Marie Antoinette and the Downfall of RoyaltyImbert de Saint-Amand
History
Marie Antoinette and the Downfall of Royalty
Imbert de Saint-Amand
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799; Marie Antoinette, Queen, consort of Louis XVI, King of France, 1755-1793
Paris in 1792 is no longer what it was in 1789. In 1789, the old
French society was still brilliant. The past endured beside the
present. Neither names nor escutcheons, neither liveries nor places at
court, had been suppressed. The aristocracy and the Revolution lived
face to face. In 1792, the scene has changed. The Paris of the
nobility is no longer in Paris, but at Coblentz. The Faubourg
Saint-Germain is like a desert. Since June, 1790, armorial bearings
have been taken down. The blazons of ancient houses have been broken
and thrown into the gutters. No more display, no more liveries, no
more carriages with coats-of-arms on their panels. Titles and manorial
names are done away with. The Duke de Brissac is called M. Cossé; the
Duke de Caraman, M. Riquet; the Duke d'Aiguillon, M. Vignerot. The
_Almanach royal_ of 1792 mentions not a single court appointment.
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In 1789, it was still an exceptional thing for the nobility to
emigrate. In 1792, it is the rule. Those among the nobles who have
had the courage to remain at Paris in the midst of the furnace, so as
to make a rampart for the King of their bodies, seem half ashamed of
their generous conduct. The illusions of worldliness have been
dispelled. Nearly every salon was open in 1789. In 1792, they are
nearly all closed; those of the magistrates and the great capitalists
as well as those of the aristocracy. Etiquette is still observed at
the Tuileries, but there is no question of fêtes; no balls, no
concerts, none of that elegance and animation which once made the court
a rendezvous of pleasures. In 1789, illusions, dreams, a naïve
expectation of the age of gold, were to be found everywhere. In 1792,
eclogues and pastoral poetry are beginning to go out of fashion. The
diapason of hatred is pitched higher. Already there is powder and a
smell of blood in the air. A general instinct forebodes that France
and Europe are on the verge of a terrible duel. On both sides passions
have touched their culminating point. Distrust and uneasiness are
universal. Every day the despotism of the clubs becomes more
threatening. The Jacobins do not reign yet, but they govern. Deputies
who, if left to their own impulses, would vote on the conservative
side, pronounce for the Revolution solely through fear of the
demagogues. In 1789, the religious sentiment still retained power
among the {3} masses. In 1792, irreligion and atheism have wrought
their havoc. In 1789, the most ardent revolutionists, Marat, Danton,
Robespierre, were all royalists. At the beginning of 1792, the
republic begins to show its face beneath the monarchical mask.
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