The History of Henry Esmond, Esq., a Colonel in the Service of Her Majesty Queen AnneThackeray, William Makepeace
History
The History of Henry Esmond, Esq., a Colonel in the Service of Her Majesty Queen Anne
Thackeray, William Makepeace
Great Britain -- History -- Anne, 1702-1714 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
As Esmond grew, and observed for himself, he found of necessity much to
read and think of outside that fond circle of kinsfolk who had admitted
him to join hand with them. He read more books than they cared to study
with him; was alone in the midst of them many a time, and passed nights
over labors, futile perhaps, but in which they could not join him. His
dear mistress divined his thoughts with her usual jealous watchfulness
of affection: began to forebode a time when he would escape from his
home-nest; and, at his eager protestations to the contrary, would
only sigh and shake her head. Before those fatal decrees in life are
executed, there are always secret previsions and warning omens. When
everything yet seems calm, we are aware that the storm is coming. Ere
the happy days were over, two at least of that home-party felt that they
were drawing to a close; and were uneasy, and on the look-out for the
cloud which was to obscure their calm.
'Twas easy for Harry to see, however much his lady persisted in
obedience and admiration for her husband, that my lord tired of his
quiet life, and grew weary, and then testy, at those gentle bonds with
which his wife would have held him. As they say the Grand Lama of Thibet
is very much fatigued by his character of divinity, and yawns on
his altar as his bonzes kneel and worship him, many a home-god grows
heartily sick of the reverence with which his family-devotees pursue
him, and sighs for freedom and for his old life, and to be off the
pedestal on which his dependants would have him sit for ever, whilst
they adore him, and ply him with flowers, and hymns, and incense,
and flattery;--so, after a few years of his marriage my honest Lord
Castlewood began to tire; all the high-flown raptures and devotional
ceremonies with which his wife, his chief priestess, treated him, first
sent him to sleep, and then drove him out of doors; for the truth must
be told, that my lord was a jolly gentleman, with very little of the
august or divine in his nature, though his fond wife persisted in
revering it--and, besides, he had to pay a penalty for this love, which
persons of his disposition seldom like to defray: and, in a word, if he
had a loving wife, had a very jealous and exacting one. Then he wearied
of this jealousy; then he broke away from it; then came, no doubt,
complaints and recriminations; then, perhaps, promises of amendment
not fulfilled; then upbraidings not the more pleasant because they
were silent, and only sad looks and tearful eyes conveyed them. Then,
perhaps, the pair reached that other stage which is not uncommon in
married life, when the woman perceives that the god of the honeymoon is
a god no more; only a mortal like the rest of us--and so she looks into
her heart, and lo! vacuae sedes et inania arcana. And now, supposing our
lady to have a fine genius and a brilliant wit of her own, and the magic
spell and infatuation removed from her which had led her to worship as
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