Part 2

A pious Capuchin explained her dream to her Art of satisfying people even while he reproved their requests Asked the King a hundred questions, which is not the fashion Because the Queen has only the rinsings of the glass Duplicity passes for wit, and frankness is looked upon as folly Even doubt whether he believes in the existence of a God Follies and superstitions as the rosaries and other things Formerly the custom to swear horridly on all occasions Great filthiness in the interior of their houses Great things originated from the most insignificant trifles He always slept in the Queen's bed He had good natural wit, but was extremely ignorant He was a good sort of man, notwithstanding his weaknesses Her teeth were very ugly, being black and broken (Queen) I am unquestionably very ugly I formed a religion of my own I have seldom been at a loss for something to laugh at I never take medicine but on urgent occasions It was not permitted to argue with him Jewels and decoration attract attention (to the ugly) Louis XIV. scarcely knew how to read and write Made his mistresses treat her with all becoming respect My husband proposed separate beds No man more ignorant of religion than the King was Nobility becoming poor could not afford to buy the high offices Not lawful to investigate in matters of religion Robes battantes for the purpose of concealing her pregnancy Seeing myself look as ugly as I really am (in a mirror) So great a fear of hell had been instilled into the King Soon tired of war, and wishing to return home (Louis XIV) The old woman (Madame Maintenon) To die is the least event of my life (Maintenon) To tell the truth, I was never very fond of having children You are a King; you weep, and yet I go You never look in a mirror when you pass it

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY DUCH D'ORLEANS, V2 [CM#19][cm19b10.txt]3856

Always has a fictitious malady in reserve I had a mind, he said, to commit one sin, but not two I wished the husband not to be informed of it Old Maintenon Provided they are talked of, they are satisfied That what he called love was mere debauchery

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY DUCH D'ORLEANS, V3 [CM#20][cm20b10.txt]3857

Bad company spoils good manners Duc de Grammont, then Ambassador, played the Confessor Frequent and excessive bathing have undermined her health It is an unfortunate thing for a man not to know himself Like will to like

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY DUCH D'ORLEANS, V4 [CM#21][cm21b10.txt]3858

But all shame is extinct in France Exclaimed so long against high head-dresses Honour grows again as well as hair I thought I should win it, and so I lost it If I should die, shall I not have lived long enough? Only your illegitimate daughter Original manuscripts of the Memoirs of Cardinal Retz She never could be agreeable to women Since becoming Queen she had not had a day of real happiness Stout, healthy girl of nineteen had no other sins to confess Subject to frequent fits of abstraction Throw his priest into the Necker

ENTIRE MEMOIRS LOUIS XIV, BY DUCH D'ORLEANS [CM#22][cm22b10.txt]3859

A pious Capuchin explained her dream to her Always has a fictitious malady in reserve Art of satisfying people even while he reproved their requests Asked the King a hundred questions, which is not the fashion Bad company spoils good manners Because the Queen has only the rinsings of the glass But all shame is extinct in France Duc de Grammont, then Ambassador, played the Confessor Duplicity passes for wit, and frankness is looked upon as folly Even doubt whether he believes in the existence of a God Exclaimed so long against high head-dresses Follies and superstitions as the rosaries and other things Formerly the custom to swear horridly on all occasions Frequent and excessive bathing have undermined her health Great filthiness in the interior of their houses Great things originated from the most insignificant trifles He had good natural wit, but was extremely ignorant He always slept in the Queen's bed He was a good sort of man, notwithstanding his weaknesses Her teeth were very ugly, being black and broken (Queen) Honour grows again as well as hair I thought I should win it, and so I lost it I never take medicine but on urgent occasions I wished the husband not to be informed of it I have seldom been at a loss for something to laugh at I am unquestionably very ugly I had a mind, he said, to commit one sin, but not two I formed a religion of my own If I should die, shall I not have lived long enough? It is an unfortunate thing for a man not to know himself It was not permitted to argue with him Jewels and decoration attract attention (to the ugly) Like will to like Louis XIV. scarcely knew how to read and write Made his mistresses treat her with all becoming respect My husband proposed separate beds No man more ignorant of religion than the King was Nobility becoming poor could not afford to buy the high offices Not lawful to investigate in matters of religion Old Maintenon Only your illegitimate daughter Original manuscripts of the Memoirs of Cardinal Retz Provided they are talked of, they are satisfied Robes battantes for the purpose of concealing her pregnancy Seeing myself look as ugly as I really am (in a mirror) She never could be agreeable to women Since becoming Queen she had not had a day of real happiness So great a fear of hell had been instilled into the King Soon tired of war, and wishing to return home (Louis XIV) Stout, healthy girl of nineteen had no other sins to confess Subject to frequent fits of abstraction That what he called love was mere debauchery The old woman (Madame Maintenon) Throw his priest into the Necker To tell the truth, I was never very fond of having children To die is the least event of my life (Maintenon) You never look in a mirror when you pass it You are a King; you weep, and yet I go

