The Huguenot: A Tale of the French Protestants. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Huguenot: A Tale of the French Protestants. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Huguenots -- Fiction
Men under such circumstances in general err from an inaccuracy or
deficiency of statement, proceeding from the confusion and uncertainty
of a mind oppressed and agitated by the burthen of important affairs,
or difficult and intricate circumstances. The Count de Morseiul,
however, saw his way clearly, and prepared to tell the King exactly
the words which Herval had made use of, but at the same time to inform
him, that he had much reason to believe that the man was insane, and
that, therefore, but little reliance was to be placed upon his
statement, except so far as the employing of precaution might be
required.
The meditation over all these circumstances fully occupied the time
till his arrival in Paris; and dismounting at his own house, he took
his way alone and on foot towards the Rue des Jacobins. The capital at
that period had but little of the light and graceful architectural
beauty which the citizens have since endeavoured to give it; but there
was, instead, a grey, mysterious looking grandeur about the vast piles
of building of which it was composed, peculiar and entirely
characteristic of the French metropolis. The great height of the
houses, the smallness, in general, of the windows, their multitudes,
their irregularities, the innumerable carriage entrances leading into
court yards where cities and new worlds seemed to be opening on every
side, the intricate alleys and passages that were seen branching here
and there in unknown directions as the stranger took his way through
the streets; every thing, in short, impressed upon the mind, as a keen
and sensible perception, that fact, which, though common to all great
capitals, is generally unfelt, that we are walking in the midst of a
world of human beings with whom we have scarcely one feeling in
sympathy; of whose habits, character, pursuits, pleasures, and pains
we are utterly ignorant; who are living, moving, acting, feeling,
undergoing life's great ordeal, smiling with rapture, writhing with
anguish, melting with the bitter tears of sorrow and regret, inspired
by hope, or palpitating with expectation around us on every side,
without our having the slightest participation in any of their
feelings, with scarcely a knowledge of their existence, and certainly
none of their situation.
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