about two o'clock
in the morning
Alas ! some of those who were there would , later , annoy him by their low envy and treason ; but now , in the generous frankness of their youth , they welcomed him as a master . What an intoxicating evening ! Amedee reached his home about two o'clock in the morning , his hands burning with the last grasps , his brain and heart intoxicated with the strong wine of praise . He walked with long and joyful strides through the fairy scene of a beautiful moonlight , in the fresh morning wind which made his clothes flutter and caressed his face . He thought he even felt the breath of fame . Dreams , instead of living Fortunate enough to keep those one loves Learned that one leaves college almost ignorant Paint from nature The sincere age when one thinks aloud Upon my word , there are no ugly ones -LRB- women -RRB- Very young , and was in love with love