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FRANCIS LANCELOTT, ESQ. Queens of England. Vol.1.


Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of England, France, Spain and the Ajoining Countries from the latter part of the reign of Edward II to the coronation of Henry IV in 12 volumes 

Chronicles of Enguerrand De Monstrelet (Sir John Froissart's Chronicles continuation) in 13 volumes 

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Queens of England. Vol.1.
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arranged that the father and son should meet, and endeavour to settle matters amicably. Tho interview vas a stormy one : Robert, as the price of his reconciliation, demanded the investure of the duchies of Normandy ami Maine; this was met by a stern refusal from the fa-* ther, who reminded his irascible heir of the fate of Absalom and Rehoboam, and bade him obey his parent, and not hearken to evil counsellors. " 1 am bore to domain! my rights, and not to listen to sermons," answered Robert, with more insolence than prudence. "Say, on the honour of a father," he added, haughtily, "is not the earldom of Maine lawfully mine by possession f and did not you yourself, long ago, promise me the fuvesture of Normandy ?" " Tush !" replied the Conqueror, tartly ; " you know, son, I do not intend to divest myself of my clothing till I go to bed. Normandy is mine by patrimony, .England I won by my good sword, and .I swear, that whilst I live, no power on earth shall force me to dinde my authority with another, even should that other be my first-born ; for it is written in the holy evangelists, that a kingdom divided against itself shall become desolate." "True, sire," retorted Robert, "and it is also written in the holy hook, put not your trust in kings, But," he continued, with a scornful smile, " the Duke of Normandy has a bad memory for unpleasant truths ; he has doubtless forgotten that the good people of Mans submitted to his sword on condition that the earldom of Maine should be mine ; nor is it convenient for him to remember, that Philip of France consented not to snatch Normandy from his grasp during his expedition into England, only on consideration that on his return be would place the crown of that duchy on my head. However, as my royal father has found it convenient to break faith with his lieges, his suzerain, and his heir, I will instantly leave Normandy, and seek that justice 'from strangers which I cannot obtain here." Then bidding his royal sire adieu, he departed, and, accompanied by several of his partisans, sought refuge at the court of his uncle, Robert of Flanders, where he commenced plotting against his father. The King of France and the Duke of J landers seconded bis efforts, advised him to take up arms, and otherwise counselled him to evil courses. But for a period, poverty and profligacy prevented him from carrying his designs into effect - -indeed, at this time, so straitened were his circumstances, that, under the pressure of pecuniary embarrassments, he made repeated applications to his over-fond parent, Matilda, who secretly supplied him with vast sums from her own private coffers; and when these were exhausted, she, with the weakness of a doting mother, stripped herself of her jewels and costly trinkets for the same purpose. Roger de Beaumont, the faithful premier of Normandy, no sooner discovered that Robert was arming against his father with his mother's wealth, than he dispatched a message to his royal master, who, with his son, William Rufus, was then in England, informing him of the fact, and requesting his speedy return to his native realms. This intelligence so startled William, that he scarcely believed it, till, on landing in Normandy, he intercepted Matilda's private agent, Sampson, in the very act of conveying a quantity of the royal plate to her rebel son, Robert. The meeting between Matilda and her royal lord on this occasion was one of mingled indignation, sorrow, and impassioned tenderness. " Oh, woe, WOO, woe !" exclaimed the Conqueror, fixing his stern, hut griefdimmed eyes on the Queen. " The brightest jewel of my bosom hath pierced my heart with the deadly dart of treachery. She hath deceived her husband, and destroyed her own house. Behold, my wife—the treasure of my soul—to whom I have confided my wealth, my crowTi, my greatness, my all. She hath supported my rebel son in perfidy, and aided him to raise his sword against his own father." " My lord," replied Matilda, " far be it from me to do you wrong. But when you spurn our first-born, and retain from him his rights, you drive him to

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