The Iron Trevet; or, Jocelyn the Champion: A Tale of the JacquerieSue, Eugène
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The Iron Trevet; or, Jocelyn the Champion: A Tale of the Jacquerie
Sue, Eugène
French fiction -- Translations into English; Jacquerie, 1358 -- Fiction
"A profound truth, Master Marcel. Tyranny ever engenders servitude, and
servitude misery. Only by freeing them from seigniorial tyranny could
the insurrection of the serfs insure to these the enjoyment of the
fruits of the earth which they now cultivate for their own butchers."
"Yes, but all revolution is arduous and rough. It cannot overnight
remedy ills that are the fatal inheritance of the past. Sometimes such
ills are even temporarily aggravated by the remedial revolution, as the
cauterized wound for a while smarts worse than before. These ills, these
sufferings, have been carried to their extreme by the ravages of the
English after the battle of Poitiers. The people have valiantly endured
them, placing their confidence in the revolution of 1357. The city
council, presided over by myself, the 'governors' in short, as the body
is called, have been forced to exercise a temporary dictatorship, often
to resort to energetic and even terrible measures in order to make front
against the English at our gates, and the court party inside of our
walls. The people at first accepted the dictatorship for the sake of the
safety of the city, but they have since fallen away when they found that
we could not instantly meet their expectations of material well-being.
The people are tired of dictatorship, and now in their credulous despair
they lend ear to the mischievous words of their own enemies! They are
ready to withdraw from the struggle instead of finishing the work of
emancipation! The people now deplore their rebellion; they are ready to
curse the councilmen who have sacrificed their repose and their
property, and even exposed their lives in the effort of emancipation.
They imagine that by humbly submitting to the Regent, that by meekly
resuming their yoke, the ills they now suffer from will vanish.
Perchance to-morrow the people will be dragging me to the scaffold, me
who so recently was their idol!" After a few seconds of silence the
provost resumed: "To sum up, we can now barely count with the support of
the masses; Charles the Wicked is a doubtful ally; the Regent a
formidable adversary."
"Unhappily the manifestations of the defection of the people, whom the
manoeuvres of the Regent's party have done their best to promote, have
struck me during the last few days. Must all hope be given up, Master
Marcel?"
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