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Sassbach (Steiermark, Austria) (search for this): chapter 7
lled the gorgeous tapestry of the maturer reign of the Grand Monarque,--that sovereign whom his priests in their liturgy styled the chief work of the Divine hands, and of whom Mazarin said, more truthfully, that there was material enough in him for four kings and one honest man. The Moi-meme of his boyish resolution became the Laetat, c'est moi of his maturer egotism; Spain yielded to France the mastery of the land, as she had already yielded to Holland and England the sea; Turenne fell at Sassbach, Conde sheathed his sword at Chantilly; Bossuet and Bourdaloue, preaching the funeral sermons of these heroes, praised their glories, and forgot, as preachers will, their sins; Vatel committed suicide because His Majesty had not fish enough for breakfast; the Princesse Palatine died in a convent, and the Princesse Conde in a prison; the fair Sevigne chose the better part, and the fairer Montespan the worse; the lovely La Valliere walked through sin to saintliness, and poor Marie de Mancini
Europe (search for this): chapter 7
ed her to the original Maid of Orleans,--an ominous compliment from an English source. The royal army drew near; on July 1, 1652, Mademoiselle heard their drums beating outside. I shall not stay at home to-day, she said to her attendants, at two in the morning; I feel convinced that I shall be called to do some unforeseen act, as I was at Orleans. And she was not far wrong. The battle of the Porte St. Antoine was at hand. Conde and Turenne! The two greatest names in the history of European wars, until a greater eclipsed them both. Conde, a prophecy of Napoleon, a general by instinct, incapable of defeat, insatiable of glory, throwing his marshal's baton within the lines of the enemy, and following it; passionate, false, unscrupulous, mean. Turenne, the precursor of Wellington rather, simple, honest, truthful, humble, eating off his iron camp-equipage to the end of life. If it be true, as the ancients said, that an army of stags led by a lion is more formidable than an arm
Portugal (Portugal) (search for this): chapter 7
nch court, but this middle-aged sensitive plant prepares to close her leaves and be coy. The procession of her wooers files before our wondering eyes, and each the likeness of a kingly crown has on: Louis himself, her bright possibility of twenty years, till he takes her at her own estimate and prefers the Infanta,--Monsieur, his younger brother, Philip IV. of Spain, Charles II. of England, the Emperor of Germany, the Archduke Leopold of Austria,--prospective king of - Holland,the King of Portugal, the Prince of Denmark, the Elector of Bavaria, the Duke of Savoy, Conde's son, and Conde himself. For the last of these alone she seems to have felt any real affection. Their tie was more than cousinly; the same heroic blood of the early Bourbons was in them, they were trained by the same precocious successes, they were only six years apart in age, and they began with that hearty mutual aversion which is so often the parent of love, in impulsive natures. Their flirtation was platonic, b
Austria (Austria) (search for this): chapter 7
, in peace with all the world except his wife. That beautiful and queenly wife, called Anne of Austria (though a Spaniard), -no longer the wild and passionate girl who fascinated Buckingham and embr her, as a lifelong prisoner, to his dastard son. Then, on the royal side, there was Anne of Austria, sufficient unto herself, Queen Regent, and every inch a queen (before all but Mazarin),--from Monarque began in its women. Marie de Medicis had imported the Italian grace and wit,--Anne of Austria the Spanish courtesy and romance; the Hotel de Rambouillet had united the two, and introduced t to attend High Mass on Sundays and holy days ; and her description of the death-bed of Anne of Austria is a most extraordinary jumble of the next world and this. But thus much of devotion was to he Philip IV. of Spain, Charles II. of England, the Emperor of Germany, the Archduke Leopold of Austria,--prospective king of - Holland,the King of Portugal, the Prince of Denmark, the Elector of Bav
Dieppe (France) (search for this): chapter 7
uth; had she won Ferdinand III., Germany might have suffered less by the Peace of Westphalia; had she chosen Alphonso Henry, the house of Braganza would again have been upheld by a woman's hand. But she did none of these things, and her only epitaph is that dreary might-have-been. Nay, not the only one,--for one visible record of her, at least, the soil of France cherishes among its chiefest treasures. When the Paris butterflies flutter for a summer day to the decaying watering-place of Dieppe, some American wanderer, who flutters with them, may cast perchance a longing eye to where the hamlet of Eu stands amid its verdant meadows, two miles away, still lovely as when the Archbishop Laurent chose it out of all the world for his place of eternal rest, six centuries ago. But it is not for its memories of priestly tombs and miracles that the summer visitor seeks it now, nor because the savant love, its ancient sea-margin or its Roman remains; nor is it because the little Biesle wind
Bavaria (Bavaria, Germany) (search for this): chapter 7