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY THE DUC de SAINT-SIMON

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V1 [CM#23][cm23b10.txt]3860

Aptitude did not come up to my desire Believed that to undertake and succeed were only the same things Exceeded all that was promised of her, and all that I had hoped He had pleased (the King) by his drugs King was being wheeled in his easy chair in the gardens Less easily forget the injuries we inflict than those received Make religion a little more palpable Manifesto of a man who disgorges his bile Mightily tired of masters and books More facility I have as King to gratify myself My wife went to bed, and received a crowd of visitors People who had only sores to share Persuaded themselves they understood each other Received all the Court in her bed Saw peace desired were they less inclined to listen to terms Spark of ambition would have destroyed all his edifice Sulpicians The safest place on the Continent Wise and disdainful silence is difficult to keep under reverses With him one's life was safe

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V2 [CM#24][cm24b10.txt]3861

But with a crawling baseness equal to her previous audacity He limped audaciously Height to which her insignificance had risen His death, so happy for him and so sad for his friends His habits were publicly known to be those of the Greeks In order to say something cutting to you, says it to himself Madame de Maintenon in returning young and poor from America No means, therefore, of being wise among so many fools Omissions must be repaired as soon as they are perceived Pope excommunicated those who read the book or kept it She lose her head, and her accomplice to be broken on the wheel The clergy, to whom envy is not unfamiliar The porter and the soldier were arrested and tortured Whitehall, the largest and ugliest palace in Europe World; so unreasoning, and so little in accord with itself

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V3 [CM#25][cm25b10.txt]3862

A King's son, a King's father, and never a King Capacity was small, and yet he believed he knew everything He was accused of putting on an imperceptible touch of rouge Monseigneur, who had been out wolf-hunting Never been able to bend her to a more human way of life Spoke only about as much as three or four women Supported by unanswerable reasons that did not convince The most horrible sights have often ridiculous contrasts The nothingness of what the world calls great destinies Whatever course I adopt many people will condemn me

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V4 [CM#26][cm26b10.txt]3863

His great piety contributed to weaken his mind Of a politeness that was unendurable Reproaches rarely succeed in love Spoil all by asking too much Teacher lost little, because he had little to lose There was no end to the outrageous civilities of M. de Coislin

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V5 [CM#27][cm27b10.txt]3864

Imagining themselves everywhere in marvellous danger of capture Oh, my lord! how many virtues you make me detest Polite when necessary, but insolent when he dared Promotion was granted according to length of service

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V6 [CM#28][cm28b10.txt]3865

Compelled to pay, who would have preferred giving voluntarily Conjugal impatience of the Duc de Bourgogne Desmarets no longer knew of what wood to make a crutch He was so good that I sometimes reproached him for it Indiscreet and tyrannical charity Jesuits: all means were good that furthered his designs Said that if they were good, they were sure to be hated

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V7 [CM#29][cm29b10.txt]3866

Found it easier to fly into a rage than to reply

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V8 [CM#30][cm30b10.txt]3867

A king is made for his subjects, and not the subjects for him A lingering fear lest the sick man should recover Danger of inducing hypocrisy by placing devotion too high For want of better support I sustained myself with courage Interests of all interested painted on their faces Never was a man so ready with tears, so backward with grief Suspicion of a goitre, which did not ill become her The shortness of each day was his only sorrow

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V9 [CM#31][cm31b10.txt]3868

Admit our ignorance, and not to give fictions and inventions Arranged his affairs that he died without money For penance: "we must make our servants fast" The argument of interest is the best of all with monks

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V10 [CM#32][cm32b10.txt]3869

Depopulated a quarter of the realm He liked nobody to be in any way superior to him He was born bored; he was so accustomed to live out of himself He was scarcely taught how to read or write It is a sign that I have touched the sore point Pope not been ashamed to extol the Saint-Bartholomew Revocation of the edict of Nantes Seeing him eat olives with a fork! Touched, but like a man who does not wish to seem so Unreasonable love of admiration, was his ruin Who counted others only as they stood in relation to himself

