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France, in the person of the Ambassador Mancini, bent the knee to Oliver Cromwell; and Cromwell played with Calais and Dunkirk as with two shuttlecocks on a battledore. The Continent had been taught to tremble, peace had been dictated, war declared, the British Ensign raised on every pinnacle. By itself the Protector's regiment of Ironsides weighed in the fears of Europe against an army.
Out of the many enthusiastic descriptions of his singing, that of Mancini, after Porpora the greatest singing-master of the age, and the fellow pupil with Farinelli under Bernacchi, will serve: "His voice was thought a marvel because it was so perfect, so powerful, so sonorous, and so rich in its extent, both in the high and low parts of the register, that its equal has never been heard.
The officer saw that the king's horse, in wandering this way and that, annoyed Mademoiselle de Mancini. It was Mademoiselle de Mancini who at length began. "Ah, my dear sire!" said she, "you do not abandon me, then?" "No, Marie," replied the king; "you see I do not." "I had so often been told, though, that as soon as we should be separated you would no longer think of me."
Louis read the dying man's thought in his face. "Be comforted, my dear Monsieur Mazarin," said he, with a half-smile, sad beneath its irony; "the Mesdemoiselles de Mancini will lose, in losing you, their most precious good; but they shall none the less be the richest heiresses of France; and since you have been kind enough to give me their dowry" the cardinal was panting "I restore it to them," continued Louis, drawing from his breast and holding towards the cardinal's bed the parchment which contained the donation that, during two days, had kept alive such tempests in the mind of Mazarin.
LORD ROKESLE, a loose-living, Impoverished nobleman, and loves Lady Allonby. SIMON ORTS, Vicar of Heriz Magna, a debauched fellow, and Rokesle's creature. PUNSHON, servant to Rokesle. LADY ALLONBY, a pleasure-loving, luxurious woman, a widow, and rich. The Mancini Chamber at Stornoway Crag, on Usk. PROEM: The Age and a Product of It
"I! Oh, tell me all about that, pray, Aramis?" "Yes, it was related to me, a poor bishop, lost in the middle of the Landes, that the king had taken you as the confidant of his amours." "With whom?" "With Mademoiselle de Mancini." D'Artagnan breathed freely again. "Ah! I don't say no to that," replied he.
The officer saw that the king's horse, in wandering this way and that, annoyed Mademoiselle de Mancini. It was Mademoiselle de Mancini who at length began. "Ah, my dear sire!" said she, "you do not abandon me, then?" "No, Marie," replied the king; "you see I do not." "I had so often been told, though, that as soon as we should be separated you would no longer think of me."
Now the families that is to say, the heads of the families being agreed and even anxious to bring about the union of Yvonne de Canaples and Andrea de Mancini, it was something new to have a cabal of persons who, from motives of principle as St. Auban had it should oppose the alliance so relentlessly as to even resort to violence if no other means occurred to them.
It was to all seeming a strange whim that caused Cardinal Mazarin, one day in the year 1653, to summon his nieces, daughters of his sister, Hieronyme Mancini, from their obscurity in Italy to bask in the sunshine of his splendours in Paris. At the time of this odd caprice, Richelieu's crafty successor had reached the zenith of his power.
A curious series of events also served to discredit the party of progress in the constitutional States. Italian politics during the ascendancy of Depretis, Mancini, and Crispi became on the one side a mere scramble for power, on the other a nervous edging away from the gulf of bankruptcy ever yawning in front.
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