The Branding Needle; or, The Monastery of Charolles: A Tale of the First Communal CharterSue, Eugène
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The Branding Needle; or, The Monastery of Charolles: A Tale of the First Communal Charter
Sue, Eugène
Brunehaut, Queen, consort of Sigebert, King of Austrasia, 534-613; France -- History -- To 987 -- Fiction
By the faith of a Vagre! That passage from the prelude to the Salic Law
always recurs to the mind when Frankish kings or queens are on the
tapis. Let us enter the lair of Brunhild--splendid lair! Not rustic is
this burg, like Neroweg's, the large burg that we old Vagres reduced to
ashes! No; this great Queen has a refined taste. One of her passions is
for architecture. The noble woman loves the ancient arts of Greece and
Italy. Aye, she loves art! Regale your sight with the magnificent castle
that she built at Chalon-on-the-Saone, the capital of Burgundy.
Magnificent as are all her other castles, none, not even that of
Bourcheresse, can compare with her royal residence, the superb gardens
of which stretch to the very banks of the Saone. It is a palace at once
gorgeous and martial. In these days of incessant feuds, kings and
seigneurs always turn their homes into fortifications. So also did
Brunhild. Her palace is girt by thick walls, flanked with massive
towers. One only entrance--a vaulted passage closed at its two
extremities by enormous iron-barred doors--leads within. Night and day
Brunhild's men-at-arms mount guard in the vault. In the inside
courtyards are numerous other lodges for horsemen and footmen. The halls
of the palace are vast; they are paved in marble or in mosaics, and are
ornamented with colonnades of jasper, porphyry and alabaster surmounted
with capitals of gilded bronze. These architectural wonders,
masterpieces of art, the spoils of the temples and palaces of Gaul, were
transported with the help of an immense number of relays of slaves and
beasts of burden from their original and distant sites to the palace of
the Queen. These vast and gorgeous halls, which are furthermore stored
with massive ivory, gold and silver furniture, with exquisitely wrought
pagan statues, with precious vases and tripods, are but vestibules to
the private chamber of Brunhild. The sun has just risen. The spacious
halls are filling with the Queen's domestic slaves, with officers of her
troops, with high dignitaries of her establishment--chamberlains,
equerries, stewards, constables--all coming to receive their mistress's
orders.
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