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Giovanni Boccaccio
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Giovanni Boccaccio

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Eighteenth story.

As the Roman Empire came from the French to the Germans, a fierce battle and a heavy and sustained war arose between the two peoples, during which the King of France and the Crown Prince, partly to defend their own country, partly to defend the enemy to attack, to summon up the whole power of their empire and, subsequently, also the auxiliary peoples of their friends, relatives and allies, and to field a large army against their enemies. Before they set out, however, they appointed Count Gautier of Angers, a noble and wise man and their tested friend and servant, who was also an experienced warrior, but whom they considered more capable of serving in the cabinet than in the field to the corruption of the whole empire and then set off on the march.

Gautier now assumed his office with insight and punctuality, and discussed all matters with the Queen and her daughter-in-law at all times; by honoring her as his mistress and superior, although they were both entrusted to his protection and supervision. He was a man of very handsome figure, about forty years of age, fine and pleasant in his manners, as much as any nobleman could be, moreover the most tasteful and dainty gentleman of his time, and a great lover of external jewelry . Gautier's wife had died leaving him with only one son and one daughter. Because he was now at court while the king and prince were in the field, and often discussed matters of state with the queen and the crown princess, it so happened that the princess cast her eyes on him, and as she regarded his person and manners with great pleasure, she was kindled with secret love for him. Since she was now young and charming herself, and the count had no wife, she flattered herself all the sooner with the fulfillment of her wishes, and since she believed that nothing else could stand in the way than her shyness to make them loud so she resolved to banish them entirely. One day when she found herself alone, she took the opportunity and called for the count as if she wanted to talk to him about other things. The count, whose thoughts were very far from hers, went to her at once and, at her command, sat down next to her on a couch in her room, in which they were both quite alone. He had already asked her twice why she had called him, and she was always silent. At last she began, driven by her love, with a reddened cheek, and while a tear swam in her eye, she said in a trembling voice: “Dearest and best lord and friend! As a wise man you can easily judge how far weakness often goes in men and women, and for various reasons it goes further in some than in others; and that is why one and the same offense does not deserve the same punishment in the eyes of a righteous judge in different persons. Who will assert that a poor man or a poor woman, who must seek their livelihood in the sweat of their brow, deserve no more rebukes if they obey the stimuli of love and surrender to their instincts than a rich and idle lady? who lacks nothing to satisfy their desires? I certainly believe no one. So it seems to me that these things must do a great deal to excuse the person who possesses them if he is led into love; and because of the rest, the choice of a wise and worthy lover, if it has made one, must justify it. Since, in my opinion, these two circumstances are united in me, and there are also several additional causes which must stimulate me to love (for example my youth and the absence of my husband) these must come to my aid to justify my fiery love in your eyes; and if they apply to you what they must apply to intelligent people, then I ask you to advise me and to help in the case that I want to tell you: I confess that while my husband is absent I will find the charms I was unable to withstand love, which is so powerful that it not only overcame tender, weak women, but also the most steadfast men not infrequently, and still overcomes them every day; and since, as you can see, I live in abundance and idleness, I have allowed myself to be seduced into indulging in tender joys with my thoughts and falling in love. Although I am now convinced that such things, if they were to become known, are not proper, I do not consider them improper at all if they are and remain hidden; love has also been so favorable to me that not only has it not robbed me of the necessary considerations when choosing a lover, but rather has lent it to me in abundance by showing me in your person the one who is worthy of to be loved to a woman like me, because in you, if my judgment is not deceptive, I have found in you the most beautiful, amiable, pleasant and understanding gentleman that all of France can show. And just as I am now without a husband, so are you also without a wife; therefore, with the great love I feel for you, I swear that you will not deny me yours, but have pity on my youth, which is really consumed for you like the ice on the fire. "

These words were followed by such a torrent of tears that she was unable to speak any more, although there were still more requests on the tip of her tongue; but she cast down her eyes, and sank to the count's breast, as if overwhelmed with tears. The count, as an extremely honest knight, reprimanded her foolish passion in the strictest terms; He pushed her back, as she was about to sink into his arms, and asserted with the most sacred oaths that he would rather allow himself to be divided into four than allow such an insult to the honor of his master neither to himself nor to anyone else.

