Wednesday, November 25, 2009

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Bishop Louis de Bourbon and his wife Princess Marie-Marguerite Expecting Twins for spring 2010

Two days before my birthday, here is a new and unexpected happy which is a wonderful gift: the announcement of a new offspring next to Bishop Louis de Bourbon, Duke of Anjou, heir of the kings of France known as Louis XX, and his wife Princess Marie-Marguerite. Pending the arrival of twins whose sex will not be known until they are born, want a happy pregnancy and a perfect health to the Princess and the advent of a Dolphin, thanks to prayer is given to us by The Journal of "Mesnil-Marie ( click here).

Bishop Louis de Bourbon and his wife Princess Marie-Marguerite
are already the proud parents of a little Eugenie



"Secretariat of the Duke of Anjou

PRESS


Multiple Births announced in the French royal family


Monseigneur Louis de Bourbon, Duke of Anjou, head of the House of Bourbon is pleased to announce that his wife Duchess of Anjou and himself, awaiting the birth of twins to the end of next spring.

Married since November 6, 2004, Bishop Louis de Bourbon, Duke of Anjou, senior Capetian and his wife Princess Marie Marguerite are already the proud parents of HRH Princess Eugenie of Bourbon, born March 5, 2007.

French Expatriate in Venezuela, the royal couple said it will await the birth to learn the sex of children.

The birth of the twins in 2010 will coincide with the commemoration of the 400th anniversary of the memory of King Henri IV, the Duc d'Anjou is the eldest direct descendants.

Paris, 25 November 2009 "

Source: Vive le Roy

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Here is also a partial translation of the article appeared on the English site Hola.com :

"The Duke of Anjou acted during a telephone interview from Caracas, he welcomes the news that his wife is doing well and that" babies are healthy. "

The coming year will be very special for the couple formed by Louis Alphonse de Bourbon and Marie-Marguerite Vargas Santaella. The son of Carmen Martínez-Bordiú and his wife have announced they will again be parents of twins this time, a happy news that was transmitted by a statement to the agency Efe and says: "The Duke and Duchess Anjou are pleased to announce that they expecting twins by the end of next spring. "

During a telephone conversation with Efe from Caracas, Louis Alphonse testified to the great joy that gives them the arrival of two new children, given the excellent state of health of his wife like babies: they are very healthy. " The couple already has a daughter, Eugenie, born March 5, 2007, that in a few months become the eldest daughter of a family. "

Friday, November 20, 2009

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Recommendations his hermit uncle Percival

"And now," said the hermit, tells me, I pray thee, what was your life, what you have done nothing to hide or lie.

- Only today, "said Percival, with anxiety as I understand how long I wandered without a guide, deprived of the aid of joy. I feel overwhelmed because I did nothing else but look for fights. And I am very angry in my heart against God because, not content to encourage everyone worries that assail me, he has grown relentlessly. All happiness for me has been buried in a tomb. If this God telling me about my mother, God she described to me as being the best and brightest in the world that was, I had received his help, my joy would not have known bounds. Now my soul today in a dark bottomless pain. - Child, interrupted the hermit, have you ever asked God to help her? - No, Percival confessed, I relied too much on my strength, my courage and my courage. - Then said the hermit, do not be surprised by you feel so alone and abandoned. "

Perceval remained silent. The hermit sighed and said:" Child, I know you're better than you pretend. But you have to trust God and keep you from uttering words that are all blasphemies. I want to show that God, far from being responsible in any way from your troubles, instead it will be always ready to assist you. Although I am not a cleric, I read and copied from my hand the teachings of truth books. I know that man must always stand ready to serve. So he deserves the support of one who never tires of attending the souls in distress. Be firm in your faith and do not let yourself invaded by doubt. Yes, God is light, but it is also truth and justice, and neither violence nor thy wrath did grab his help. Anyone who sees you angry against God will hold you for a man of little sense. Think of what happened to Lucifer and all the angels who followed him. Yet, originally, they were good beings and bright. Ah! God! whence they came hatred that led, after dark fighting in a place of suffering and misery?

