Page:Madame Rolland (Blind 1886).djvu/117

Rh eyes see only death in front of me now that Turgot is gone. The rest of my days must be all bitterness."

Two years later, in 1778, both Voltaire and Rousseau died within a few months of each other, and the revolution which they had inaugurated in the spirit took bodily form, and entered on the stormy scene of action in the volcanic Mirabeau, the noble Madame Roland, the inexorable Robespierre.