When the lady heard this, her love was suddenly transformed into the fury of a fury: 'Do you then (cried out), unworthy knight, that you can mock my wishes in this way? Heaven does not want you to want to kill me; Rather, I want to kill you, or banish you from the world! "With these words she suddenly ran both hands into her hair, tore it up and confused it, tore her clothes from her breast and called out in a loud voice:" Help! Help! the Count of Angers wants to do violence to me. "

The count, who saw this and could well think that the envy of the courtiers would have a more powerful effect than his good conscience, and at the same time had to fear that the malicious slander of the princess would find more faith than his innocence, hurried as quickly as he could out of the chamber and out of the palace and fled to his house, where, without taking a rest from other councils, he put his two children on horseback, swung himself onto his horse, and set off for Calais.

At the princess's screams, all the courtiers ran together, and when they heard the cause of their screams, they not only believed what she had said, but added that the count had certainly not dressed and adorned himself so much for a long time for any other reason than with this intention. Accordingly, in anger, they hurried to the count's house in order to gain control of his person; but when he was not found, everything was first plundered, and then his house was torn down to the ground. The news of this came to the ears of the king and the prince in the field in the ugly form in which it was spread, and so incited them against the count that they condemned him and his family to perpetual exile, and a great reward to them promised who would deliver the count dead or alive.

The troubled count, who had, as it were, pleaded guilty by his no-fault flight, came to Calais with his children unrecognized, and had himself transferred to England in a hurry, where he wandered to London in poor clothes, and when he arrived in this capital, his children gave a lot of good teachings and warnings, recommending two main things to them; First of all, that they would patiently endure the miserable state into which fate would have plunged them and him through no fault of his own, and secondly, if their lives were dear to them, they should be careful that no one would find out where they came from and whose children they would be. The son, named Louis, was about nine years old, and the daughter, whose name was Violante, was about seven years old, and according to their tender age they made excellent use of the teachings of their father, and subsequently proved it through their own Actions. To make it all the easier for them to remain anonymous, he gave them other names, calling the boy Pierrot and the girl Jeannette; and as they had come to London in the poorest dress of French beggars, they used to go about collecting alms. As they went to church one morning with this intention, it so happened that a distinguished lady, the wife of a royal field marshal, came out of the church and saw the count and his children asking for alms and asked where he was from and whether the children were his. He replied that he was out of picardy and that he ought to have fled the country with his two children because of the evil done by his unwary eldest son. The compassionate lady fixed her eyes on the girl, whom she liked immensely because she was very beautiful, well-behaved and engaging. "Good man (she said), if you want to leave your daughter to me, I will take her in, because I like her, and if she becomes a good girl I will marry her properly in good time." The count the offer was welcome; so he gave his consent on the spot, and with tears handed over his daughter to her, recommending her to her care.

As he had housed it, and knew that it was in good hands, he did not want to stay there any longer, but helped himself across the island with alms, and came to Wales with his son, not without great difficulty because he was the Was not used to traveling on foot. Another marshal of the king was here, who led a large court and kept many servants, at whose court the count and his son sometimes had lunch. Once the marshal's son tried running, jumping, and other juvenile exercises with the children of some other nobles. Pierrot mingled with the boys and did everything as skillfully as the rest of them, and sometimes even better. As the Marshal had noticed this several times, and was pleased with the decency and behavior of the boys, he asked who he was. He was told he was the son of a poor man who sometimes sought alms; whereupon the marshal had him ask for the boy. The count, who had only asked this from God, gladly gave him the boy, no matter how reluctant he would otherwise have parted with him. When he saw his son and daughter looked after, he no longer wanted to stay in England, but went to Ireland as soon as he could, and when he got to Stamford he went to work for a nobleman in the country. Here he did everything that is ordinarily required of a servant or squire, and for a long time led an unnoticed and arduous life.