When Lucifer, with his retinue, sank into hell, God replaced him with a man he took the earth and formed the noble Adam. The body of Adam, Eve, which he sent to refusing to listen to his creator, we all ran into misfortune and ruined all our happiness. These two beings were born children, but one of them, yielding to excess, came by an inconceivable pride to sully his grandmother, which was still a virgin. Yet many people, before they understood the meaning of these words, amazed and wondering how something like this could happen. It happened yet, and this was a very serious mistake. "

Percival interrupted:" Bel uncle, he said, I can not believe it has been. What father was therefore born man who steals the virginal purity of his grandmother as thou the stories? You would have done better to keep silent on this point! - I'll explain it to you yet, "replied the hermit, and if I'm not saying the honest truth, look at me like a deceptive abomination. Do not stop at words, but understand its meaning. It is the land which was the mother of Adam, since he ate the fruits of the earth. In that time, land was still a virgin. But Adam was the father of Cain, who slew his brother Abel for competing for a very miserable. And when Abel's blood fell on the pure land, c'en was due to her virginity. You see now how the son of Adam steals the innocence of his own grandmother? - I see, "said Perceval.

- Then said the hermit, born of hatred among people, and this hatred has never stopped since. However, there is nothing so pure a virgin in the world free from falsehood, and God himself was the son of a virgin. It was modeled on the image of the first son of a virgin and that, from a being a gasoline so high, showed his great love for men. With Adam's race course began our misfortune, but also our happiness as He who is master of all angels condescend to recognize us as being from his lineage. Alas! this lineage also leads us to a heavy load of sins we must bear.

To bear it, we must pray God to give us his help. If we are sincere, he never refuses. Having, loyal love, clothed in human form, he, by eagerness loyal, fiercely opposed disloyalty. So do any grudge against him if you do not want to jeopardize your destiny. Show yourself less reckless in your words and your actions. I'll tell you what punishment awaits those who claims to avenge his sufferings in words of excess: he himself is condemned by his own mouth. Believe in the testimony of the sages of ancient times: it is always true and we guarantee the truth of this speech. Plato had already said in his time, and the Sibyl also, who was a prophetess. Without being wrong in anything, they announced, many years in advance, the arrival of some one who would redeem the human race. He whose hand rules the universe has, with his divine love, torn from the darkness of hell there is left only those who do not know how to control their passions.

Fair words of these prophets tell us of one who truly knows love. It is a light that penetrates to the bottom of everything. Nothing can stagger the force of love. Anyone who expresses his love know that love in an intense joy. But in this world men act very differently: they may at their discretion, to acquire his love or incurring their anger. Ask yourself which one you will be of great help. The unfortunate man who feels repentance point of leaking the loyal love of God, the man who recognizes his mistakes and wishes to atone attracts a grace without price. This grace will come to him from that probe to the depths of our innermost thoughts. For thought can escape the gaze of the sun, thinking, although no lock can shut up, may remain hidden, impenetrable to any creature, but in some darkness she takes pleasure, God easily deciphered. It has the power of any light, and its brilliance shines through the dark wall which envelops the mind, it plunges to the bottom of a momentum that no one sees or can not hear.

