CHAPTER XIX.

ALBERTUS MAGNUS AND NOSTRADAMUS.

In the year 1248, the Emperor William of Holland arrived at Cologne on the

anniversary of the festival of the Epiphany; when Albertus the Great,

invited him and his whole Court to a banquet in a garden near the Convent

of the Preaching Friars. The Emperor accepted the offer: but on the

appointed day, there was a great fall of snow; and the Emperor and his

Court were much disconcerted by the invitation.

But though inclined to avoid exposure to such inclemency of weather, they

adhered to their engagement and proceeded to the scene of the

entertainment, where they found the tables spread, but the trees and turf

covered with snow. The guests were of course indignant at so absurd an

arrangement; but Albertus had contrived that no one could go out of the

garden, by placing at every entrance guards of imposing stature. The

Emperor and Princes having seated themselves, the dishes were placed on

the table; when the day became gradually fine, and the snow disappearing

as if by enchantment, the shrubs and flowers recovered their verdure and

perfume; while the trees suddenly presented fruits in luscious maturity,

with innumerable birds perched upon their branches warbling heart-stirring

music.

The heat increasing, the guests were forced to throw off their outward

garb; but no one could conjecture whence or by whom the dishes of the

feast were produced; the menials who served them being strangers, richly

attired, and of the most courteous deportment. The feast being at an end,

servitors and birds vanished; the turf lost its verdure, the flowers their

odour; and the snow re-appeared as if in the gloom of winter. The outward

garments of the guests were, of course, resumed; and all persons repaired

to a vast hall, where a good fire was blazing.

The Emperor, gratified with this wonderful entertainment, endowed the

convent of which Albertus was a member with a valuable estate; expressing

great esteem for the skill and dexterity of his entertainer.

Such is the monkish legend; nor is it worth while to contest such

absurdities, no one being weak enough to believe seriously in tales of

enchantment worthy only to figure in the pages of a romance.

Many such marvels are recorded of Albertus, entitling us to believe him a

sorcerer, and the ally of Satan. But he is known to have been, like Friar

Bacon, one of the most enlightened men of the thirteenth century; and it

often happens, that in order to enhance the fame of illustrious persons,

their biographers have resource to exaggerations that deteriorate their

well-won fame. Such was the case with Nostradamus; who, in spite of

himself, was made a prophet. The real name of Nostradamus, was Michael of

Notre-Dame, but a custom prevailed in his time of latinizing names; and

Nostradamus was one of the high-sounding titles likely to ensure

popularity. Among the French, it enjoyed equal fame with that of Matthew

Länsberg among the Germans.

The family of Nostradamus was of Jewish extraction, and proclaimed itself

descended from Issachar; a personage reputed to have been profoundly

versed in chronological science. Michael was born, December 14, 1503, at

twelve precisely, in the village of St. Remi, in Provence. He studied at

Avignon, where he distinguished himself in rhetoric; then proceeded to

Montpellier for the study of medicine. Having attained the degree of

Doctor at twenty-six, an unusual occurrence, he was considered the

successor of Hippocrates and Galen; but disdaining all earthly vocations,

he devoted himself to astrology, and mysterious speculations upon the

future.

Nostradamus first published his Ephemeris, proclaiming agricultural

epochs, eclipses, phases of the moon, the returns of the season, and the

variations of atmosphere; and predicted the approach of epidemics, the

progress of governments, the births and marriages of the great; peace,

war, land, and sea fights, and many other things, which, as a matter of

course, must be realized in some part or other of the world. His

predictions were so fortunate, that he was soon acknowledged to be a

prophet; every one seeking to benefit by his vast enlightenment. The wily

man, aware that speculation upon popular prejudices is a sure road to

fortune, and seeing the love of the marvellous predominate, soon laid

aside his almanack, and gave full play to his fecund imagination as a

soothsayer.

Had Nostradamus been only a man of profound science, he would have pined

in obscurity; but as affording diversion for the Court of France, his fame

soon prevailed throughout Europe. When his predictions first appeared, in

1555, they had such success, that Henry II. and Catherine de Medicis

invited him to Paris.

Enriched by their munificence, he returned to his vocation in Provence;

and four years later, the Duke of Savoy and Marguerite of France, on their

way to Nice, visited Nostradamus at Salon. The Duchess being _enceinte_,

the Duke desired to know the probable sex of the issue; a tolerable safe

order of prediction as the chances of verification are even. In this case,

he foretold a son who afterwards became the greatest Captain in

Europe--Charles Emanuel, Duke of Savoy.

The system of Nostradamus was partly original; but grafted upon several

others. He not only consulted the stars to cast a nativity, but the form

and features of the party. The Governor of Henry IV. wishing to have the

horoscope of his youthful master, applied to him, when he demanded to see

the royal youth naked. Henry at first resisted, thinking it a trick, and

that they perhaps meant to castigate him unjustly; but finally consented,

and after the examination, it was predicted that he would become King of

France, and enjoy a long reign.

These facts are avouched by the biographers of Nostradamus; who, though he

predicted the future to others, was unable to foresee his approaching end.

He died in July 1566, aged sixty-two; but his fame survived him, and his

tomb became a kind of shrine, being inscribed with testimonials to his

profound science and miraculous qualities. Louis XIII. visited it in 1622,

and Louis XIV. in 1660.

Like most men possessed of high renown, who profit by the credulity of

their contemporaries, he had a host of fanatical adulators. Among them,

none more enthusiastically devoted than a man named Chavigny, who

abandoned every thing to follow the fortune of the prophet, and received

his last sigh. Chavigny became the interpreter and eulogist of his great

master, as he had been the depository of his secrets. He even ventured

upon some posthumous predictions.

Inconsolable for the loss of his illustrious master, Chavigny abandoned

Provence, and settled at Lyons; where he solaced his regrets by reflecting

upon the predictions and discoveries of the great astrologer. He commented

upon three hundred stanzas of the great work of Nostradamus, the result of

thirty years' study; and published the first part of the "French Janus,"

or rather, a partial explanation of his prophecies. In this curious work,

Chavigny collated, compared and approximated the stanzas bearing reference

to the events of his own century; and composed a chronological table, so

remarkable for order and method, as to impose upon superficial minds. So

singularly happy are some of the stanzas of Nostradamus, and their

associations with history are so striking, that the renowned Doctor might

almost pass for having been inspired. Such, at least, is the opinion of

many who have strictly examined the work.

In 1695, one Guinaud, one of the royal pages and a zealous supporter of

Nostradamus, proposed to reconcile the prophecies of Nostradamus with

history, from the time of Henry II. till that of Louis XIV. Presuming upon

his genius for exposition, he undertook to prove that nothing could be

clearer and less mysterious than the predictions of his favourite

astrologer.

In support of this opinion, he applies the following lines to the massacre

of St. Bartholomew:

Le gros airain qui les heures ordonne;

Sur le trépas du tyran cassera;

Fleurs plainte et cris, eau glace, pain ne donne,

V.S.C. Paix, l'armée passera.

The explanation of Guinaud is, perhaps, more striking than the lines of

Nostradamus. The "_gros airain_," he declares to be the little bell of the

palaces. In the "_trépas du tyran_," he foresees the death of Coligny; and

in the initials "_V.S.C._," he finds an unaccountable indication of Philip

II. and Charles V.

The other analogies were equally far-fetched; and, as is not unusually the

case, the absurdity of the annotation was visited upon the original work.

The prophesies of Nostradamus, like those of Merlin, are now nothing more

than a literary curiosity.

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