 1870 when he was only sixteen. Disheveled and dissolute, he proceeded to wreak havoc in the lives of all who tried to protect him, most notably Verlaine, a married man ten years his senior, a new father, a respected poet, and a habitual drunk. Rimbaud insisted, as he would write in his prose poem
Une Saison en Enfer
(
A Season in Hell
), that “love has to be reinvented.” With help from alcohol and hashish, he hoped to arrive at “a disordering of all the senses” that would lead to some kind of mystical union. Instead, Verlaine and Rimbaud ended up in mutual violence.

In 1873, when they were traveling together in Belgium, Verlaine was arrested for having shot Rimbaud in the wrist after one of their violent quarrels. The police report noted that Verlaine carried “marks of active and passive pederasty”—whatever that might mean. Like Wilde, Verlaine had considerable time in prison to reflect upon his unfortunate love affair.

Later, when he returned to Paris, Verlaine lived on pitifully as a drunk dependent on the goodwill of his many admirers. He would continue to write poetry, much of it frankly pornographic, until his death in 1896. His sometime lover, Rimbaud, wrenching himself from poetry and from France, went off to establish his legend as an adventurer in Ethiopa. He would die from bone cancer at the age of thirty-seven.

But despite the well-known relationship of this
drôle de ménage
(Rimbaud’s term meaning “a weird couple”), it was the Englishman Wilde who proved to be more crucial for bringing homosexuals out of the closet in France. His trial and imprisonment inspired sympathetic defenders, as well as outraged detractors, on both sides of the Channel. Wilde’s notorious history opened the gates for a steady stream of French books dealing with gay themes—for example, Pierre Louÿs’
Aphrodite
(1896); André Gide’s
Les nourritures terrestres
(
The Fruits of the Earth
, 1897), and
L’immoraliste
(
The Immoralist
, 1902); Colette’s
Claudine à l’école
(
Claudine at School
, 1900),
Claudine à Paris
(
Claudine in Paris
, 1901), and
Claudine en ménage
(
Claudine Married
, 1902); Natalie Barney’s
Quelques Portraits-Sonnets de Femmes
(
Some Portrait-Sonnets of Women
, 1900); Liane de Pougy’s
Idylle Saphique
(
Sapphic Idyll
, 1901); and Jean Lorrain’s
La Maison Philibert
(
The House of Philibert
, 1904). In 1908, Proust would begin his obsessive portrayal of homosexual characters for his multivolume masterpiece
À la recherche du temps perdu
(
Remembrance of Things Past
), and in 1911, Gide would privately circulate
Corydon
, his treatise on homosexuality.

Allthough most of these works dealt with men, this does not mean that homosexuality among women was unknown. During the incendiary revolutionary period, Marie-Antoinette was accused not only of having male lovers, but also of lesbian activities with her female favorites. She was also accused of incest with her eight-year-old son—a charge so preposterous that even her accusers abandoned it at her trial. Fifty years later, George Sand was mocked as a lesbian because she often wore male trousers, smoked, and was more successful as a writer than all her contemporaries, save Victor Hugo. While she had many male lovers, there is some reason to believe that she was, for a time, sexually intimate with the actress Marie Dorval. Certainly the Sand-Dorval correspondence can be used as evidence of a deep love between them, whether or not it was acted on sexually. Of the Frenchwomen who began to write about female homosexuality around 1900, the one destined to become the most famous was Colette, whom we shall consider in chapter 13 with other lesbian and bisexual women.