[…] nor loved he less / Stately lords in palaces, / Princely women hard to please, / Fenced by form and ceremony, / Decked by courtly rites and dress / And etiquette of gentilesse.
Who else but that Catalina, whom, to unmask in time, no Cicero was found; that prince of darkness, who stealthily, in the dead of night robbed his nation of freedom and sovereignty; the liar, the forger of the people’s election-votes, the perjured, cold, tenthousandfold man-slaughterer, the profligate, penniless adventurer, now occupying the throne of the kings of France; carbonaro, whilst conspiring in a lower sphere, jesuit, when requiring that brotherhood in order to handcuff France; he the hypocrite, believing in nothing but his own blood-stained star, the man with whose bayonets the dogma of Infallibility has been concocted; the unfathomable intriguer and notorious originator of three wars, in short, the declared heir of the Napoleonic doctrine, that the world, but above all the French nation, are and remain the heirloom of the Bonaparte family and that in order to drain the former, no deed should be deemed too cruel, no treachery too perfidiously-mean.
Although scholars have offered different chronologies and causalities for the move toward modernity, most have resolved the paradox of the two Frances by placing them in sequence: diverse France gave way over time as modern centralized France gathered force.
Please welcome Sister Smith as she moves from her former congregation to her new congregation.
