Every generation experiences its own excitement on discovering the great era of European Romanticism. Few have enjoyed as fine an account of one of its defining moments as Linda Kelly’s The Young Romantics. First published in 1976, it was instantly acclaimed as a small classic. In the best tradition of belle-lettres, it managed to evoke a sweep of literary history without the tax on time or eye-sight required by the door-stopper biographies of following decades. As Graham Greene wrote to the author: ‘I have been reading with delight The Young Romantics – I admire it for its brevity and the narrative skill which keeps so many characters moving on their parallel or intersecting lines year by year.’ To have written about one of the great figures of the French Romantic revolution with such novella-like compactness would have been a feat. To have embraced all of them in this way was prodigious. Richard Holmes, doyen of Romantic biographers, noted in a review: ‘To recapitulate the celebrated affairs between Vigny and Marie Dorval, Marie Dorval and George Sand, George Sand and Alfred de Musset, Hugo and Juliette Drouet, Madame Hugo and Sainte-Beuve, Sainte-Beuve and Hugo, requires more dexterity than I possess. Suffice it to say that Linda Kelly manages skilfully and not unkindly and that though the “romantic triangle” is much in evidence, geometry has yet to invent the polygon to which these emotional intricacies of domestic Parisian life under Louis-Philippe’s reign conform.’