Léopold enlisted in the army of Revolutionary France at fourteen. The Hugo family came from Nancy in Lorraine where Victor Hugo's grandfather was a wood merchant. He was the youngest son of Joseph Léopold Sigisbert Hugo (1774–1828), a general in the Napoleonic army, and Sophie Trébuchet (1772–1821) the couple had two other sons: Abel Joseph (1798–1855) and Eugène (1800–1837).
Victor-Marie Hugo was born on 26 February 1802 in Besançon in Eastern France. He was honoured by interment in the Panthéon. His opposition to absolutism and his literary stature established him as a national hero. His work touched upon most of the political and social issues and the artistic trends of his time. Though he was a committed royalist when young, Hugo's views changed as the decades passed, and he became a passionate supporter of republicanism, serving in politics as both deputy and senator. He produced more than 4,000 drawings in his lifetime, and campaigned for social causes such as the abolition of capital punishment. Many of his works have inspired music, both during his lifetime and after his death, including the opera Rigoletto and the musicals Les Misérables and Notre-Dame de Paris. Hugo was at the forefront of the Romantic literary movement with his play Cromwell and drama Hernani. In France, Hugo is renowned for his poetry collections, such as Les Contemplations ( The Contemplations) and La Légende des siècles ( The Legend of the Ages). His most famous works are the novels The Hunchback of Notre-Dame (1831) and Les Misérables (1862). He is considered to be one of the greatest French writers of all time.
During a literary career that spanned more than sixty years, he wrote in a variety of genres and forms. Only the great rose of the façade, whose thousand colours were engulfed by a horizontal sunbeam, shone in the shadows like a jumble of diamonds and echoed their dazzling spectre at the other end of the nave.Victor-Marie Hugo ( French: ( listen) 26 February 1802 – ) was a French Romantic writer and politician. The counter-naves were full of darkness, and the lamps of the chapels were beginning to twinkle, the vaults becoming black. “The cathedral was already dark and deserted. Its rays, more and more horizontal, are slowly withdrawing from the pavement of the square, and rise along the steep façade, with the thousand round bumps protruding from their shadows, while the great central rose blazes like the eye of a cyclops inflamed by the reverberations of the forge.” A light in the heart of darkness It is the moment when the sun, already heading for the horizon, looks almost directly opposite the cathedral. Especially on those days of clarity, warmth and serenity, there comes a time when we must admire the portal of Notre-Dame. “It was one of those spring days of such sweetness and beauty that all of Paris, spread across squares and promenades, celebrated like a Sunday.
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