The women of the Renaissance : $b A study of feminismMaulde-La-Clavière, R. de (René)
History
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
In reality, as everybody had his own programme of education, dependent
on no one’s theories or whims, all this fine ardour produced little but
modifications of detail. So men remained faithful to gymnastics and
all the sports—riding, hunting, fishing, tennis, perhaps even to sober
philosophic deambulations in the style of St. Gregory of Nazianzen. But
they held dancing in less abhorrence, and the love of gaming worked havoc.
Music triumphed over its detractors, who had been wont to represent it as
directly tending towards effeminacy and voluptuous impressibility. Now,
on the contrary, it was regarded as a child’s most ennobling avocation
and a precious resource for forming his mind. Instruction in the
principles of design seemed a necessity for men who were called to live
among objects of art, and who, without some practical experience, would
infallibly fall a prey to pinchbeck.
However, it is impossible to deny that a too exclusive development of
the emotional side of their nature did produce, among certain young
men, untoward and even disastrous results. Education had become very
wide-spread; everybody sought after it, rather out of _amour-propre_
than to supply needs they really felt; and the result was that there
was less anxiety to equip solidly a few choice minds than to give the
mass a superficial polish. The world was overrun with amiable young
men, patterns of social accomplishment, knowing how to bow, dancing
well, of excellent table manners, primed moreover with a few tags of
Latin or Greek, living in elegant idleness, and thus the pride of the
good merchant who had the honour of begetting them and keeping the pot
boiling. Their weak point was that they knew too much of life in their
beardless youth: aestheticism had brought them neither illusions nor
enthusiasm; but they were past-masters in the commercial valuation of
some fashionable young lady and her belongings.
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, all these young fellows, good or bad,
took flight in the most diverse directions, and escaped from their mother
for good and all.
She sees them go! Some, the smartest of them, go to Court as brilliant
pages, all ablaze with gold and velvet: the others into some château,
where they combine the duties of head-huntsman and stud-groom, and dine
in the kitchen, hoping to be mentioned in their master’s will.
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