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heir marriage； and the prince yielded to the wishes of his friends。 The Grande Mademoiselle tells us that this was the only veritable passion of the brave young hero of many battles； and that he fainted at the final separation。 United to a wife he did not love； and whom he did not scruple to treat very ill； he gave himself to glory and； it must be added； to unworthy intrigues。 The pure…hearted young girl buried her beauty and her sorrows in the convent of the Carmelites； and was no more heard of in the gay world。
It is evident that the great soldier sometimes forgot the urbanity which was so strongly insisted upon in this society。 He is said to have carried the impetuosity of his character into his conversation。 When he had a good cause； he sustained it with grace and amiability。 If it was a bad one； however； his eyes flashed； and he became so violent that it was thought prudent not to contradict him。 It is related that Boileau； after yielding one day in a dispute； remarked in a low voice to a friend： 〃Hereafter I shall always be of the opinion of the Prince when he is wrong。〃
Bossuet； when a boy of seventeen； improvised here one evening a sermon on a given theme； which was so eloquent that it held the company until near midnight。 〃I have never heard any one preach so early and so late；〃 remarked the witty Voiture； as he congratulated the youthful orator at the close。
This famous bel esprit played a very prominent part here。 His role was to amuse； and his talents gave him great vogue； but at this distance his small vanities strike one much more vividly than the wit which flashed out with the moment； or the vers de societe on which his fame rests。 He owed his social success to a rather high…flown love letter which he evidently thought too good to be lost to the world。 He sent it to a friend； who had it printed and circulated。 What the lady thought does not appear； but it made the fortune of the poet。 Though the son of a wine merchant； and without rank； he had little more of the spirit of a courtier than Voltaire； and his biting epigrams were no less feared。 〃If he were one of us； he would be insupportable；〃 said Conde。 But his caprices were tolerated for the sake of his inexhaustible wit； and he was petted and spoiled to the end。
A list of the men of letters who appeared from time to time at the Hotel de Rambouillet would include the most noted names of the century； besides many which were famous in their day； but at present are little more than historical shadows。 The conversations were often learned； doubtless sometimes pretentious。 One is inclined to wonder if these noble cavaliers and high…born woman did not yawn occasionally over the scholarly discourse of Corneille and Balzac upon the Romans； the endless disputes about rival sonnets； and the long discussions on the value of a word。 〃Doubtless it is a very beautiful poem； but also very tiresome；〃 said Mme。 de Longueville； after Chapelain had finished reading his 〃Pucelle〃a work which aimed to be the Iliad of France； but succeeded only in being very long and rather heavy。
This lovely young Princess； who at sixteen had the exaltation of a religieuse； and was with difficulty won from her dreams of renunciation and a cloister； had become the wife of a man many years her senior； whom she did not love； and the idol of the brilliant world in which she lived。 La Rochefoucauld had not yet disturbed the serenity of her heart； nor political intrigues her peace of mind。 It was before the Fronde； in which she was destined to play so conspicuous a part； and she was still content with the role of a reigning beauty； but she was not at all averse to the literary entertainments of this salon； in which her own fascinations were so delightfully sung。 She found the flattering verses of Voiture more to her taste than the stately epic of Chapelain； took his side warmly against Benserade in the famous dispute as to the merits of their two sonnets； 〃Job〃 and 〃Urania；〃 and won him a doubtful victory。 The poems of Voiture lose much of their flavor in translation； but I venture to give a verse in the original； which was addressed to the charming princesse； and which could hardly fail to win the favor of a young and beautiful woman。
De perles； d'astres； et de fleurs； Bourbon； le ciel fit tes couleurs； Et mit dedans tout ce melange L'esprit d'une ange。
But the diversions were by no means always grave or literary。 Life was represented on many sides； one secret； doubtless； of the wide influence of this society。 The daughters of Mme。 de Rambouillet； and her son； the popular young Marquis de Pisani； formed a nucleus of youth and gaiety。 To these we may add the beautiful Angelique Paulet； who at seventeen had turned the head of Henri IV； and escaped the fatal influence of that imperious sovereign's infatuation by his timely； or untimely； death。 Fair and brilliant； the best singer of her time； skilled also in playing the lute； and gifted with a special dramatic talent； she was always a favorite； much loved by her friends and much sung by the poets。 Her proud and impetuous character； her frank and original manners； together with her luxuriance of blonde hair； gained her the sobriquet of La Belle Lionne。 Nor must we forget Mlle。 de Scudery； one of the most constant literary lights of this salon； and in some sense its chronicler； nor the fastidious Mme。 de Sable。
The brightest ornament of the Hotel de Rambouillet； however； was Julie d'Angennes； the petted daughter of the house； the devoted companion and clever assistant of her mother。 Her gaiety of heart； amiable temper； ready wit； and gracious manners surrounded her with an atmosphere of perpetual sunshine。 Fertile in resources； of fine intelligence； winning the love alike of men and women； she was the soul of the serious conversations； as well as of the amusements which relieved them。 These amusements were varied and often original。 They played little comedies。 They had mythological fetes； draping themselves as antique gods and goddesses。 Sometimes they indulged in practical jokes and surprises； which were more laughable than dignified。 Malherbe and Racan； the latter sighing hopelessly over the attractions of the dignified Marquise； gave her the romantic name of Arthenice； and forthwith the other members of the coterie took some nom de parnasse； by which they were familiarly known。 They read the 〃Astree〃 of d'Urfe； that platonic dream of a disillusioned lover； discussed the romances of Calprenede and the sentimental Bergeries of Racan。 Such Arcadian pictures seemed to have a singular fascination for these courtly dames and plumed cavaliers。 They tried to reproduce them。 Assuming the characters of the rather insipid Strephons and florimels； they made love in pastoral fashion； with pipe and lutethese rustic diversions serving especially to while away the long summer days in the country at Rambouillet； at Chantilly； or at Ruel。 They improvised sonnets and madrigals； they praised each other in verse； they wrote long letters on the slightest pretext。 As a specimen of the badinage so much in vogue； I quote from a letter written by Voiture to one of the daughters of Mme。 de Rambouillet； who was an abbess