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V11 [CM#33][cm33b10.txt]3870

Scarcely any history has been written at first hand

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V12 [CM#34][cm34b10.txt]3871

He was often firm in promises

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V13 [CM#35][cm35b10.txt]3872

A cardinal may be poisoned, stabbed, got rid of altogether Enriched one at the expense of the other Few would be enriched at the expense of the many I abhorred to gain at the expense of others Juggle, which put the wealth of Peter into the pockets of Paul Not allowing ecclesiastics to meddle with public affairs People with difficulty believe what they have seen Rome must be infallible, or she is nothing

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V14 [CM#36][cm36b10.txt]3873

Countries of the Inquisition, where science is a crime Ignorance and superstition the first of virtues

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON, V15 [CM#37][cm37b10.txt]3874

A good friend when a friend at all, which was rare Artagnan, captain of the grey musketeers Death came to laugh at him for the sweating labour he had taken From bad to worse was easy Others were not allowed to dream as he had lived We die as we have lived, and 'tis rare it happens otherwise

ENTIRE MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XIV, BY SAINT-SIMON [CM#38][cm38b10.txt]3875

A cardinal may be poisoned, stabbed, got rid of altogether A good friend when a friend at all, which was rare A King's son, a King's father, and never a King A lingering fear lest the sick man should recover A king is made for his subjects, and not the subjects for him Admit our ignorance, and not to give fictions and inventions Aptitude did not come up to my desire Arranged his affairs that he died without money Artagnan, captain of the grey musketeers Believed that to undertake and succeed were only the same things But with a crawling baseness equal to her previous audacity Capacity was small, and yet he believed he knew everything Compelled to pay, who would have preferred giving voluntarily Conjugal impatience of the Duc de Bourgogne Countries of the Inquisition, where science is a crime Danger of inducing hypocrisy by placing devotion too high Death came to laugh at him for the sweating labour he had taken Depopulated a quarter of the realm Desmarets no longer knew of what wood to make a crutch Enriched one at the expense of the other Exceeded all that was promised of her, and all that I had hoped Few would be enriched at the expense of the many For penance: "we must make our servants fast" For want of better support I sustained myself with courage Found it easier to fly into a rage than to reply From bad to worse was easy He had pleased (the King) by his drugs He limped audaciously He was often firm in promises He was so good that I sometimes reproached him for it He was born bored; he was so accustomed to live out of himself He liked nobody to be in any way superior to him He was scarcely taught how to read or write He was accused of putting on an imperceptible touch of rouge Height to which her insignificance had risen His death, so happy for him and so sad for his friends His habits were publicly known to be those of the Greeks His great piety contributed to weaken his mind I abhorred to gain at the expense of others Ignorance and superstition the first of virtues Imagining themselves everywhere in marvellous danger of capture In order to say something cutting to you, says it to himself Indiscreet and tyrannical charity Interests of all interested painted on their faces It is a sign that I have touched the sore point Jesuits: all means were good that furthered his designs Juggle, which put the wealth of Peter into the pockets of Paul King was being wheeled in his easy chair in the gardens Less easily forget the injuries we inflict than those received Madame de Maintenon in returning young and poor from America Make religion a little more palpable Manifesto of a man who disgorges his bile Mightily tired of masters and books Monseigneur, who had been out wolf-hunting More facility I have as King to gratify myself My wife went to bed, and received a crowd of visitors Never been able to bend her to a more human way of life Never was a man so ready with tears, so backward with grief No means, therefore, of being wise among so many fools Not allowing ecclesiastics to meddle with public affairs Of a politeness that was unendurable Oh, my lord! how many virtues you make me detest Omissions must be repaired as soon as they are perceived Others were not allowed to dream as he had lived People who had only sores to share People with difficulty believe what they have seen Persuaded themselves they understood each other Polite when necessary, but insolent when he dared Pope excommunicated those who read the book or kept it Pope not been ashamed to extol the Saint-Bartholomew Promotion was granted according to length of service Received all the Court in her bed Reproaches rarely succeed in love Revocation of the edict of Nantes Rome must be infallible, or she is nothing Said that if they were good, they were sure to be hated Saw peace desired were they less inclined to listen to terms Scarcely any history has been written at first hand Seeing him eat olives with a fork! She lose her head, and her accomplice to be broken on the wheel Spark of ambition would have destroyed all his edifice Spoil all by asking too much Spoke only about as much as three or four women Sulpicians Supported by unanswerable reasons that did not convince Suspicion of a goitre, which did not ill become her Teacher lost little, because he had little to lose The clergy, to whom envy is not unfamiliar The porter and the soldier were arrested and tortured The shortness of each day was his only sorrow The most horrible sights have often ridiculous contrasts The argument of interest is the best of all with monks The nothingness of what the world calls great destinies The safest place on the Continent There was no end to the outrageous civilities of M. de Coislin Touched, but like a man who does not wish to seem so Unreasonable love of admiration, was his ruin We die as we have lived, and 'tis rare it happens otherwise Whatever course I adopt many people will condemn me Whitehall, the largest and ugliest palace in Europe Who counted others only as they stood in relation to himself Wise and disdainful silence is difficult to keep under reverses With him one's life was safe World; so unreasoning, and so little in accord with itself