When thinking springs from the depths of ourselves, it is never so fast that God has had time to examine the heart before it happens to the skin. And when this thought is pure, he greets him with kindness. If God knows all our thoughts and enter, what must not be his grief at the actions that dictates our weakness! When a man works to dismiss him the favor of God and God overwhelm with shame, what relief it would be the world's knowledge? Where his poor soul could she find refuge? If you're determined to afflict God, it is ultimately you yourself that afflict most. So turn your heart toward the good, deserves God reward your good will. "

* Based on the work of Wolfram von Eschenbach


Jean Markale Perceval the Welshman (1995), in The cycle grail, Volume 2

Friday, November 13, 2009

What Does Untoned Stomach Muscle Look Like

Remonstrance to the French people, his duty this time against the majesty of the King (1559), by William Altars Of


If befalls me again, France, as formerly, to
What a lamentable and a soft voice
I will want nothing to deafen the ears,
Singing the passions and pains nonpareils
of a heart burning with love, concern that a young point:
I'm glad when you don tapping point.
If one affected, and sweet cuteness
flattering your manners, vice into virtue I disguise: And
traitor to your honor, I want to invite you
From what I owe you advise to avoid: If after a
by Timon audacity clever
I bite the Substitute Theonine of a tooth,
Envious labor nicer minds
Refused me the honor of my writings glances. But since

Now I only good for your sleep:
And your only duty, FRANCE, I advise you:
I pray thee, my country, not to dismiss me:
But, my dear country, I pray thee listen.
Do thyself accroire be dishonest case,
To lend your ear to the voice of a poet:
For the Poets are favored of Heaven:
And men from below are interpreters of the Gods.
Poets once the ancient wisdom
Mit between public and private difference
The profane and sacred of all divided,
Marriage feigned first informed him, broke
The license of wandering wedding
Assembla cities, built large cities,
She prophesied, it was in the woods
in stone, bronze and burn the holy laws. The Thracian Orpheus
quieted their spirits
By admired his poetry, men in wild
He was out of the woods by her sweet
preached all agree to live together civilly.
is the reason why it is said the forests themselves, the
have followed the sound of his divine poems
And have softened the Tiger and the Lion.
is also why we said, qu'Amphion
By the sound of his lyre, and by human prayer
stones gathered from the city of Thebes.
But once the mighty Spartans
knew your dam, Mycenaean peoples,
How can the poet, and what courage locker
A good day to soldiers in battle. But
addition, my country, therefore not included, hear me,
Learn how you are feared to your king.

If a Scythian barbarian, full of treachery,
extended until his proud tyranny
(What divert the Gods of the Gallic Empire)
If however he should obey its laws
serve Him, adore Him, offer its request
Not only goods but also head
There, in spite of ourselves, our will should be stored
undergo the appetite of a villain Abroad:
But it pleases God, our God loves us: Who
FRANCE French rule that does the same.
King that we have is the son of those kings
That our fathers had: that the Kingdom has
His ancestors have held: and all the wealth,
O people, you've come from their largesse:
They are pregnant your security on all sides
Your town ditches, walls and ramparts
You have them all your ports, your temples, your colleges,
All your freedoms, and all your privileges . And if you
can boast, FRANCE, you're not
Governed by kings descended from a place down, And the earth
children because the world is left
More children of the gods and their heavenly race,
Let our Princes hectorien from blood, once in Gaul
Half blood Herculean: Race
always Gods dearly beloved
And the holy name of Christ very Christian named:
Who had the benefit of having the gift of heaven, The holy
lilies, and the precious ointment
Who anointed your kings sacred, the To return to
admirable cure an incurable disease
By the mere touch of their hands, and still
The terror of the Saracens, taught the golden flames.

Who boast s'osera All Kings strange
seeing in her yard embassies angels? By
which the high heavens, His holy house, God sent his
till present in low places:
To show the world, that He has cure
In the empire of Gaul, and he wants more That these old hard
renamed, or Assyrians,
Medes, Persians, Macedonians,
And those who still want to say the least
Whether their name is an empire. The
FRANCE is like last, and most flourishing
For as you see in your fatal
Two horns growing increasingly extend its light
So he is perfect its full roundness:
A similar course was the reign of the Gauls, who
English threat, and threaten the English
of two horns, one is bathed in the ocean,
The other hits the front great Pyrenees mountains: The mid-round
held from shore marine lava
What Garonne and the Seine, and Rhine, although
Challenge expanded to the fertile countryside,
That plowing up the hoary mountains
Or the people of the ancient toga name back, since Rubicon
Who stands to the Alps: And
continues to grow, as its shape completely round
Kiss the empire of the world.