Violante, under the name Jeanette, however, increased in years, in growth and in beauty, and was in such favor with her lady in London and with her husband, and with everyone in the house, and with everyone who knew her, so well popular that it was astonishing; and whoever observed its manners and its performance had to confess that it was worth being raised to happiness and honor. The noblewoman, who had received her from her father, but who knew nothing more of his circumstances than what he himself had told her, was therefore willing to marry her as decently as would be appropriate to the circumstances in which she believed that she could be born. But God, who rules most justly over the merits of men, well knew that she was a noble girl who was atone for strange sins without guilt, and determined a better lot for her; and one had to believe that what happened was due to his kind disposition, so that it might not be thrown into the arms of a lowly person.

The lady with whom Jeannette lived had an only son with her husband, whom both parents loved very tenderly, not only because he was their son, but also because he deserved to be one because of his virtues and gifts; for he was especially noble and honest in manners, and beautiful and attractive in form. He was about six years older than Jeannette, and her beauty and kindness captivated him so much that there was nothing beautiful in the world for him but her. But because he believed that she was of low rank, he did not dare to ask his parents to give her to him as a wife, but rather out of concern that they might want to deny him his indecent inclination, he looked for her as much as possible to hide, although for that very reason he still felt her sting more sensitively than if he had freely admitted it. And so it finally came to the point that he finally became seriously ill from deep grief, about which his parents grieved very much, and often asked him in loving words to discover the cause of his grief, but he only answered with a sigh, or he said , he felt that his life forces were completely disappearing. Once it happened when a young doctor (who was, however, old in insight and learning) was sitting next to his bed and feeling his pulse that Jeannette, who was attending to him out of love for his mother with all care, was in on something about something the room came where the patient lay. When the young man saw her, he did not let anything be noticed by words and expressions, but his heart, which at that moment felt the glow of love more violently, beat more strongly and his pulse went faster than usual, which the doctor noticed with astonishment, and the more careful attention was paid to the duration of the increased pulse rate. As Jeannette left the room, the pulse also weakened again, so the doctor believed he had tracked down the cause of the illness and therefore had Jeannette called in again after a while as if he needed something, and meanwhile she Hand of the sick always held in his. Jeannette came in and no sooner had she stepped on the threshold than the patient's pulse rose, and became weaker again as soon as she left again. When the doctor believed he had now achieved complete certainty, he stood up and said in confidence to the patient's parents: "The health of your son is not in the doctor's hands, but in Jeannette's hands: for as I infer from clear characteristics That is how the young man loves her fervently, although in my judgment she does not seem to notice anything. You now know what you have to do if you value his life. "

The nobleman and his wife were glad when they heard that there was at least some means of saving their son, although they were very sensitive that the important thing (as they feared) was to give him Jeannette as his wife. As soon as the doctor had left, they went in to the patient, and the mother said to him: "Dear son, I would never have believed that you could hide a wish from me, especially since you noticed that the failure to fulfill it was yours Robbed life forces; for you should be assured, and it must be, that there is nothing in the world that I have not given you of my own instinct if it can make you happy. But because you did it anyway, our Lord God has been more merciful to you than you yourself, and so that you do not die of this disease, he discovered the source of your suffering for me, which is nothing other than intimate love which you feel for any girl, whatever it may be. You really do not need to be ashamed to confess this, because it suits your years, and if you do not love, I would consider you to be very insensitive.Therefore do not hide anything from me, my son, but discover your wishes with confidence and give up the sadness and profundity which this disease has caused you; be of good cheer and assure yourself that you cannot desire anything from me to promote your happiness, which I would not strive with all my might to get you by loving you more than my life. Remove all fear and stupidity, and tell me whether I can contribute anything to the advancement of your love, and if you do not find that I am making every possible effort to help you to achieve your end goal, then consider me the cruelest mother, who has ever given birth to a son. "

