The Woodman: A Romance of the Times of Richard IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
History
The Woodman: A Romance of the Times of Richard III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Great Britain -- History -- Richard III, 1483-1485 -- Fiction
The person who approached along the battlements was Lord Calverly's
master of the household, come for some explanation from the young
lord, whom he knew right well; and, while he spoke with Fulmer, Sir
Edward Hungerford threw himself into a graceful attitude by one of the
embrasures, and fell into thought--ay, reader, even into thought; for
he was somewhat different in reality from that which he has hitherto
appeared to you. I have only depicted him in certain scenes, and
recorded his sayings and doings therein; and, if you judge other men,
in your actual commerce with the world, by such partial views, you
will make a great mistake--unless indeed you possess that instinct,
the gift of few, which enables some to pierce through all the various
veils with which men cover themselves, and see their real characters
at once in their nakedness. Notwithstanding all the trifling, and the
foppery, and the folly of Sir Edward Hungerford, there was no lack of
brain beneath that frivolous exterior. I do not mean to say that his
apparent tastes and pursuits were altogether assumed. He had a real
fondness for splendour and delicacy of dress, for refinements in
cookery, and softness and smoothness of demeanour. He was inordinately
vain too of his person; and these were certainly defects, ay, and
defects of intellect; for they showed a misappreciation of the worth
of things; but, if you set down every fop for a fool, you will commit
an egregious error. Every man has his weak point, they say, and
foppery is certainly a very great one; but there may be a many strong
points behind, and such was the case with this young knight. He was a
man of undoubted courage, notwithstanding all his care for his fine
person; by no means eager in quarrel, who could hear a jest, or a
taunt, or even a reproach, with great patience, provided it did not
become an insult; but then no one was more ready with his sword. The
man, in short, who wished to fight him, he was ever prepared to fight;
but he never showed any of that assassin-like love of mere fighting,
which has gained many a man, very unjustly, the reputation of great
courage. Not, however, to make him appear better than he really was, I
must say a few words more upon his character. Though he could think
deeply, and sometimes well, upon any subject placed before him, yet he
had no value whatever for the power of thought. His great fault was a
miscomprehension of what is precious and what is valueless in man; and
this affected his estimation of his own qualities as well as those of
others. Whether from a strange but not unusual philosophy, he thought
the trifles of every day life more important to man's happiness, from
their frequent occurrence, than the weighty things of the heart and
mind, or whether the mocking persiflage of the court in which he had
been brought up, had sunk, as it were, into his spirit, and made him
look upon all things equally as trifles, I cannot tell; but certainly
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