Gold does not think, FRANCE, be more fortunate
Those who are otherwise governed by kings:
Either the people will be allowed peat, which is always
By reason despised:
Or that power is in the hands of the nobles on
One the other envious of goods and honors: Finally
such municipality is always ruined by
No cons other than you own mutinous: You did well
frightened people cecropien,
And the race of Aeneas as well testify.

Monarchy is not only the finest
form of government, but one is natural.
One God first everything leads world:
One Sun in the sky all the stars shine:
The heart in our body all the members at:
And the only reason our soul is mistress.
See the bees (if you can, because
Make a little makes a great comparison)
As they have a King, who from his small gent
Is feared and obeyed as a king of Egypt ,
That Sophi of Persia, or the Lord takes
the world now only as big
All he governs, and keep their work: All
honored him reverence and homage,
The accompanying everywhere, are often
To keep shots to get down to
As they wage war: and cruel wound
By serving their King, seeking a beautiful death.

Thus, FRANCE, you have your head towards Royal
Still far had the courage loyal:
And thy princes has increased the power
For your faithful love, and your obedience. Also
the glory of their work they have to do: Always
they let you to share your profits: Either
besides the Apennines and the Alps hoary,
They have made known their signs: Either
beyond the Rhine army had their este:
Either the country they have holy conquest,
Or hearing the divine voice was rather raw,
And where the Euphrates water and Jordan is drunk:
they have hunted those of the island of Albion,
Until last for cold Septentrion: Let
in the earth, where lies the chaste Parthenope,
They have ordered: or from Europe
Devers Sunset, they have made the gain made by chivalrous
the African country.
Or that English bands stubborn
They have pushed beyond their Pyrenees
Thy princes were only triumphant
The body was to you and your children.
And when their enemies kept silent by fear,
These are sometimes made friends (friends for feigned)
And to have means of war about,
Thee, O FRANCE, left to enjoy a peaceful rest:
My God how carefully took our meek Princes
To chase poverty all their provinces!
Nobles they loaded the honors, which
The countries in their courses and governors,
their pension they have enriched the churches,
They opened the course to all goods,
They judges selected the most learned ,
Poor unnamed people living from their work
They took into custody: and gave you, O FRANCE,
Full of all property in the Horn of Plenty.

