"Regularly ugly, pendent cheeks, forehead too prominent, a nose that said nothing; of eyes the most speaking and most beautiful in the world; a carriage of the head gallant, majestic, graceful, and a look the same; smile the most expressive, waist long, rounded, slight, supple; the gait of a goddess on the clouds; her youthful, vivacious, energetic gayety, carried all before it, and her nymph-like agility wafted her everywhere, like a whirlwind that fills many places at once, and gives to them movement and life.

If the court existed after her it was but to languish away." [Memoires de St.Simon, xi.] There was only one blow more fatal for death to deal; and there was not long to wait for it.
"I have prayed, and I will pray," writes F6nelon.

"God knows whether the prince is for one instant forgotten.

I fancy I see him in the state in which St.Augustin depicts himself: 'My heart is obscured by grief.

All that I see reflects for me but the image of death.