Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth CenturyGaribaldi, Giuseppe
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Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth Century
Garibaldi, Giuseppe
Italian fiction -- Translations into English; Rome (Italy) -- History -- 1798-1870 -- Fiction
Death that true type of the equality of human beings--death which
effectually destroys all worldly superiority, and confounds in one
democracy of decay the emperor and the beggar--death, the leveller, must
be astonished at so much difference between the funerals of the rich
and the poor! He must wonder at so much preparation for the burial of a
corpse, and laugh, if death can laugh, at so much mockery of woe, which
is frequently the cover for secret joy in the soul of the greedy heir,
while in the largest number it is mere indifference. Then the hired
weepers--what a pitiful spectacle those are!
We have seen in Moldavia, and we believe the custom is adopted in other
countries, that at the funeral of a Bojar a number of women are hired
to weep, and what tears they shed! what shouts do those miserable beings
utter! As to the grief they must have felt, it was measured by their
pay.
These mourners have sometimes returned to our memory while reading
parliamentary debates during which certain hired people, or those who
hope for hire, burst out into a profusion of "_bravi" and "bravissimi_"
at the insulting speeches, or often at the unprincipled projects, of
this or that prime minister.
Prince T------'s funeral was largely attended, because it was known
that he was a man of mark. Among the crowd of people who followed the
remains, most of them with the greatest indifference, there could be
distinguished a few really sad faces. Those were the friends of the dead
man, Attilio, Muzio, and Gasparo. The latter especially had eyes swollen
by weeping.
The strong nature of the old Roman chief had been shaken by the loss of
his friend and master to whom he had been sincerely attached--a proof
at once of the kindly nature of the prince, and of the faithful heart
of the exile. Was he weeping for the prince? No; for the friend and
benefactor.
Oh, how many true friends might the great of the world possess, if they
would but open their hearts to generosity--if they would soften the
injustice of fate towards those upon whom she lays an unequal hand!
Many there are among the higher classes, I know, who are beneficence
itself, and some of the women of the noblest houses are distinguished
for their amiability and goodness. But these instances are not
sufficient for the suffering multitude; and the majority of the
favorites of fortune are not only indifferent to the unfortunate--they
seem to add voluntarily to their trials.
The duty and the care of good government should be to ameliorate the
poor man's condition; but, unhappily, that duty is unfulfilled, that
care is not undertaken. Government thinks only of its own preservation,
and of strengthening its own position; to this end it exercises
corruption to obtain satellites and accomplices.
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