Francus here by me will not you let, Neither
Pharamond too, Clovis, or Meroveus,
Not all those old Kings, whose memory we
Otherwise the report that we made history:
Elsewhere in my honor to be ventilation ports, the eight
charles still, and twelve Louis
But this great Francis royal clemency,
With the majesty equal to the greatest gods,
Who love thee overcame his ancestors, may still represent
before your eyes. HENRI
not only succeeds scepter:
But under the holy and both the excess.
You know of his reign on his accession,
The Quiet Peace was happy Commencement:
And how he knew that the bloody war of his fame Should
fill the whole earth, and that the idler
rest his honor wilting
However, for your own good, he loved peace: Or
one can know that what he likes most,
is the tranquility of its people, and comfortable.
But however it is your rest friend
Boldness vain grows in the heart of the enemy: Who
, possible to deal presumed
At a Sardanapalus asleep in the pen.
Like a morning seeing a wild boar in the woods
it takes for other pork, with irritating barking:
And clinging to him slight trespasses
Does not hurt when the terrible defenses care:
But do not think he knows nothing but lie in the mire
sloth, and the acorn chew. The boar
to see during his bitter anger emotion,
Enrage fight with his crooked teeth,
His white teeth, which he sharpens, and that comes out
Long before the mouth, and bringing death: He all frothy
the snout, and malice
On the neck and back him all the hair bristles: Fire
appear resplendent his ardent eyes: Then
curve, and rushes through bold
ja split on the dog: who ended his life In a later repent
accuses his madness. Thus
our enemies, seeing that our King
Weapons disdained: and for thy sake
Peaceful, and only careful justice
And manners, and laws, reformed your police: On board
imprudent angered
the heart of a king of all kings who should be the winner:
which they reported at the end of their account
The delayed repentance, and loss and shame.
Parma, Mirandola, and Siena, and later even
Your Tiber, Rome, served as controls:
Witness in either the Rhine and Germany all
Who at sea or land in another King no fear:
J ' calls to witness the good people of Scotch:
(The people now the young King Francis)
The Milannais knows how great is his strength: If
is chased out of the Genevan Corsica
In Flanders will never be destroyed
Mariembourg Neither honor nor Renty:
Metz made and defended our city and Calais
French again, and Guine, and Thionville
Testify his honor. It is true that he took,
People, it took the light of thy tearful cries
Who made him drop out of the hands victory,
And cutting off its greatest glory
To bring peace As you wish,
Ending your ills and make you happy. This great
Charles which the doctrine and wisdom,
The magnitude of the race, and the highness of the heart,
The admirable eloquence, and the sacred hat
And all virtues are a miracle again
As we confess never having
been far, and ever after unable to rise:
He, our King Crowned
wanted to send an olive branch of peaceful,
Willingness to peace that he has requested: Both
your usefulness to him is recommended.
And the King's faithful Achates is also
FRANCE From the Nestor, the valiant Montmorency
To which do not decrease property
virtue or honor, nor the love of his master. What condition
people (as you know)
Refused your King, to give you peace?
How he wanted to revel in your vows, Exit
its right? that he has wanted to do?

If some people are (blindfolded
one presumption) so much presumptuous:
they despise the good of this opportune moment,
To recommend to the winds of fortune
(How good a hope is still with us, PHILIPPE
What if, as they say, wise and gentle,
Knowing he can not have an alliance
worthy of his greatness, in another place in France:
And if he lets the opportunity ore
To escape from behind the nothingness wish he caught up.)
If the Englishman proud (I say) or otherwise, machinery, FRANCE
that destroy you, and nothing Thy ruin
alone satisfy his lack of your property,
Nothing as watering the ground with the blood of thine, And
done by the heat of the flames raging,
ash convert your cities sacked: People
s it is better you wait loosely
The unfortunate end of this event: What
to anticipate and carry her across
A itself, the evil which he threatens you.
The evil that one will receive, that stubbornly want to
Te war and is intended:
is a crash, and will be too small,
To contravene foreign forces: If you do violate
yourself by refusing
Your duty to yourself, to harming yourself.
People think you should, if a complaint does not care picnic
Our good King if not for public benefit yourself: If he had another
care that his only pleasure, without penalty
he could, at its option choose: It would have
point harness under a burning
Suffer the ardor of a grievous was too hot:
Neither too harsh winter feel grievous insult:
But O FRANCE, boredom, boredom while he endures,
FRANCE, everything is for you, like a dear child's father has
such care: that the more he defends
And his own body, and that his own life:
And to help him forget his business:
As a King, King, FRANCE, like yours,
sake of his people rather than his property: For
by becoming king, he load his shoulders, Atlas
Thus the sky, all the care of Gaul. You
, FRANCE, you can still afford to take
cons all, you're full of goods:
you shall fear your king now for the dependent?
What do I say to your King? but to defend yourself ? And what would
King who alone would need?
The ardent affection that you have and the care
From its size, you can encourage the courage
Not to fear for him nor death or injury.
Encor is with you that Duke victory
Duquel honor shining and glorious name
The coming centuries will not see the point extinguish
And that is except it does you need fear nothing,
This great Prince Lorrain. And then your risks
And thou shalt princes and foreign nations
More loans will help you, than you to the query:
We need only your will be ready.
But should you doubt it? Ja trumpets j'oy
And tambourines sounded, I shine ja voys
weapons and armor, my God that I see banners
deployed ja! my God of soldiers! Hey what
infantry, hey what brave police, to combat
All loans require all weapons.
This great Persian King, who gathered men
So many thousands, and under which the whole earth trembled
, while frightened Greece
had not so fine as that army stands:
But I praise all the good wishes
Some people I see coming from all sides and provide
life and property to the royal grandeur. But
as you are, my FRANCE, so loyal
God always help you: for God Almighty
Nothing is more pleasing, a people obedient to his
And Prince is loyal courage
The very good very great God-nothing That people hate more
unfair to Princes: for the place
They hold us, and are as images of God.
By this means you can gain the sweet peace:
And by this means alone drive out war.
When the enemy know what you're doing good duty,
Himself we tend the green branch of Peace:
Knowing that no force was able to appalling
A people who knows so loyal to war.
Then you will get the happy reward of thy
Prince that takes better care than we think
the goodwill of his own, and who knows
quick look at his service wanted less delay.
still the king Dauphin which so great wisdom
Looks like a prodigy so tender youth,
As goodwill yours, always remember
And one day your son will make it twice.


