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A95812 The unsatisfied lovers. A new English novel Part. 1. 1683 (1683) Wing U94A; ESTC R232326 25,308 127

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Cupid's Head was writ this Motto Ma Flame durera jusque a L'eternite My Flame will last to Eternity of which a Circle is the Emblem The Daulphine followed his Father The Colours which he wore were White He was mounted on a large Black Spanish Genet His Bridle and his Stirrups were of Silver He gave for his Device the Kingdom of France and on one side a Cupid laid down asleep with his Bow and Arrows broken by him with this Motto C'est toy qui me fait abandoner L'amour 'T is for Thee I abandon Love The next that enter'd was the Duke of Guise for the King of Navarre and the Prince of Conde his Brother the only Princes of the Blood were not then in France His Colours were Green He was mounted on a White Croation-Horse which according to the Temper which is particular to Horses of that Country had naturally Bled himself in many Places of his Body that his Blood running down appear'd like so many Streakes of Red mixt with the White He bore for his Device the Sun and for his Motto Rien que la Gloire Nothing but Glory After his Brother enter'd the Bridegroom himself He rode upon a Milk-white Spanish-Genet His Colours were Scarlet which shew'd the Victory he had obtain'd as also it best fitted him for never was there Man known of a fiercer Nature His Device was a Love shooting Two Hearts with the same Arrow and the Motto En sin nous somes heureux At length we are Happy There was many more of great Quality but should I name them all t would swell too much my Narration Therefore I shall only tell you That the Count St. Laurans and Chastillon were both there The Count rode upon a large Turkish-Horse His Colours were Blue He bore for his Device a Cupid with a Vail over his Face with this Motto Je ne veux pas 〈◊〉 connoitre I will not know thee Chastillon entred the List upon a Bay Courser of Naples His Colours were Grediline and Fevilemort which extraordinary Mixture made all People wonder but Madame de St. Maure who soon divin'd that he meant by Grediline Secret Love and by Fevilemort his Despair His Device was a Cupid shooting at a Rock and all his Arrows falling broken to the Ground and the Motto Trop dure d'estre penetrer Two hard to be pierced For the aforesaid Reason I shall not give you an Account of each Particular of the Day but you may easily imagine that there was never greater Magnanimity shown for besides their Adroitness and known Valours most of them were before their Mistresses But because it comes within the compass of my Story it will not be amiss to tell you That Chastillon was so heightned with the Sight of Madame de St. Maure that he appear'd far above himself Just in the List und●r her he unhorsed the Duke of Guise who was not a little concern'd to receive a Repulse from any Body especially one of that Family The Count won two Prizes at the Ring but Alas in this Days Adventure he lost a greater his Heart for no sooner had he seen Mademoiselle de Poictiers but there appear'd something so pleasing to him in her that he had never seen in any Woman but her self He gaz'd upon her and at every Look found something Delightful steal about his Heart which made his Eyes unwilling ever to quit the Object The Morning being thus passed they all retired Home to prepare themselves for a Ball at Night for which there was great Preparations on all sides every one seeming to vye with each other who should appear with the greatest Lustre The Countess de St. Maur's liking to Chastillon was grown daily more and more upon her and particularly that Day he behaved himself so gallantly that something whisper'd in her Soul what she would have given the World not to have known But in spight of her self it told her That she loved She wished a thousand times he would declare his Passion but then considering she was Married a thousand contrary Wishes blotted the former out At length being alone in her Closet she fell to Prayers hopeing by Supernatural Means to regain her Freedom But Alas her Heart and Tongue too much disagreed to gain relief that way for whilst her Mouth was offering Holy Prayers for Liberty her contradicting Heart was wishing still to be a Slave So pleasant were the Chains she wore At length almost distracted between Reason and Passion from the Anguish of her Mind she burst out into these Words Alas If Love be not a voluntary Motion but far above our Reason to controul how can it be a Sin Come all ye Pious Physicians of the Mind who with your grave Advice pretend to lead us to the Paths of Bliss give me a Balm to cure this Wound and then I 'le say You are Masters of your Art But Oh! you only bid us to be well And Alas what Succor's that to her who 's raging in a Feaver unless you provide her too the Means to be so Just as she was in the height of this Exclamation one knocked at her Door and told her That the Count St. Laurans was without When having a little composed her self she went out to him The first thing he said to her he asked her with an unusual Impatience Who that was that sate nigh her describing Mademoiselle de Poictiers She immediately told him and he frankly reveal'd to her That since he saw her he found a Change in himself and a wonderful Desire to see her again and that he was just going to Court to try if he could by any means ingratiate himself into the Happiness of her Conversation to see if her Soul was as rich in Perfections as her Body and so he left her to her painful Thoughts Chastillon who all this while was meditating what way to take to put a period to his Love resolv'd at length to declare his Love for his Disease was now grown so desperate that it was useless to apply moderate Remedies He found he could not suffer more by her Anger than he did by his Silence for that Death would certainly be the Issue of One and that he had a Chance to be Happy in the Other Upon which Resolution he went straight to Court to find out St. Laurans with an Intention to tell him his Designe where he found him entertaining Mademoiselle de Poictiers whom he had found in the Drawing-Room standing by the Fire with his Sister Mademoiselle D'aupre's another of the Maids to the Daulphine-Queen Chastillon entred into the Conversation and in a small time Madam de St. Maure came in dress'd for the Ball with all the Advantages that Cloaths could give to one who was on all Occasions allow'd the best drest Woman of the Court But Alas her Heart was heavy she had a Weight of Grief hung at it without the Power to vent it For had she staid at home she would have disappointed the King and
