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"She was not a guilty woman, neither was she a saint; she was an upright, charming woman, a little frivolous, somewhat impulsive, but always pure; she was a queen, at times ardent in her fancies for her favourites and thoughtless in her policy, but proud and full of energy; a thorough woman in her winsome ways and tenderness of heart, until she became a martyr."
"We have followed the history of Marie Antoinette with the greatest diligence and scrupulosity. We have lived in those times. We have talked with some of her friends and some of her enemies; we have read, certainly not all, but hundreds of the libels written against her; and we have, in short, examined her life with– if we may be allowed to say so of ourselves– something of the accuracy of contemporaries, the diligence of inquirers, and the impartiality of historians, all combined; and we feel it our duty to declare, in as a solemn a manner as literature admits of, our well-matured opinion that every reproach against the morals of the queen was a gross calumny– that she was, as we have said, one of the purest of human beings."
"It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely there never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she had just begun to move in, glittering like a morning star full of life and splendor and joy. Oh, what a revolution....Little did I dream that I should have lived to see such disasters fall upon her, in a nation of gallant men, in a nation of men of honor and of cavaliers! I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards, to avenge even a look which threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone; that of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded...."
~Edmund Burke, October 1790
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Today, Pierre Ambroise François Choderlos de Laclos was born in 1741, in
Amiens, France. He served as a soldier, but is best known for his
novel, Les Liaisons Dangereuses (in English, Dangerous Liaisons).
This book ruffled quite a few feathers among both the aristocrats and
the bourgeoisie when it was first published in April, 1782 - people were
unsure of what to make of it. Many deemed it scandalous due to its
sexual content, others couldn't put it down for the same reason, and
some readers took moral lessons from the tale. I believe the latter
response is what Laclos desired; in his "Editor's Preface" (he pretends
that his work of fiction is a compilation of actual letters, which was a
common authorial device at that time), he explicitly states:
It
seems to me, at any rate, that it is to render a service to morals, to
unveil the methods employed by those whose own are bad in corrupting
those whose conduct is good; and I believe that these letters will
effectually attain this end. There will also be found the proof and
example of two important verities which one might believe unknown, for
that they are so rarely practiced: the one, that every woman who
consents to admit a man of loose morals to her society ends by becoming
his victim; the other, that a mother is, to say the least, imprudent who
allows any other than herself to possess the confidence of her
daughter. Young people of either sex might also learn from these pages
that the friendship which persons of evil character appear to grant them
so readily is never aught else but a dangerous snare, as fatal to their
happiness as to their virtue.
These messages are exemplified in the
novel; the Marquise de Merteuil and the Vicomte de Valmont wreak havoc
on their prey. Valmont's virtuous, devoutly religious conquest, Madame
de Tourvel, dies of a broken heart after having the misfortune to fall
in love with the libertine, and Cécile, Merteuil's teenaged cousin,
returns to the convent where she was educated to become a nun, in order
to atone for her fornication with Valmont (in which she was encouraged
by Merteuil, her confidant). Her first (chaste and respectable) lover,
the Chevalier Danceny, becomes a monk to make reparation for his fling
with Merteuil; though their decisions to enter religious life, I believe
Laclos was indicating that God's redeeming love provides solace for
those who have transgressed. At the conclusion, Cécile's mother, Madame
de Volanges, laments:
Who is there who would not shudder, if he were
to reflect upon the misfortunes that may be caused by even one dangerous
acquaintance! And what troubles would one not avert by reflecting on
this more often! What woman would not fly before the first proposal of a
seducer! What mother could see another person than herself speak to her
daughter, and tremble not!
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