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When he was going, there was such a profusion of compliments, and the Duke insisted so much on seeing him out, that the Rhingrave, as a last resource, ran out of the room, and double locked the door outside. M. de Coislin was not thus to be outdone. His apartments were only a few feet above the ground.
Bring on the cavalry with me, D'Angouleme. Where is it, Cardinal?" "Behind that hill, Sire, there are in column six regiments of dragoons, and the carabineers of La Roque; below you are my men-at-arms and my light horse, whom I pray your Majesty to employ, for those of your Majesty's guard are ill guided by the Marquis de Coislin, who is ever too zealous. Joseph, go tell him to return."
"There is no business so important," replied M. de Coislin, "as that of teaching M. le Premier President what he owes me, and nothing will make me go from this place unless M. le President, whom you see behind me, goes away first." At last M. le Prince was sent for, and he with much persuasion endeavoured to induce M. de Coislin to release the Chief President from his prison.
I know not what he read in my eyes, but a paroxysm of grief seized him, and he was almost in tears as he confided to me the sorrow he felt at seeing one of the oldest and most venerated families in Brittany go down the hill. And the old friend of the family had good reason to be grieved. There was good stuff in the Marquis de Coislin of that date.
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
"There is no business so important," replied M. de Coislin, "as that of teaching M. le Premier President what he owes me, and nothing will make me go from this place unless M. le President, whom you see behind me, goes away first." At last M. le Prince was sent for, and he with much persuasion endeavoured to induce M. de Coislin to release the Chief President from his prison.
At this moment a ball from the rampart of which they were speaking struck in the head the horse of the old captain, laying it low. "Locmaria, De Mouy, take the command, and to the assault!" cried the two noble companies, believing their leader dead. "Stop a moment, gentlemen," said old Coislin, rising, "I will lead you, if you please.
"Novion did on the instant go away, in the utmost confusion, and jumped into his coach. M. de Coislin thereupon took back his chair to its former position and composed himself to listen again. On every side M. de Coislin was praised for the firmness he had shown.
Many years later yet, in 1871, those who saw Charette's Zouaves fighting with the army of the Loire noticed in their ranks a tall old white-bearded man, a simple Zouave indeed, but an exemplar of courage and devotion. That was the Marquis de Coislin. Sad it is that it is through our revolutions and divisions the services of such men should be lost to France.
"Sire," answered Coislin, "he has condemned to death, without judging, sundry Spaniards, for he was the second to enter the place." "I struck no one, Monsieur," interrupted De Thou reddening; "it is not my business. Herein I have no merit; I merely accompanied my friend, Monsieur de Cinq-Mars." "We approve your modesty as well as your bravery, and we shall not forget this.
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