Heroines of the CrusadesBloss, C. A. (Celestia Angenette)
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Heroines of the Crusades
Bloss, C. A. (Celestia Angenette)
Crusades; Crusades -- Biography; Women -- Biography
The fiend advanced with diabolical grimace, and the whole staging trembled
beneath his tread, while the terrified devotee shrank to the farthest
corner of the cell, and throwing his huge arms round the wooden crucifix,
told his beads with startling volubility. It was evidently the fiend's
object, to detach St. Dunstan from the cross; but the broad-shouldered
priest was more than a match for the sturdy boor, encumbered as he was
with the trappings of his new dignities. A terrible struggle ensued, but
such was the desperate energy with which the saint grasped the holy
symbol, and so intimately was it connected with the whole design of the
performance, that in attempting to drag the priest from its protection,
the stout yeoman tore the crucifix from the altar, the forest from its
foundations, and while the choir were preparing to vociferate a splendid
song of triumph, friar and fiend, angels and apparatus were precipitated
into the yawning purgatory beneath. At the same moment, the man with the
moon abruptly set, leaving the chapel in total darkness. The musical pitch
wavered and quavered, and terminated in shrieks of affright, and the
audience, apprehensive that the devil had not yet his due, fled in most
undignified haste. It was not until the queen had reached her own
apartments, and her tire-women one after another came hurrying to her
presence in ludicrous disarray, that she forgot her fright and gave way to
a genial burst of merriment. The forlorn damsels at length found it
impossible not to join in her mirth, and every fresh arrival was hailed
with irrepressible peals of laughter.
"Welcome, my angeliques," cried the queen. "I feared that your late
promotion would unfit you for mortal duties; but I perceive, with
pleasure, that a foretaste of the punishment that awaits the unfaithful,
has rendered you more than usually alert this evening. For ourself, we
feel the necessity for repose, and will gladly be disrobed for our couch."
Notwithstanding the unsuccessful efforts of her Saxon clerks, Eleanor was
not discouraged. She summoned from Blois a celebrated abbot named William,
who, under her patronage, and assisted by her genius, brought out his
tragedy of Flaura and Marcus, the first appearance of the regular drama in
England.
CHAPTER V.
For close designs and crooked counsels fit,
Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit;
Restless, unfixed in principle and place,
In power unpleased, impatient in disgrace.
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