which made him not stay long in his Coach but alighting told them all to Chastillon who at the Thought that his Indiscretion might be prejudicial to her he loved stood like a Stone unmov'd not knowing what to answer Just in this Interim came down the Count de St. Maure and seeing the Count de St. Laurans in the midst of the Seranade asked him concerning it who answered That Monsieur Chastillon gave it to a young Lady his Neighbour whom he had a Design to make his Addresses to hereafter in the Honourable way of Marriage The Count smiled and took for a full Answer and promised Chastillon all his power to serve him if he would make him his Confident And then forced them into his House almost whether they would or no and carried them up to his Wife who not being well kept her Bed that day He told her as soon as ever he entered all that the Count de St. Laurans had told him concerning the Seranade But when she heard him talk of Marriage she began to suspect that she had been mistaken all this while and that what she took for Love to Her had been directed to some Other which gave her a certain pain that she knew not how to Name for it was not Jealousie she thought because as yet she had not found any Appearances of Love It is says she a dangerous thing that Monsieur de Chastillon is going to undertake and few consider it as the most important Moment of their Lives but every one thinks he shall be Happy never regarding the many miserable Couples that are as many Instances to the contrary But this perhaps may appear ungrateful in me who have all that the most Happy can enjoy in Marriage Madame replyed St. Laurans our Holy Divines forewarn the World of Sin by the Vices of Others if they are not guilty of any themselves Chastillon who durst not absolutely deny it and yet was loath to have her think it true said Madame as yet I have not fixt my Resolution therefore it may be it will only end in a Gallantry But I am still obliged to you for your kind Caution which may make me avoid many unquiet Hours that otherwise might have fallen upon me He spoke this with such a confused Awkwardness that the Count de St. Laurans grew so uneasy that he abruptly took his Leave pretending he was to go to the Ball lest the Count St. Maure should perceive it but went streight home to his own Lodgings where he made Chastillon stay with him all Night This doubtful Speech made Madame de St. Maure in pain what to judge but what made her yet more was the manner that it was spoken in She began to wish that his Courtship was made to her self but yet the Circumstances were too strong not to believe the contrary and she found no other way but to referre to Time the expounding of the Mystery and in the interim resolve to be at rest But Alas Chastillon's Passion began to grow too violent to be smother'd He quickly clear'd her Doubt by a Thousand as she thought demonstrative Arguments and from this little Opposition she began to swell into a greater Liking of him insomuch that she felta Change in her self every time she only heard his Name or any thing that concern'd him which daily grew more and more upon her As the Court was never fuller of Illustrious Persons so was there never more Magnificent Diversions as Tilts Turnaments Running at the Ring c. But none was ever more remarkably Great than that at the Marriage of the Duke D'aumail with the Daughter of the Dutchess of Valentinois This Duke D'aumail was Third Brother to the Duke of Guise whose Father Claudian Younger Brother to the Duke of Lorrain coming into France to Possess himself of the Dutchy of Guise had so far insinuated himself into the Favour of Francis the First the King's Father that he Established his Family so great in France as to contend even with the Princes of the Blood He left Three Sons Francis Duke of Guise Charles Cardinal of Lorrain and this Duke D'aumail all which became so Eminent that they still encreas'd the mighty Fabrick of Greatness that their Father had built This Family of Lorraine growing in so small a Time to that vast height of Power had drawn the Envy of all the Nobility against it for still whosoever increases Greatness increases Enemies and especially Strangers So they thought to confirm themselves more in the King's Favour by making this Alliance with the Dutchess of Valentinois whom the King had passionately lov'd for above Twenty Years and even on his Death-bed confest he Lov'd her still The List was set in the great Court of the Louvre the Galleries which surrounded it were all hung with Cloath of Gold and in the Middle of the largest Square was plac'd a Canopy of high Imbroidery under which were set the Queen the Daulphine-Queen and the Princess Elizabeth and on each Hand sat the First of the Nobility Surely never was there a Court that shin'd with a greater Number of Excellent Beauties For the Queen Katherine de Medicis as their own Historians report was so profoundly cunning that she drew to Court the Fairest of the Kingdom over most of which she gain'd by vast Temptations so absolute a Power as to prostitute themselves to the Chief Ministers to make her Mistress of all the Secrets of State But amongst those whose Eyes appear'd this Day like so many influencing Stars to add new Strength and Vigor to the contending Gallantry of the Men none look'd so fair as Mademoiselle de Poictiers a Cozen tho' at a distance of the Dutchess of Valentinois It was the first time she ever appear'd at Court where she came to be Maid of Honour to the Daulphine-Queen Whether it were the Newness of her Beauty or whether she really deserved it I know not but certainly never Woman had so many Admirers in so short a time Though she was low of Stature yet she had an Air that made her so unexpressibly Beautiful that nothing but to have seen her can give a true Idea thereof Besides a pleasant Fantastick Genius right turn'd to please at Court and to insnare Young Adoration The First that enter'd the List was the King himself His Colours were Black and White which he always wore in respect to Madame de Valentinois who was a Widow He was mounted upon a large White Arabian Horse so stately a Creature that he seem'd too proud to carry any thing but a King His Bit and Stirrups were of Beaten Gold the Bosses of the Bit were large Rubies set round with Diamonds and on the Horses Front was a large Jewel of all sorts of the Richest Stones so big that it almost cover'd all his Fore-head In the midst of which the King bore his Device which was a Cupid sitting in the Middle of a Circle holding in his Hand a Flaming Heart and over the