prepares to close her leaves and be coy. The procession of her wooers files before our wondering eyes, and each the likeness of a kingly crown has on: Louis himself, her bright possibility of twenty years, till he takes her at her own estimate and prefers the Infanta,--Monsieur, his younger brother, Philip IV. of Spain, Charles II. of England, the Emperor of Germany, the Archduke Leopold of Austria,--prospective king of - Holland,the King of Portugal, the Prince of Denmark, the Elector of Bavaria, the Duke of Savoy, Conde's son, and Conde himself. For the last of these alone she seems to have felt any real affection. Their tie was more than cousinly; the same heroic blood of the early Bourbons was in them, they were trained by the same precocious successes, they were only six years apart in age, and they began with that hearty mutual aversion which is so often the parent of love, in impulsive natures. Their flirtation was platonic, but chronic; and whenever poor, heroic, desolate
Chantilly (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
er reign of the Grand Monarque,--that sovereign whom his priests in their liturgy styled the chief work of the Divine hands, and of whom Mazarin said, more truthfully, that there was material enough in him for four kings and one honest man. The Moi-meme of his boyish resolution became the Laetat, c'est moi of his maturer egotism; Spain yielded to France the mastery of the land, as she had already yielded to Holland and England the sea; Turenne fell at Sassbach, Conde sheathed his sword at Chantilly; Bossuet and Bourdaloue, preaching the funeral sermons of these heroes, praised their glories, and forgot, as preachers will, their sins; Vatel committed suicide because His Majesty had not fish enough for breakfast; the Princesse Palatine died in a convent, and the Princesse Conde in a prison; the fair Sevigne chose the better part, and the fairer Montespan the worse; the lovely La Valliere walked through sin to saintliness, and poor Marie de Mancini through saintliness to sin; Voiture an
Lyons (France) (search for this): chapter 7
now to announce to you the most astonishing circumstance, the most surprising, most marvellous, most triumphant, most bewildering, most unheard-of, most singular, most extraordinary, most incredible, most unexpected, most grand, most trivial, most rare, most common, most notorious, most secret (till to-day), most brilliant, most desirable; indeed, a thing to which past ages afford but one parallel, and that a poor one; a thing which we can scarcely believe at Paris; how can it be believed at Lyons? a thing which excites the compassion of all the world, and the delight of Madame de Rohan and Madame de Hauterive; a thing which is to be done on Sunday, when those who see it will hardly believe their eyes ; a thing which will be done on Sunday, and which might perhaps be impossible on Monday; I cannot possibly announce it; guess it; I give you three guesses; try now. If you will not, I must tell you. M. de Lauzun marries on Sunday, at the Louvre,--whom now? I give you three guesses,--s
Bordeaux (France) (search for this): chapter 7
an army for his relief. Her means were as noble as her ends. She would not surrender the humblest of her friends to an enemy, nor suffer the massacre of her worst enemy by a friend. She threw herself between the fire of two hostile parties at Bordeaux, and, while men were falling each side of her, compelled them to peace. Her deeds rang through Europe. When she sailed from Bordeaux for Paris at last, thirty thousand people assembled to bid her farewell. She was loved and admired by all theBordeaux for Paris at last, thirty thousand people assembled to bid her farewell. She was loved and admired by all the world, except that husband for whom she dared so much,--and the Archbishop of Taen. The respectable Archbishop complained, that this lady did not prove that she had been authorized by her husband, an essential provision, without which no woman can act in law. And Conde himself, whose heart, physically twice as large as other men's, was spiritually imperceptible, repaid this stainless nobleness by years of persecution, and bequeathed her, as a lifelong prisoner, to his dastard son. Then, on
Choisy (France) (search for this): chapter 7
s, grander than the living, the corridors of its half-desolate chateau. It is because these storied walls, often ruined, often rebuilt, still shelter a gallery of historic portraits Now removed. such as the world cannot equal; there is not a Bourbon king, nor a Bourbon battle, nor one great name among the courtier contemporaries of Bourbons, that is not represented there; the Hall of the Guises contains kindred faces, from all the realms of Christendom; the Salon des Rois holds Joan of Arc, sculptured in marble by the hand of a princess; in the drawing-room, Pere la Chaise and Marion de l'orme are side by side, and the angelic beauty of Agnes Sorel floods the great hall with light, like a sunbeam; and in this priceless treasure-house, worth more to France than almost fair Normandy itself,--this gallery of glory, first arranged at Choisy, then transferred hither to console the solitude of a weeping woman,--the wanderer finds the only remaining memorial of La Grande Mademoiselle.
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