The women of the Renaissance : $b A study of feminismMaulde-La-Clavière, R. de (René)
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The women of the Renaissance : $b A study of feminism
Maulde-La-Clavière, R. de (René)
Feminism -- France -- History; Feminism -- Italy -- History; Renaissance; Women -- History -- Renaissance, 1450-1600
The age in which we live, priding itself on its practical spirit, has
neglected this art of conversation. We have almost entirely lost the
feeling for it because of its unpretentiousness, and we declare it
unimportant on the ground that we are no longer platonists and can no
longer find in mere phrases the supreme felicity of life. Yet it is an
art of eminent utility in regard to the charm of existence,—a genuine and
highly intellectual art, an art that in the 18th century was one of our
national glories. By their witty conversation the ladies of the house of
Mortemart did more to make their race illustrious than all the artists
and all the soldiers. Saint-Simon has given us an excellent description
of the talent of three of them, who boasted neither of mysticism nor
perhaps of philosophy—Mesdames de Montespan, de Fontevrault, and de
Thianges: “Their court was the centre of wit, and wit of so special and
fine a savour, yet withal so natural and pleasant, that it came to be
noted for its unique character.... All three possessed it in abundance,
and appeared to impart it to others. This charming sympathy of theirs
still delights us in the survivors of those whom they bred up and
attached to themselves; you could tell them among a thousand in the most
miscellaneous company.” That was the goal aimed at by the 16th-century
women, since it made men immortal, and gave them a full life on earth
meanwhile—since, in a word, it was happiness.
We could scarcely realise the empire certain women exercised if we
neglected to take into account their wonderful conversational powers,
and judged them merely by their writings, or by their letters even.
Justly or unjustly, the writings of Margaret of France met with no
success. Marot, in complimenting his dear princess on them, had recourse
to an evasion of no little ingenuity: “When I see your poems only, I
marvel that people do not admire them more; but when I hear you speak,
I veer completely round, amazed that anyone is so foolish as to marvel
thereat.” Like many others, Margaret held sway through conversation.
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