Note: I modernized spelling, punctuation while retaining vocabulary and some original, unknown in modern French, including fidelity to certain rhythms and certain rhymes.


William altars, françoys Remonstrance to the people of his duty In this time against the majesty of King (1559)

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Burning While Urinating With Your Period

Elegy on disorders of Amboise (1560), by Ronsard


Altars Of William A gentleman Charolois


Of Autelz that the loy, and the rethoricque
Muse and his son as cherist unicque, I'm
esmerveillé grandz that the Court
(Veu the stormy weather which in Europe runs)
Do arming the sides: men who have power to plead
Like toy their causes in France, a revenger
And art by thee renewed
The scepter that the people trampled on the floor.
Not aujourd'huy that Kings and Princes
have need to keep weapons in their provinces,
Do buy nor cannons, nor harness,
fault But keep only the voice, who can dexterously
peat
appease rebellious courage and flatter the bosom:
fault because he henceforth forbid our houses,
Not by the sword but by sharp trenchant reasons
And bravely noz enemies abbatre
By Mesmes bastons they beat us traveling on wheels.
As the enemy was seduced by books
The people were led astray Fauci following
This fault by playing by the books confuse
For books assail, books by him spond, in time of need without monster
noz failliz courage, But more
assaulted and strong will resist more.

If I do voy yet nobody who pushes
On the top of the breach and the enemy is repelled,
Who we brave assault, and nobody takes
the pike, and the wall suddenly forbids not: People have
use of celestial goodness, And
recommend prayer to God the rest
And without playing the hands remain ocieux:
Yet the mutineers are victorious.

Carles and thee and me, between one hundred thousand men seulz
That France nourishes, we are opposed,
And making us three paroistre virtue
On Heart magnanimous we combat,
Descouvrant stomach to honorable wounds,
To sustain a church, and his venerable laws, and those of
own country which we are nose
And for the aid by which we are commanded.

During the war in Troy, now that Greece
prefled against the walls the Trojan youth
And the great Achilles empeschoit streams
Bring to Thetis tribute of their waters,
estoyent Those in the Wall besieged,
estoyent Those outside the port of SiGe,
Failloyent egallement: my Desautels and
Noz enemies are and we fail faulte Aussy. They are failing

