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A great lady, Madame de Longveille, hearing the 'Pucelle read aloud, murmured that it was 'perfect indeed, but perfectly wearisome. Then the satires began, and the satirists never left you till your poetic reputation was a rag, till the mildest Abbe at Menages had his cheap sneer for Chapelain.
Shut up all day in the strange little room, still preserved for the eyes of the curious, with its windows opening on the formal garden, and its yellow walls thickly embossed with the brightly coloured shapes of fruits, flowers, birds, and apes, the indefatigable old man worked away at his histories, his tragedies, his Pucelle, and his enormous correspondence.
He here wrote several plays; labored at his essay "On the Manners and Spirit of Nations;" collected materials for his "History of the Age of Louis XIV;" and wrote the famous "Pucelle d'Orleans." It was while at this house that Voltaire commenced the celebrated correspondence with Frederick the Great. Each had the highest admiration for the other.
He has timber on commission that will suit you, I know; and he seemed very friendly just now. Bertrand made no reply, and walked off, thinking probably that he might as well ask the statue of the 'Pucelle' for assistance as M. Derville.
It occurs in the Chronique de la Pucelle, by Cousinot de Montreuil, at that time the king's secretary, and elsewhere. Theod. de Leliis, Procès, ii. 42. Procès, iii. 99. This description is a few weeks later than the start from Blois. This estimate was probably incorrect; 3,500 was more like the actual number. Procès, iii. 100. Procès, iii. pp. 5, 6, 7.
The fellow looked at the seal, and could not but acknowledge the arms of France thereon. He dropped his fauchard over his shoulder, and stood aside, staring impudently at the Maiden, and muttering foul words. "So this is the renowned Pucelle," he cried; "by God's name" . . . and here he spoke words such as I may not set down in writing, blaspheming God and the Maid.
With the exception of his letters, of Candide, of Akakia, and of a few other of his shorter pieces, the vast mass of his productions has been already consigned to oblivion. How many persons now living have travelled through La Henriade or La Pucelle? How many have so much as glanced at the imposing volumes of L'Esprit des Moeurs?
In Chapelain, for all his foes have said, She finds but one defect, he can't be read; Yet thinks the world might taste his maiden's woes, If only he would turn his verse to prose! The verse had been prose, and prose, perhaps, it should have remained. Yet for this precious 'Pucelle, in the age when 'Paradise Lost' was sold for five pounds, you are believed to have received about four thousand.
"Yes," said she, "of my past. But no; I will first hear a little chapter out of the life of my chaste and modest Louise. Now, now, madame, you have nothing to fear; you are pure and innocent, and this little recitation of your by-gone days will seem to us a chapter from 'La Pucelle d'Orleans." "I dare to oppose myself to this lecture," said Louise, laughing.
I presume, therefore, that La Pucelle must have borne the baptismal name of Jeanne Jean; the latter with no reference, perhaps, to so sublime a person as St.
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