VIVIEN Renée (Pauline Tarn, known as) [London, 1877 - Paris, 1909], English woman of letters of French expression. Set of 10 letters and 1 card, addressed to Nathalie Barney. From 1900 to 1906; in-8° format. We will quote some excerpts : " I send you some verses... Do you like them? I only like them halfway, which is already a lot! You forgot that you wanted to kill yourself for me... "It is a very sorry Pauline who writes you. I must have hurt you at last and I am so afraid you will judge me severely. When I think that a telegram is going to tell you in a banal and brutal way that I am staying another week in London, I feel like crying"; "This morning, I had an infinite joy in my heart when I received your letter, my beloved"; "This morning, I had a faint ray of hope, I thought I might be able to join you soon, or even right away, alas, alas, alas"; "Your servant came to say that you would join us at the theater. But there is no theater!"; "Why do you insist on vainly reviving moral things, Nathalie? You have not understood: what I was looking for from you was the memory and nothing else. I only wonder why you bothered me to see me again, if it was only to humiliate me and disgust me even more. Farewell, since I will never see you again in my life"; "And here is the book, my night flower. And here are my memories. Tell Madame Mardrus (not from me, from you!), it is her, as she revealed herself to me one day, in ardor and in sadness"; "Beware of Lottie. I think I told you that the success of seduction in my house was very cleverly prepared and combined."; "I can't come, excuse me my beloved and sweetheart. I am in the grip of one of my black and savage melancholy fits"; "I am not going to the country after all my Little One. They left so early that I was able to find an excuse not to accompany them."