Memoirs of Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough, and of the Court of Queen Anne Vol. 2 (of 2) — John Shaqi
Memoirs of Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough, and of the Court of Queen Anne Vol. 2 (of 2)Thomson, A. T., Mrs.
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Memoirs of Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough, and of the Court of Queen Anne Vol. 2 (of 2)
Thomson, A. T., Mrs.
Great Britain -- Court and courtiers -- Biography; Marlborough, Sarah Jennings Churchill, Duchess of, 1660-1744
1703. The Duke of Marlborough passed the summer of this year in
fruitless attempts to stimulate the timid spirit of the Dutch generals
with whom, as commander-in-chief, he was destined to co-operate, and to
unite the discordant opinions by which his operations against the French
were weakened, and his plans wholly frustrated. So harassed and
dispirited was the great commander at this time, when all his
persuasions could not avail to induce the allied armies to attack the
French lines, that he looked forward with something like pleasure to the
projected siege of Limburg, as to a sort of episode to his weary
existence amongst his friendly, but obstinate coadjutors. One painful
and inconvenient effect of mental anxiety continually attacked the Duke,
in the cruel form of continual and severe headache. To this, and to the
harassed frame and dejected spirits of which it was a concomitant, he
refers, when writing to the Duchess, in terms which ought to have made
an affectionate wife careful lest she should increase his uneasiness by
any line of conduct which she could possibly avoid.
“When[15] I last writ to you, I was so much disordered, that I writ in
very great pain. I cannot say I am yet well, for my head aches
violently, and I am afraid you will think me lightheaded, when I tell
you that I go to-morrow to the siege of Limburg, in hopes to recover my
health. But it is certainly true that I shall have more quiet there than
I have here; for I have been these last six days in a perpetual dispute,
and there I shall have nobody but such as will willingly obey me.”
The Duchess was too much absorbed in her own schemes, to regard the
unkindness and impropriety of adding to her husband’s perplexities,
which were already sufficiently overpowering, and which demanded an
undisturbed attention. She was carried along, as it were, by a torrent.
Her hopes, her endeavours, centered all in one point; the abasement of
the high church party, and the establishment of the Whigs at the head of
affairs, were the objects of her political existence. To accomplish this
purpose, she now employed all the force of her arguments, not only to
convert the Duke, but by correspondence, and in conversation, to sway
the mind of her sovereign, and bend it to her purpose.
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