The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 19, No. 539, March 24, 1832 by Various
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page 30 of 54 (55%)
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The King holds a Council to appoint a successor to the Constable in Italy.
This scene is of stirring interest. The Queen goads the high-minded Bourbon nigh unto madness, and at length breaks out into open insult. Lautrec the brother of Françoise, and despised by Bourbon, is named the governor. In the ceremony Francis addresses Lautrec:-- FRANCIS. With our own royal hand we'll buckle on The sword, that in thy grasp must be the bulwark And lode-star of our host. Approach. QUEEN. Not so. Your pardon, sir; but it hath ever been The pride and privilege of woman's hand To arm the valour that she loves so well: We would not, for your crown's best jewel, bate One jot of our accustom'd state to-day: Count Lautrec, we will arm thee, at our feet: Take thou the brand which wins thy country's wars,-- Thy monarch's trust, and thy fair lady's favour. Why, how now!--how is this!--my lord of Bourbon! If we mistake not, 'tis the sword of office Which graces still your baldrick;--with your leave, We'll borrow it of you. BOURBON (_starting up_.) |
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