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET and PRINCESS LAMBALLE

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET, V1 [CM#39][cm39b10.txt]3876

A liar ought to have a good memory Because he is fat, he is thought dull and heavy Danger of confiding the administration to noblemen Do not repulse him in his fond moments He who quits the field loses it Money the universal lever, and you are in want of it Offering you the spectacle of my miseries Sentiment is more prompt, and inspires me with fear Sworn that she had thought of nothing but you all her life To despise money, is to despise happiness, liberty... We look upon you as a cat, or a dog, and go on talking When the only security of a King rests upon his troops You tell me bad news: having packed up, I had rather go

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET, V2 [CM#40][cm40b10.txt]3877

Air of science calculated to deceive the vulgar Bad habit of talking very indiscreetly before others Clouds--you may see what you please in them Dared to say to me, so he writes Dead always in fault, and cannot be put out of sight too soon French people do not do things by halves Fresh proof of the intrigues of the Jesuits How difficult it is to do good I dared not touch that string Infinite astonishment at his sharing the common destiny Madame made the Treaty of Sienna Pension is granted on condition that his poems are never printed Pleasure of making a great noise at little expense Sending astronomers to Mexico and Peru, to measure the earth She always says the right thing in the right place She drives quick and will certainly be overturned on the road

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET, V3 [CM#41][cm41b10.txt]3878

Embonpoint of the French Princesses Few individuals except Princesses do with parade and publicity Frailty in the ambitious, through which the artful can act Laughed at qualities she could not comprehend Mind well stored against human casualties Policy, in sovereigns, is paramount to every other Quiet work of ruin by whispers and detraction Ridicule, than which no weapon is more false or deadly Salique Laws Thank Heaven, I am out of harness Traducing virtues the slanderers never possessed Underrated what she could not imitate Where the knout is the logician

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET, V4 [CM#42][cm42b10.txt]3879

Fatal error of conscious rectitude Feel themselves injured by the favour shown to others Listeners never hear any good of themselves Only retire to make room for another race Regardlessness of appearances

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET, V5 [CM#43][cm43b10.txt]3880

Beaumarchais sent arms to the Americans Educate his children as quietists in matters of religion It is an ill wind that blows no one any good Judge of men by the company they keep Les culottes--what do you call them?' 'Small clothes' My little English protegee No phrase becomes a proverb until after a century's experience We say "inexpressibles" Wish art to eclipse nature

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET, V6 [CM#44][cm44b10.txt]3881

And scarcely a woman; for your answers are very short Can make a Duchess a beggar, but cannot make a beggar a Duchess Canvassing for a majority to set up D'Orleans Clergy enjoyed one-third the national revenues Declaring the Duke of Orleans the constitutional King Foolishly occupying themselves with petty matters Many an aching heart rides in a carriage Over-caution may produce evils almost equal to carelessness Panegyric of the great Edmund Burke upon Marie Antoinette People in independence are only the puppets of demagogues Revolution not as the Americans, founded on grievances Suppression of all superfluous religious institutions The King remained as if paralysed and stupefied These expounders--or confounders--of codes To be accused was to incur instant death Who confound logic with their wishes

MEMOIRS OF LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET, V7 [CM#45][cm45b10.txt]3882

Honesty is to be trusted before genius More dangerous to attack the habits of men than their religion

THE ENTIRE LOUIS XV./XVI, BY HAUSSET [CM#46][cm46b10.txt]3883