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Mon, 26 Oct 2009
Here is just one of the famous and brilliant Ingoldsby Legends, The Tragedy, well part of it, rest at dodiesdreamworld

Catherine of

Catherine of Cleves was a Lady of rank, she had lands and fine houses,
and cash in the bank ;
             She had jewels and rings, and a thousand smart things;
Was lovely and young, With a rather sharp tongue,
And she wedded a Noble of high degree with the star of the order of St. Esprit;
             But the Duke de Guise, was, by many degrees, Her senior, and not very easy to please;
He'd a sneer on his lip, and a scowl with his eye, and a frown on his brow,-- and he look'd like a Guy,--
            So she took to intriguing with Monsieur St. Megrin,
A young man of fashion, and figure, and worth, but with no great pretensions to fortune or birth;
He would sing, fence, and dance with the best man in France, and took his rappee with genteel nonchalance;
He smiled, and he flatter'd, and flirted with ease, and was very superior to Monseigneur de Guise.

Now Monsieur St. Megrin was curious to know if the Lady approved of his passion or no;
              So without more ado, he put on his surtout,
And went to a man with a beard like a Jew.
One Signor Ruggieri, a Cunning-man near, he
Could conjure, tell fortunes, and calculate tides, perform tricks on the cards, and Heaven knows what besides,
Bring back a stray'd cow, silver ladle, or spoon, and was thought to be thick with the Man in the Moon.
             The Sage took his stand  with his wand in his hand, drew a circle, then gave the dread word of command,
Saying solemnly --' Presto!-- Hey, quick!-- Cock-alorum!!' When the Duchess immediately popped up before 'em.
Just then a Conjunction of Venus and Mars, or something peculiar above in the stars,
Attracted the notice of Signor Ruggieri, Who 'bolted,' and left him alone with his deary.--
Monsieur St. Megrin went down on his knees, and the Duchess shed tears large as marrow-fat peas,
              When,-- fancy the shock,--  A loud double-knock,
Made the Lady cry 'Get up, you fool!-- there's De Guise!'--
'Twas his Grace, sure enough; So Monsieur, looking bluff,
Strutted by, with his hat on, and fingering his ruff,
While, unseen by either, away flew the Dame through the opposite key-hole, the same way she came;
But, alack! and alas!
A mishap came to pass,
In her hurry she, somehow or other, let fall  a new silk Bandana she'd worn as a shawl;
 She had used it for drying her bright eyes while crying, and blowing her nose, as her Beau talk'd of 'dying!'

Now the Duke, who had seen it so lately adorn her, and knew the great C with the Crown in the corner;
The instant he spied it smoked something amiss, and said with some energy, 'D-- it! what's this?'
              He went home in a fume, and bounced into her room,
Crying, 'So, Ma'am, I find I've some cause to be jealous;
Look here!-- here's a proof you run after the fellows!
-- Now take up that pen,-- if it's bad choose a better,-- and write, as I dictate, this moment a letter
             To Monsieur -- you know who!'
The Lady look'd blue;  But replied with much firmness --' Hang me if I do!'
                    De Guise grasped her wrist with his great bony fist,
 And pinch'd it, and gave it so painful a twist,
That his hard, iron gauntlet the flesh went an inch in,--  She did not mind death, but she could not stand pinching;
Posted 19:22

1 comment

Try get to the page,
It truly is a very funny bit of work like most of the Ingoldsby Legends. There is very much comedy and even some tears but the Rev. Richard Harris Barham, (Thomas Ingoldsby) who wrote the tales way back in the 19th century, deserves much applause. My book was publishes 120 years ago in 1889 and I love it to bit's. Dodie, xxx

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