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Nay, very certainly this Guillaume de Baux will rise and laugh in his old fashion before he speaks, and then I shall be afraid. But I am not afraid as yet. I am afraid of nothing save the dark, for one cannot be merry in the dark." Raimbaut said: "This is Belhs Cavaliers whom I have loved my whole life through. Therefore I do not doubt.
My knaves have slain Philibert and his bewildered fellow-tipplers with less effort than is needed to drown as many kittens." And his followers cried, as upon a signal: "Hail, Prince of Orange!" It was so like the wonder-working of a dream this sudden and heroic uproar that old Raimbaut de Vaquieras stood reeling, near to intimacy with fear for the first time.
This is a poem in irregular metre, intended to show the perturbation of the poet's mind. Raimbaut increased this effect by writing in five different languages. He found a ready welcome from Bonifacio II. at the court of Montferrat which Peire Vidal also visited. The marquis dubbed him knight and made him his brother in arms.
It was on the afternoon of this day, the last of April, that Sire Raimbaut came upon Madona Biatritz about a strange employment in the Ladies' Court. There was then a well in the midst of this enclosure, with a granite ledge around it carven with lilies; and upon this she leaned, looking down into the water.
It troubled him, too, to see how grossly these soldiers ate, for, as a person of refinement, an associate of monarchs, Sire Raimbaut when the dishes were passed picked up his meats between the index- and the middle-finger of his left hand, and esteemed it infamous manners to dip any other fingers into the gravy. Guillaume had left the Warriors' Hall.
"It will soon be as hot here as in Egypt." Raynal laughed and said all the better. General Raimbaut now joined the group of officers, and entered at once in the business which had brought him. Addressing himself to Colonel Dujardin, first he informs that officer he had presented his observations to the commander-in-chief, who had given them the attention they merited. Colonel Dujardin bowed.
He read it out to his captains and lieutenants, who had assembled at sight of the cocked hats and full uniforms. "Attack by the army to-morrow upon all the lines. Attack of the bastion St. Andre this evening. The 22d, the 24th, and 12th brigades will furnish the contingents; the operation will be conducted by one of the colonels of the second division, to be appointed by General Raimbaut."
When a woman loves thus openly, the noble and worthy speak of her love only with sympathy." Raimbaut, however, did not reciprocate these feelings: in a tenso with the countess he shows his real sentiments while excusing his conduct.
Raimbaut d'Aurenga, Count of Orange from 1150-1173, is interesting rather by reason of his relations with other troubadours than for his own achievements in the troubadours' art. "Since Adam ate the apple," he says, "there is no poet, loud as he may proclaim himself, whose art is worth a turnip compared with mine."
But Raimbaut de Vaquieras was not mirthful, for he was remembering a boy whom he had known of very long ago.
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