Precautional

Imprimis, as concerns the authenticity of these tales perhaps the less

debate may be the higher wisdom, if only because this Nicolas de Caen,

by common report, was never a Gradgrindian. And in this volume in

particular, writing it (as Nicolas is supposed to have done) in 1470, as

a dependant on the Duke of Burgundy, it were but human nature should he,

in dealing with the putative descendants of Dom Manuel and Alianora of

Provence, be niggardly in his ascription of praiseworthy traits to any

member of the house of Lancaster or of Valois. Rather must one in common

reason accept old Nicolas as confessedly a partisan writer, who upon

occasion will recolor an event with such nuances as will be least

inconvenient to a Yorkist and Burgundian bias.

The reteller of these stories needs in addition to plead guilty of

having abridged the tales with a free hand. Item, these tales have been

a trifle pulled about, most notably in "The Story of the Satraps," where

it seemed advantageous, on reflection, to put into Gloucester's mouth a

history which in the original version was related _ab ovo_, and as a

sort of bungling prologue to the story proper.

Item, the re-teller of these stories desires hereby to tender

appropriate acknowledgment to Mr. R.E. Townsend for his assistance in

making an English version of the lyrics included hereinafter; and to

avoid discussion as to how freely, in these lyrics, Nicolas has

plagiarized from Raimbaut de Vaqueiras and other elder poets.[1]

And--"sixth and lastly"--should confession be made that in the present

rendering a purely arbitrary title has been assigned this little book;

chiefly for commercial reasons, since the word "dizain" has been

adjudged both untranslatable and, in its pristine form, repellantly

_outré_.

2

You are to give my titular makeshift, then, a wide interpretation; and

are always to remember that in the bleak, florid age these tales

commemorate this Chivalry was much the rarelier significant of any

personal trait than of a world-wide code in consonance with which all

estimable people lived and died. Its root was the assumption

(uncontested then) that a gentleman will always serve his God, his honor

and his lady without any reservation; nor did the many emanating by-laws

ever deal with special cases as concerns this triple, fixed, and

fundamental homage.

Such is the trinity served hereinafter. Now about lady-service, or

_domnei_, I have written elsewhere. Elsewhere also I find it recorded

that "the cornerstone of Chivalry is the idea of vicarship: for the

chivalrous person is, in his own eyes at least, the child of God, and

goes about this world as his Father's representative in an alien

country."

I believe the definition holds: it certainly tends to explain the

otherwise puzzling pertinacity with which the characters in these tales

talk about God and act upon an assured knowledge as to Heaven's private

intentions and preferences. These people are the members of one family

engrossed, as all of us are apt to be when in the society of our kin, by

family matters and traditions and by-words. It is not merely that they

are all large children consciously dependent in all things upon a not

foolishly indulgent Father, Who keeps an interested eye upon the least

of their doings, and punishes at need,--not merely that they know

themselves to act under surveillance and to speak within ear-shot of a

divine eavesdropper. The point is, rather, that they know this

observation to be as tender, the punishment to be as unwilling, as that

which they themselves extend to their own children's pranks and

misdemeanors. The point is that to them Heaven is a place as actual and

tangible as we consider Alaska or Algiers to be, and that their living

is a conscious journeying toward this actual place. The point is that

the Father is a real father, and not a word spelt with capital letters

in the Church Service; not an abstraction, not a sort of a something

vaguely describable as "the Life Force," but a very famous kinsman, of

whom one is naïvely proud, and whom one is on the way to visit.... The

point, in brief, is that His honor and yours are inextricably blended,

and are both implicated in your behavior on the journey.

We nowadays can just cloudily imagine this viewing of life as a sort of

boarding-school from which one eventually goes home, with an official

report as to progress and deportment: and in retaliation for being

debarred from the comforts of this view, the psychoanalysts have no

doubt invented for it some opprobrious explanation. At all events, this

Chivalry was a pragmatic hypothesis: it "worked," and served society for

a long while, not faultlessly of course, but by creating, like all the

other codes of human conduct which men have yet tried, a tragi-comic

mêlée wherein contended "courtesy and humanity, friendliness, hardihood,

love and friendship, and murder, hate, and virtue, and sin."

3

For the rest, since good wine needs no bush, and an inferior beverage is

not likely to be bettered by arboreal adornment, I elect to piece out

my exordium (however lamely) with "The Printer's Preface." And it runs

in this fashion:

"Here begins the volume called and entitled the Dizain of Queens,

composed and extracted from divers chronicles and other sources of

information, by that extremely venerable person and worshipful man,

Messire Nicolas de Caen, priest and chaplain to the right noble,

glorious and mighty prince in his time, Philippe, Duke of Burgundy, of

Brabant, etc., in the year of the Incarnation of our Lord God a thousand

four hundred and seventy: and imprinted by me, Colard Mansion, at

Bruges, in the year of our said Lord God a thousand four hundred and

seventy-one; at the commandment of the right high, mighty and virtuous

Princess, my redoubted Lady, Isabella of Portugal, by the grace of God

Duchess of Burgundy and Lotharingia, of Brabant and Limbourg, of

Luxembourg and of Gueldres, Countess of Flanders, of Artois, and of

Burgundy, Palatine of Hainault, of Holland, of Zealand and of Namur,

Marquesse of the Holy Empire, and Lady of Frisia, of Salins and of

Mechlin; whom I beseech Almighty God less to increase than to continue

in her virtuous disposition in this world, and after our poor fleet

existence to receive eternally. Amen."

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