The Sword of Honor; or, The Foundation of the French Republic: A Tale of The French RevolutionSue, Eugène
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The Sword of Honor; or, The Foundation of the French Republic: A Tale of The French Revolution
Sue, Eugène
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Fiction
The taking of the Bastille on July 14, 1789, dealt a mortal blow to the
power of the monarchy, the same as its influence and that of the
nobility and the clergy were wiped out when, upon the closing of the
Tennis Court at Versailles, and braving the orders of dissolution
pronounced by Louis XVI, the deputies of the Third Estate constituted
themselves a sovereign, constituent, and inviolable assembly. The
results of that immortal day of the Fourteenth of July were in the
highest degree advantageous to the cause of the people. The King was
forced to return to Paris to render homage to the popular victory, and
threw off the white cockade for the new national tricolor, blue, white,
and red.
The fall of the Bastille re-echoed throughout France. Everywhere the
people and the bourgeoisie of the towns rose against the representatives
of the royal power, and replaced them with municipal governors elected
by the citizens.
This general insurrection against royalty, and against the privileges of
nobility and clergy, threw into affright the Right side of the National
Assembly, where sat the most violent antagonists of the Revolution.
The Center of the Assembly, called by turns the Plain and the Swamp, had
no settled convictions whatsoever. The Left was almost entirely composed
of the deputies of the Third Estate, among whom, famous for their
eloquence, were Sieyes, Duport, and Barnave. On this side also were some
few scattering representatives of the nobility, such as the Duke of
Orleans, the Marquis of Lafayette, the Lameths, and, most illustrious of
all, the elder Mirabeau, a magnificent orator, but corrupt in his
private life. At the extreme Left sat a deputy, then obscure and next to
unknown, but destined soon to become the incarnation of the French
Revolution. 'Twas Maximilien Robespierre, attorney at the bar of Arras.
In one single night, the night of the 4th of August, 1789, the old
feudal edifice crumbled before the determined attitude of the nation. O,
sons of Joel, let us glorify the memory of our obscure ancestors, who
prepared the triumph of the Revolution.
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