to overthrow ours empire
And by force of wanting to contradict Princes, And
presume too proud of their meaning, by dreams And
new force of Vieux loy:
They are failing to leave the path of their fathers,
ensuyvre To train foreign sects:
Ilz are failing to spread libels and Placar,
Plains derision, envye and Brocar,
Diffamans grandz most of our short Royalle,
Who are of no use to feed a scandal
They are failing to think that all soyent blind
seulz What they have eyes that they are seulz Reigl,
And we mislead ensuyvons doctrine
Human and corrupt, not the divine
Ilz are failing to think that Luther only
God has appeared, and generally What
for nine hundred years the Church is depraved
From wine to Long ipochrisie traictz watered,
And the only writeth a better Bucer,
On Zvingle, or Calvin (men seditious )
Whether the agreement of the Church, and a thousand Statuzer
Doctors, push God to the council convocquez:
That he muft now hope to God, Sy
him had suffered with mild and clement wander along
Sy time his church? Is Author of fault?
What gain would return to his majesty high?
What an honor, regardless of profict s'estre as concealed
For s'estre only revealed to Luther? Yet we fail

also, because for holy Pope Gregory
No (whose name is in history writeth)
not preached in the pulpit: and secondly Faillon
That the good of the church is starting to children.
Do astonished, Christians, sy
the nacelle of the Good Shepherd Saint Peter in this world staggers,
Then the ignorant, the children of fifteen, I know not
quelz muguetz, I know not what wits
Take into the Gouvernal, then the profits are sold
money and offices. But that would say

Paul, he was returning here,
De noz prelatz young, who have poinct soucy
of their poor flock, they are wool,
And sometimes leather : Who all live without pain, without
preach, without prayer, without a good example of them,
smelling, cut, courtiers, lovers,
Veneurs and falconers, and avecq 'bawdy
Lose the property of God, whose ilz have that custody. That should say it

to gaze upon the Church to Jesus Christ, who was formerly based
humblesse in mind,
With patience, obedience,
no money, no credit, no strength, nor power,
Poor naked , exiled, who till the bones
The Loved fouetz bloody print on the doz,
And see aujourd'huy rich, oily, and supercilious,
Any full of crowns, annuities, and dommaine?
Puffed his ministers, and Popes still,
pompously vestuz of silk and cloth of gold? He
repentiroit have suffered with it for so many
coupz of fighting, so cruel, So
bannissemens, and seeing such a thing done mechef
Priroit fire him accablast leader.

It therefore correct fault of our holy Church
hundred thousand abuz committed by the miser prestrise,
Lest the wrath of the Lord Almighty
N'aylle avecques fire noz punishing mistakes. What

new rage has corrupted our ease? Las
! Lutherans of the case is tresmauvaise,
And deffendent property: and unfortunately fatal
The ours is good and holy, and We forbid the evil. O happy

the fairer than death wealthy Ha
for nine hundred years much under the tomb took! Happy fathers
Vieux bills last century, who are without
vary their faith trespasser,
As with so many sick fust abuz Church: Who
n'ouyrent never speak Oecolampadius,
From Zvingle of Bucer, Luther, Calvin,
But without innovation in the service of God, Have
vescu long, then a happy ending
In Jesus delivered their generous soul. Las

! poor France, alas! Diverse as an opinion
has corrupted your first union!
Your children, who devroyent keep you, you are working, And
a bit of goat amongst themselves struggling Mesmes,
And as reprobate, courage wicked
Against your stomach turn iron sharp!

Did not we quite the Campania engressé
Flanders, Piedmont, Naples, and Spaine,
in Our own blood without turning Cousteaux
Against thee, our mother, and your own gut?
the end that the great Turkish people infidels
Rissent seeing us bloody quarrels of noz?
And in that place by the arms DEUST overcome
We screwed our hands We ourselves we dont,
Or the wrath of God, or destiny
Who makes you want by, O France, exterminated ?
Las
! fault is it, O fate, that the scepter Francis
That proud Allemant, English and English
Has been taught to never offend, much under the power falls
From the people who ought to render him obedience?
Sceptre that was once so feared by all sides,
Who sent overseas once his soldar
Gaigner Palestine, and all Idumea, Tyre
, Sydon, Antioch, and the city named
From holy name, where Jesus, in the cross attached
of his precious blood washed ours sin:
Sceptre was once the terror of the Barbarians,
Turks, Mammelukes, Persians and Tartars,
short, throughout the universe as a feared and dreaded Fault
it as his own which he himself is!

