The book of the ladies: Illustrious Dames: The Reign and Amours of the Bourbon RégimeBrantôme, Pierre de Bourdeille
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The book of the ladies: Illustrious Dames: The Reign and Amours of the Bourbon Régime
Brantôme, Pierre de Bourdeille
France -- Biography; France -- Court and courtiers; Queens; Women -- Biography
Roman emperors of the olden time, to please the people and give them
pleasure, exhibited games and combats in their theatres; but to give
pleasure to the people of France and gain their friendship, it was
enough to let them often see Queen Marguerite, and enjoy the
contemplation of so divine a face, which she never hid behind a mask
like other ladies of our Court, for nearly all the time she went
uncovered; and once, on a flowery Easter Day at Blois, still being
Madame, sister of the king (although her marriage was then being treated
of), I saw her appear in the procession more beautiful than ever,
because, besides the beauty of her face and form, she was most superbly
adorned and apparelled; her pure white face, resembling the skies in
their serenity, was adorned about the head with quantities of pearls and
jewels, especially brilliant diamonds, worn in the form of stars, so
that the calm of the face and the sparkling jewels made one think of
the heavens when starry. Her beautiful body with its full, tall form was
robed in a gown of crinkled cloth of gold, the richest and most
beautiful ever seen in France. This stuff was a gift made by the Grand
Signior to M. de Grand-Champ, our ambassador, on his departure from
Constantinople,--it being the Grand Signior’s custom to present to those
who are sent to him a piece of the said stuff amounting to fifteen ells,
which, so Grand-Champ told me, cost one hundred crowns the ell; for it
was indeed a masterpiece. He, on coming to France and not knowing how to
employ more worthily the gift of so rich a stuff, gave it to Madame, the
sister of the king, who made a gown of it, and wore it first on the said
occasion, when it became her well--for from one grandeur to another
there is only a hand’s breadth. She wore it all that day, although its
weight was heavy; but her beautiful, rich, strong figure supported it
well and served it to advantage; for had she been a little shrimp of a
princess, or a dame only elbow-high (as I have seen some), she would
surely have died of the weight, or else have been forced to change her
gown and take another.
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