Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription TI3E JEALOUS LORD. 87
dwelt with emphasis upon the pointed and passionate declara-
tions, the intensity and ardor of the sentiments which now filled
the songs of the troubadour´┐Żso very different from what they
had ever been before. In truth, the new passion of Guillaume
had wrought wondrously in favor of his music. He who had
been only a clever and dextrous imitator of the artificial strains
of other poets, had broken down all the fetters of convention,
and now poured forth the most natural and original poetry of
his own, greatly to the increase of his reputation as a trouba-
dour.
Raymond de Roussillon hearkened to these suggestions in
silence, and with a gloomy heart. He loved his wife truly, as
far as it was possible for him to love. He was a stern, harsh
man, fond of the chase, of the toils of chivalry rather than its
sports ; was cold in his own emotions, and with an intense self-
esteem that grew impatient under every sort of rivalry. It was
not difficult to impress him with evil thoughts, even where he
had bestowed his confidence ; and to kindle his mind with the
most terrible suspicions of the unconsciously offending parties.
Once aroused, the dark, stern man, resolved to avenge his sup-
posed wrong ; and hearing one day that Guillaume had gone out
hawking, and alone, he hastily put on his armor, concealing it
under his courtly and silken vestments, took his weapon, and
rode forth in the direction which the troubadour had taken. He
overtook the latter after a while, upon the edge of a little river
that wound slowly through a wood. Guillaume de Cabestaign
approached his lord without any misgiving ; but as he drew near,
a certain indefinable something iu the face of Raymond, inspired
a feeling of anxiety in his mind, and, possibly, the secret con-
sciousness in his own bosom added to his uneasiness. He re-
membered that it was not often that great lords thus wandered
forth unattended ; and the path which Raymond pursued was
one that Guillaume had taken because of its obscurity, and with
the desire to find a solitude in which he might brood securely
over his own secret fancies and affections. His doubts, thus awa-
kened, our troubadour prepared to guard his speech. He boldly
approached his superior, however, and was the first to break
silence.
You here, my lord, and alone ! How does this chance ?"