Royal Memoirs on the French Revolution: Containing, I. A Narrative of the Journey of Louis XVI. and His Family to Varennes, by Madame Royale, Duchess of Angoulême. II. A Narrative of a Journey to Bruxelles and Coblentz in 1791, by Monsieur, Now Louis XVIII. III. Private Memoirs of what Passed in the Temple, from the Imprisonment of the Royal Family to the Death of the Dauphin, by Madame Royale, Duchess of AngoulêmeJ. Murray, 1823 - 302 pagine |
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Pagina 174 - since you will know, it is the head of Madame "de Lamballe that they want to show you.
Pagina 223 - As soon as he heard this, he threw himself into the arms of my mother, and entreated, with violent cries, not to be separated from her. My mother was struck to the earth by this cruel order : she would not part with her son, and she actually defended, against the efforts of the officers, the bed on which she had placed him.
Pagina 257 - For more than a year he had no change of shirt or stockings ; every kind of filth was allowed to accumulate about him, and in his room ; and during all that period nothing of that kind had been removed. His window, which was locked as well as grated, was never opened, and the infectious smell of that horrid room was so dreadful that no one could bear it for a moment.
Pagina 223 - My mother exclaimed, they had better kill her than tear her son from her. An hour was spent in resistance on her part, in threats and insults from the officers, and in prayers and tears on the part of us all. At last they threatened the lives of both him and me, and my mother's maternal tenderness at length forced her to this sacrifice. My aunt and I dressed the child, for my poor mother had no longer strength for...
Pagina 256 - His bed had not been stirred for six months, and he had not strength to make it himself — it was alive with bugs, and vermin still more disgusting. His linen and his person were covered with them.
Pagina 175 - The noise lasted till five o'clock. We learned that the people had wished to force the door, and that the municipal officers had been enabled to prevent it only by putting a tricoloured scarf...
Pagina 174 - But at three o'clock," says Madame Royale, "just after dinner, and as the King was sitting down to tric-trac with my mother (which he played for the purpose of having an opportunity of saying a few words to her unheard by the keepers), the most horrid shouts were heard. The officer who happened to be on guard in the room behaved well. He shut the door and the window, and even drew the curtains to prevent their seeing anything ; but outside the workmen and the gaoler Rocher joined the assassins and...
Pagina 185 - ... quickly, and put him to bed. We then went up to our own apartment. The king did not go to bed till eleven. My mother worked a great deal of tapestry ; she directed my studies, and often made me read aloud. My aunt was frequently at prayer, and read every morning the divine service for the day. She read a good many religious books, and sometimes, at the queen's request, would read aloud.
Pagina 203 - The night before, the queen had scarcely strength enough to put her son to bed. She threw herself, dressed as she was, upon her own bed, where she was heard shivering with cold and grief all night long. At a quarter past six, the door opened : the princesses believed...
Pagina 248 - ... so young a person by the length and grossness of their inquiries. They were however mistaken : they forgot that the life I had led for four years past, and, above all, the example shown me by my parents, had given me more energy and strength of mind.'— Royal Mem., p.