France, you bad because you're partly
ay I worry about a thousand times by my advertised him,
You're like the stepmother, and mother to strangers, Who
mock at thee when thou art in danger:
For the most part of strangers get
Property that rightly belong to your son. For example

is what you learned From Autelz,
Who in your LOS deed books immortal
Who poursuyvoit short of a long-time affair,
From Valleur very little, and never able to do without the good Cardinal
that breaking the stay
The reference content in just one day. That
as like you do very little story, which you
devrois forehead all be ashamed.

You also mocked God profet
Singles in your children, and in fact meillieu
From your womb will appear at the end of you predict
Your misfortune happen, but you still do but laugh.

Or is that the great God the great eternity
Ait Nostradamus enthusiasm excited
Or is that good or bad daimon agitates,
Or is it likely that the soul ayt sudden
And also mortal s'eslance up cieulx,
And from there we repeated the deeds prodigious
Or is that his dark and melancholy spirit, mood
repeu fat, the yield fantastic
short, it is what it is: if this is toutesfois
Let the words of his questionable profet voice
As an oracle old custom, he has many a year
predicted the greatest part of our destiny.

not I had not believed, if the sky that departing
good and evil in humans, had it not been for his part:
Certainly the sky, sorry to ruin
scepter if one fellow, has monster sign:
past year has been full of tears:
seen the comet was burning
Droict remain upon our own country: and the sky falling down on Sainct
Germain a burning stick: Nostre
Prince at its meillieu pleasures is dead: And
his son, young in years, was upheld by the EFORT SUBJECT
In his own, and the room
honored for its Royal Palace was not him asseurée.

Doncque, nor the deeds of the Princes hault his ancestors, Ny
as temples to the holy eslevez cieulx
basti by his fathers, nor the mighty land,
wars raging, letters flowering, Ny
his own virtue, goodness and piety, Ny
his years in any well APRIS honnesteté, Ny
devotion, the faith, nor prayer
pudicque His wife and his chaste mother,
Have to destiny so many graces found
That misfortune if not him again arrived, and the air
infected du terroy Saxonicque
N'ait empuenty l'air de sa terre Gallicque.

Que si des Guysians le couraige haultain
N'eust au besoing esté nostre rempart certain,
Voire et si tant soit peu leur ame genereuse
Se fust alors monstrée ou tardive, ou poureuse,
C'estoit faict que du sceptre, et la contagion
De Luther eust gasté nostre religion :
Mais François d'une part, tout seul avecq' les armes
Opposa sa poictrine à si chaudes alarmes,
Et Charles d'autre part, avecq' devotions
Et sermons, s'opposa à leurs seditions,
Et par sa prevoyance et doctrine severe
Par le peuple engarda de plus courir l'ulcere.

Ils have the envye grumble, grumble and destiny, and the infidel faith
vulgar mutineer,
At the envy in combat troop sacrilege,
and religion have called into his seat.

O Lord Almighty! for rent bienfaicts
That these Princes Lorreins deeds in time of need we have, if my humble
voeus in front of your face
Somewhat credit, I'll supply of grace
Guysians That these two, who for love of thee
picked up the honor of our ancient faith,
bloom forever in favor to the Prince, And never
the beaks of the pliers do peoples.

Give the children of children yssus
Soyent them as good Christians, and also valiant few,
Bigger than zero envye:
eternal peace and that they can live their father's house.
Or a disaster, or the cruel misfortune
The threat both jealous of their value, the mutineers
Runs on the threat and insult
Or the head of the ignorant vulgar perjury
Ny worthy of the sun, nor worthy to take
The air that makes us breathe life are poulmons.


Pierre de Ronsard, Elegy on disorders of Amboise (1560) - in Speech, last verses