Lives of the Queens of England of the House of Hanover, volume 2 (of 2)Doran, Dr. (John)
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Lives of the Queens of England of the House of Hanover, volume 2 (of 2)
Doran, Dr. (John)
Hanover, House of; Queens -- Great Britain -- Biography
Athens had seen no such lively times as marked the period of the
residence there of the Princess. Her balls were brilliant festivities.
In return for them she was permitted to witness the piously ecstatic
dancing of the Dervises (for the city of Minerva was under the
Crescent then), who have plagiarised a maxim of St. Augustine, only
altering it to suit their purpose, as ecstatic persons will do with
sacred texts, and proclaiming _orat qui saltat_. The Princess had
some nerve, and was by no means a fastidious woman, but she saw here
more than she had reckoned upon, and was glad to escape from the
exhibition of uncleanness and ferocity. Athens, however, afforded more
interesting spectacles than this; she exhausted them all, according
to the guide-books and the cicerones; and she gratefully expressed
her pleasure by liberating three hundred captives, whom she found
languishing in the debtors’ prison. The fame of the deed travelled
as swiftly as if it had been a deed disgraceful to the actor, and at
Corinth she was subsequently entertained, during two whole days, with a
profusion and a gaiety that would have gladdened the heart of Laïs, who
was herself so often and so splendidly ‘at home’ in this ancient city.
From Hellas to the Troad was a natural sequence She went thither, as
before, storm-tost--stood on the plain where infidels assert that
Troy had never stood, and, leaning on the arm of the noble and bearded
Bergami, twice crossed the Scamander. With the first day of June she
was in Constantinople, making her entry with Mdlle. Dumont and another
lady, in the springless cart or carriage of the country, drawn by a
pair of lusty bulls. She resided in the house belonging to the British
embassy. It was the last time in the course of her travels that she
found rest and protection beneath our flag. The plague, however, being
then in the city, she quitted it for a residence some fifteen miles
distant, from which she made excursions into the Black Sea, till,
growing weary of the amusement, she once more embarked and spent a week
at sea, on a frail boat, tossed by storms and watched by corsairs; and
at length reaching Scio, sought repose, and indulged in contemplation,
or may be supposed to have done so, in the school of Homer. By the end
of the month she was amid the ruins of Ephesus. Beneath the ruined
vestibule of an ancient church she pitched her tent. The heat was
great even at night, the errant lady was sleepless, and the Baron di
Francino, ever assiduous, watched near his mistress till dawn, and
performed all faithful service required of him.
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