Great leaders: Historic portraits from the great historians
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Great leaders: Historic portraits from the great historians
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A silken web of palace-politics, palace-diplomacy, palace-revolutions
enveloped him. Schemes and counter-schemes, stratagems and conspiracies,
assassinations and poisonings; all the state machinery which worked so
exquisitely in fair ladies’ chambers, to spread havoc and desolation
over a kingdom, were displayed before his eyes. Now campaigning with one
royal brother against Huguenots, now fighting with another on their
side, now solicited by the queen-mother to attempt the life of her son,
now implored by Henry III to assassinate his brother, the Bearnese, as
fresh antagonisms, affinities, combinations, were developed, detected,
neutralized almost daily, became rapidly an adept in Medician
state-chemistry. Charles IX in his grave, Henry III on the throne,
Alençon in the Huguenot camp--Henry at last made his escape. The brief
war and peace of Mercœur succeeded, and the king of Navarre formally
abjured the Catholic creed. The parties were now sharply defined. Guise
mounted upon the League, Henry astride upon the Reformation, were
prepared to do battle to the death. The temporary “war of the amorous”
was followed by the peace of Fleix.
Four years of peace again--four fat years of wantonness and riot
preceding fourteen hungry, famine-stricken years of bloodiest civil war.
The voluptuousness and infamy of the Louvre were almost paralleled in
vice, if not in splendor, by the miniature court at Pau. Henry’s Spartan
grandfather would scarcely have approved the courses of the youth whose
education he had commenced on so simple a scale. For Margaret of
Valois, hating her husband, and living in most undisguised and
promiscuous infidelity to him, had profited by her mother’s lessons. A
seraglio of maids of honor ministered to Henry’s pleasures, and were
carefully instructed that the peace and war of the kingdom were
playthings in their hands. While at Paris royalty was hopelessly sinking
in a poisonous marsh, there was danger that even the hardy nature of the
Bearnese would be mortally enervated by the atmosphere in which he
lived.
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