The youth first blushed when he addressed his mother. But when he considered that no one could be more conducive to his happiness than she, he banished his blush and replied: "Dear mother, nothing moved me to hide my love other than the frequent experience, that when people get old they don't want to remember that they were young. But because you are lenient in this matter, I will not only confess to you that everything you have noticed is correct, but I will also give you the name of the person, on condition that you keep your promise to the best of your ability; for only in this case can you hope to see me well again. "

The mother, who made herself too certain that she would be able to arrange the matter in her own way (which she did not succeed in doing), promised him without hesitation that she would immediately set about to satisfy his wishes, and asked him to open his whole heart to her.

“Dear mother,” said the young man, “the great beauty and the amiable demeanor of our Jeannette, and the impossibility that I found to explain my love to her and even less to induce her to love in return, along with the lack of courage, Discovering me somebody brought me to where you see me now. And if what you promised me does not come true in one way or another, rest assured that I will not live long. "

The lady, who believed that it would now be more time to console than reproach, replied with a smile: "Oh my son! and for that sake did you get sick? Be of good cheer and let me do it, you should get well again. "

The youth, who now flattered himself with the best of hope, briefly showed signs of apparent improvement, which was very gratifying for his mother, who therefore resolved to try what best way to keep her promise. So one day she had Jeannette called over and asked her in very friendly terms whether she already had a lover.

Jeannette answered with a blush: Madam, a poor girl who has been driven from house and yard like I am, and who has to live in the service of other people, is not easy to tell of love, and it suits her too not to give such requests a hearing. "

"Very good," said the lady, "if you don't have a lover, we want to get you one whose you will be happy and enjoy your beauty twice over, for it would be a shame if a girl as beautiful as you are shouldn't find a lover. "

“Madam,” replied Jeannette, “since you received me from my father, you have brought me up like your daughter, and I am therefore obliged to obey you in everything; but I will never be obedient to you in this matter, and I believe I will do so. If you will like to give me a husband, let my love be dedicated to him, but not to anyone else; for I have nothing left of the inheritance from my fathers but the feeling of honor, and I want to keep this as long as I live. "

These words did not seem to correspond to what the lady intended in order to keep her son's word, although as a sensible woman she had to praise the girl in her heart for it. "How so, Jeannette?" Said she, "if the king, who is a young gentleman, expected some favors from your love, would you refuse him?"

Jeannette replied hastily: "The King could do me good by force, but with my will he would never get anything from me that would be contrary to honesty."

As the lady saw her disposition, she gave up trying to persuade her with words and resolved to put her to the test in another way. She said to her son that she wanted to send Jeannette to his room as soon as he was healthy, and leave it to him to persuade her to give in, believing that it would not be appropriate for her to act as her son's negotiator to appear and ask her maid for love for him. This was completely repugnant to the young man, and suddenly things were much worse with him than before, so that the lady, when she saw this, completely discovered Jeannette. But when she found her more steadfast than ever, and told her husband what she had spoken to her, they both made it easy, however difficult it was for them, to give Jeannette to their son as a wife, preferring to have him alive in one of the arms Wanted to see wife who would be under his position as on the bier, for want of her. This happened, after many negotiations, to the delight of Jeannette, who thanked God with a devout heart that he had not forgotten her; and still pretending to be nothing but the daughter of a poor picard. The youth then got well, celebrated his wedding more happily than anyone else, and made it easy with his wife.

