Eugène DELACROIX (1798-1863). L.A.S., [September 1845?], to Count Albert Grzymala; 2 1/2 pages in-8, addressed. He returns from the waters as ill as he left... "I come back overwhelmed with work that I put aside to try to find a little health two hundred leagues away. So I'm as much a prisoner as I was before; I will, however, go once to kiss you at the opera, on a day when I won't have to work, because those days I'm overwhelmed; after the waters I should have had some rest, some countryside, but the job takes me back in its claws". He heard echoes of his trip to Grzymala, where he "experienced very sweet joys. Chopin had told me all about it and was happy for you. As for me, I've been completely forgotten by these ungrateful people whom I love so much. He is unable to dine in town: "It's too long a session for my throat: I'm literally exhausted after an hour's conversation. So I'll go and surprise you in your dressing room"...