Les beaux messieurs de Bois-Doré Vol. 1 (of 2) — John Shaqi
Les beaux messieurs de Bois-Doré Vol. 1 (of 2)Sand, George
History
Les beaux messieurs de Bois-Doré Vol. 1 (of 2)
Sand, George
France -- History -- Louis XIII, 1610-1643 -- Fiction
Monsieur de Bois-Doré's hangings were put together with marvellous
skill, in the sense that several adventures were successfully combined
in a single one, by the agency of distant groups scattered over the
landscape, and the honest nobleman had the pleasure of viewing all the
scenes of his favorite poem while making the circuit of his apartment.
But there were the most absurd drawings and the most impossible
combinations of colors that one can imagine, and there could have been
no better exemplification of the wretched taste, false and insipid,
which in those days was found side by side with Rubens's magnificent
work and the bold and lifelike drawings of Callot.
Every epoch runs thus to extremes; that is why we need never despair of
the one in which we live.
We must recognize the fact, however, that certain periods of the history
of art are more favored than others, and that there are some periods
whereof the taste is so pure and so fruitful, that the sentiment of the
beautiful finds its way into all the details of everyday life and into
all the strata of society.
When the Renaissance is at its height everything assumes a character of
refined originality, and one feels, even in the most trivial details,
that the excitements of social life have marvellously quickened the
flight of the imagination. The imaginative instinct descends from the
region of lofty intellects to the humble artisan; from the palace to the
hovel, nothing can accustom the eye and the mind to the sight of the
ugly and the trivial.
It had already ceased to be so under Louis XIII., and the provincials in
the neighborhood preferred Monsieur de Bois-Doré's modern tapestries
and furniture to the valuable specimens of the style of the last
century, which the _reiters_ had pillaged or broken in his father's
château fifty years before.
As for the marquis, who considered himself artistic, he did not regret
those antiquities, and whenever he could pick up some landscape-dauber
on the highway, he would bid him sketch before his eyes what he
artlessly called his ideas, in the way of furniture and decorations, and
would then have them manufactured at great expense, for he shrank from
no outlay to gratify his mania for tawdry and eccentric splendor.
Thus the château was filled to overflowing with buffets with secret
compartments and curious cabinets,--those wonderful cabinets, like great
boxes with drawers, where the pressure of a spring causes an enchanted
palace in miniature to appear, supported by twisted pillars, incrusted
with enormous false precious stones, and occupied by diminutive figures
in lapis-lazuli, ivory or jasper.
Other cabinets, sheathed in transparent shell over a red ground, with
gleaming copper ornaments in relief, or all inlaid with carved ivory,
contained some marvellous toy, of which the ingenious and mystery-laden
mechanism served to conceal billets-doux, portraits, locks of hair,
rings, flowers and other love-relics dear to the beaux of the period.
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