Pierrot, who in the meantime had remained in Wales with the marshal of the King of England, also grew up, won his master's favor, and became a swift, handsome youth, like anyone in England; so that no one in the whole country surpassed him in wrestling, tournaments and other knightly exercises, and that he was known and famous everywhere under the name of Pierrot von Pikardie. And just as God had not forgotten his sister, so he also showed him that he remembered him. For a deadly plague broke out in the area, which wiped out almost half of the inhabitants, while a large part of those who remained escaped to other countries in fear, so that the country seemed quite desolate and empty. Pierrot's master also died of this plague, along with his wife, his son, and many brothers, nephews, and relatives, so that none of his entire family and servants was left but a single adult daughter, and Pierrot along with a few other servants. When the plague finally subsided, the young lady took Pierrot as a keen and brave squire with the permission and on the advice of her few subscribers who remained alive, and made him master of everything that had come to her as an inheritance. It was not long before the King of England, hearing the death of his marshal, appointed Pierrot of Pikardie, whose bravery he knew, to succeed him, and made him marshal. This is the short story of the two children of the Count of Angers, whom he had been forced to send into the world as if lost.

Eighteen years had already passed since the Count had to flee Paris, just as, at his age, after having overcome many hardships, the desire arose in Ireland to find out where possible what had become of his children. The length of time had completely changed his form, and by the sustained use of his powers he had become far stronger than he had been in his youth, and so he left the house of those he had long been in poor clothes and in meager circumstances had served, came back to England, and went first to where he had left his son, whom he found a great lord and royal marshal, and saw him fresh and healthy as a handsome young man, which he was heartily happy about , but did not want to reveal himself until he also knew what would have become of Jeannetten. So he set off again and did not rest until he came to London, where he silently inquired about the lady with whom he had left his daughter, and found that Jeannette had become her son's wife, which is why he felt so happy that he took all his past adversities to trifles, since he had found his children alive and in such prosperity. However, because he wished to see his daughter himself, he paced up and down, dressed as a poor man, near her house, where Sir Jacob Langley, Jeannette's husband, saw him, who was with him as with a poor old man Had compassion, and ordered one of his servants to take him to his house, and to give him something to eat out of mercy, which the servant did. Jeannette and her husband already had various children, the eldest of whom was not more than eight years old, all of them beautiful and cheerful children who, as they saw the count eating, went about him and began to love him as if they were guessing by a secret premonition that he was her grandfather; and since he himself really knew that they were his grandchildren, he lured them to him and flattered them so that the children would not let go of him at all, no matter how seriously their tutor called them away from him. Jeannette finally found out about it herself, and threatened the children with punishment if they did not obey their superior. The children wept over it and said they wished to stay with the good man, who would still rather have them than their court master, about which both Jeannette and the count could not refrain from laughing. The count had risen, not like a father in front of his daughter, but like a poor man in front of a noble lady, to show her respect; but he felt a secret joy as he saw her. But she did not even recognize him because his previous shape had changed completely; for he had grown old and gray, long-bearded and gaunt, and so scorched by the sun that he was no less like himself than himself in his previous form. When Jeannette saw that the children did not want to let go of him, but cried when they wanted to be separated from him, she said to the court master that he would like them to stay with him for a while. While the children were still messing with the good man, Jeannette's father-in-law came home, who was not very fond of her. When the master of the court told him about the incident with the old man, he replied: 'Leave them with him in the name of misfortune, they are the image of their mother. She is the daughter of a beggar; So it's no wonder that the children like to hang out with beggars. "

It certainly annoyed the count very much that he had to hear these words, but he shrugged his shoulders and endured this humiliation as he had endured many others.

The young nobleman, who heard the children enjoying the old man, was not very satisfied either; but because he loved them and did not want to cause them tears, he gave the order to keep the old man in the house if he felt like doing any service. He replied that he would like to stay, but that he had learned nothing else in his life than how to handle horses. So he was given a horse to wait for, and he resolved to train it for the children's amusement.

While fate now led the Count of Angers and his children as I have related, the King of France died after concluding various truces with the Germans, and his son, whose wife had caused the Count's exile, was born crowned king in his place. After the last armistice had expired, the war began again with much bitterness, and the King of England, as his new relative, sent many soldiers to his aid, under the orders of his Field Marshal Pierrot von Pikardie and Jacob Langreys, his son second marshal, to whom the count, unrecognized by everyone, waited a long time in the field as a groom, and as a brave man, rendered many important services with advice and deed, beyond the expectation that could be expected of him. During this campaign the Queen of France was attacked by a serious illness, and when she felt that she was near death, she confessed all her sins with much penance to the Archbishop of Rheims, who was considered a pious and holy man, and confessed to him, among other things, that for their sake the Count of Angers had done a great injustice; Indeed, she was not content with confessing this to him, but confessed to the presence of many respected men how everything had happened and asked her to enable the king to make the count, if he was still alive, or one of the his children, put back into his goods. Not long afterwards she passed away and was buried with all honors on earth.

How they brought their confession to the king, and how he had regretted the afflictions which the worthy count had suffered through no fault of his own, with a few sighs, he had proclaimed throughout the army and in many other places that he who had given him the residence of the The Earl of Angers, or any one of his children, should receive a considerable reward for each of them; because, according to the Queen's confession, he found him innocent of everything for which he was banished; hence he would now be willing to raise him to all his previous and higher honors. The Count, who still appeared as a groom, found out all this, and when he thought it was really true, he went quickly to Sir Jacob Langrey and asked him to go to Pierrot with him, so that he could show them both wanted that the king was looking for.

When the three of them were together, the count spoke to Pierrot, who was already about to identify himself to the king: 'Pierrot, this Sir Jacob has your sister as his wife, and has never got a trousseau with her. So that you may not miss this, it is my will that he and no one else receive the great rewards that the king has offered for you as the son of the Count of Angers, and for Violante, your sister and Jacob Wife, and for me, the Count of Angers, your father, and that he should introduce us all to the king. "

When Pierrot heard this and looked at it carefully, he recognized it at the moment, and greeted him as a father by clasping his feet with tearful eyes. Sir Jakob, who first heard the Count's words and then saw how Pierrot was behaving towards him, was so taken aback with amazement and joy that he scarcely knew what to begin with; but because he believed the count's words and blushed at the fact that he had often offended him by treating him like a groom, he fell at his feet and humbly begged his forgiveness for every insult, which the count also did who raised him again from the earth very willingly granted. After all three of them had talked a lot about their events together, cried a lot together and had a lot of joy together, Pierrot and Jakob wanted to have the count changed, but he did not want to admit it until Sir Jakob was certain of the promised reward; in order to shame him all the more, he demanded that he should present him to the king in the clothes of a common squire.

Sir Jakob therefore decided to be with the king, with the count and Pierrot following him, and offered to introduce the count and his children to him, if he would give him the reward promised by public proclamation.

The king immediately had the considerable rewards brought for all three, and allowed him to carry them off if he really showed him the count and his children, as he had promised.

Sir Jacob then turned around, had the Count, his squire, step forward and said: "Sire, here is the father and here is the son." The daughter, who is my wife, is not here now, but with God's help you should see her soon. "When the king heard this, he looked at the count closely, and although his figure contrasted with what it was before, had changed immensely, he recognized him nonetheless, and with almost tears in his eyes he lifted him up by kneeling before him; kissed and embraced him, and received Pierrot most graciously; Immediately ordered the count to be provided with clothes, waitresses, horses and implements, as would be appropriate to his position, which also happened immediately.In addition, the king also paid Sir Jacob great honor and received precise information about his past events.

When Sir Jacob received the considerable rewards for bringing the Count and his children back, the Count said to him: 'Receive this from the generous hand of my King, and do not forget to tell your father that your children, his and my grandchildren , not descended from tramps on the maternal side. "

Sir Jacob received the presents and had his wife and mother come to Paris, whither Pierrot's wife went, and they all lived with great joy with the count, whom the king had reinstated in all his possessions and made him still greater than he had ever been before. Afterwards they took leave of absence from him and went home again; but he stayed in Paris and was honored more than ever to the end.

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