The possession of the city only caused new and unhappy dissensions

between the Christian leaders. The Archduke of Austria unjustifiably

hoisted his flag on one of the towers of Acre, which Richard no sooner

saw than he tore it down with his own hands, and trampled it under his

feet. Philip, though he did not sympathise with the Archduke, was

piqued at the assumption of Richard, and the breach between the two

monarchs became wider than ever. A foolish dispute arose at the same

time between Guy of Lusignan and Conrad of Montferrat for the crown of

Jerusalem. The inferior knights were not slow to imitate the pernicious

example, and jealousy, distrust, and ill-will reigned in the Christian

camp. In the midst of this confusion the King of France suddenly

announced his intention to return to his own country. Richard was

filled with indignation, and exclaimed, "Eternal shame light on him,

and on all France, if, for any cause, he leave this work unfinished!"

But Philip was not to be stayed. His health had suffered by his

residence in the East, and, ambitious of playing a first part, he

preferred to play none at all, than to play second to King Richard.

Leaving a small detachment of Burgundians behind, he returned to France

with the remainder of his army; and Coeur de Lion, without feeling, in

the multitude of his rivals, that he had lost the greatest, became

painfully convinced that the right arm of the enterprize was lopped off.

After his departure, Richard re-fortified Acre, restored the Christian

worship in the churches, and, leaving a Christian garrison to protect

it, marched along the sea-coast towards Ascalon. Saladin was on the

alert, and sent his light horse to attack the rear of the Christian

army, while he himself, miscalculating their weakness since the

defection of Philip, endeavoured to force them to a general engagement.

The rival armies met near Azotus. A fierce battle ensued, in which

Saladin was defeated and put to flight, and the road to Jerusalem left

free for the crusaders.

Again discord exerted its baleful influence, and prevented Richard from

following up his victory. His opinion was constantly opposed by the

other leaders, all jealous of his bravery and influence; and the army,

instead of marching to Jerusalem, or even to Ascalon, as was first

intended, proceeded to Jaffa, and remained in idleness until Saladin

was again in a condition to wage war against them.

Many months were spent in fruitless hostilities and as fruitless

negotiations. Richard's wish was to recapture Jerusalem; but there were

difficulties in the way, which even his bold spirit could not conquer.

His own intolerable pride was not the least cause of the evil; for it

estranged many a generous spirit, who would have been willing to

co-operate with him in all cordiality. At length it was agreed to march

to the Holy City; but the progress made was so slow and painful, that

the soldiers murmured, and the leaders meditated retreat. The weather

was hot and dry, and there was little water to be procured. Saladin had

choked up the wells and cisterns on the route, and the army had not

zeal enough to push forward amid such privation. At Bethlehem a

council was held, to debate whether they should retreat or advance.

Retreat was decided upon, and immediately commenced. It is said, that

Richard was first led to a hill, whence he could obtain a sight of the

towers of Jerusalem, and that he was so affected at being so near it,

and so unable to relieve it, that he hid his face behind his shield,

and sobbed aloud.

The army separated into two divisions, the smaller falling back upon

Jaffa, and the larger, commanded by Richard and the Duke of Burgundy,

returning to Acre. Before the English monarch had made all his

preparations for his return to Europe, a messenger reached Acre with

the intelligence that Jaffa was besieged by Saladin, and that, unless

relieved immediately, the city would be taken. The French, under the

Duke of Burgundy, were so wearied with the war, that they refused to

aid their brethren in Jaffa. Richard, blushing with shame at their

pusillanimity, called his English to the rescue, and arrived just in

time to save the city. His very name put the Saracens to flight, so

great was their dread of his prowess. Saladin regarded him with the

warmest admiration, and when Richard, after his victory, demanded

peace, willingly acceded. A truce was concluded for three years and

eight months, during which Christian pilgrims were to enjoy the liberty

of visiting Jerusalem without hindrance or payment of any tax. The

crusaders were allowed to retain the cities of Tyre and Jaffa, with the

country intervening. Saladin, with a princely generosity, invited many

of the Christians to visit Jerusalem; and several of the leaders took

advantage of his offer to feast their eyes upon a spot which all

considered so sacred. Many of them were entertained for days in the

Sultan's own palace, from which they returned with their tongues laden

with the praises of the noble infidel. Richard and Saladin never met,

though the impression that they did will remain on many minds, who have

been dazzled by the glorious fiction of Sir Walter Scott. But each

admired the prowess and nobleness of soul of his rival, and agreed to

terms far less onerous than either would have accepted, had this mutual

admiration not existed.[Richard left a high reputation in Palestine. So

much terror did his name occasion, that the women of Syria used it to

frighten their children for ages afterwards. Every disobedient brat

became still when told that King Richard was coming. Even men shared

the panic that his name created; and a hundred years afterwards,

whenever a horse shied at any object in the way, his rider would

exclaim, "What! dost thou think King Richard is in the bush?"]

The King of England no longer delayed his departure, for messengers

from his own country brought imperative news that his presence was

required to defeat the intrigues that were fomenting against his crown.

His long imprisonment in the Austrian dominions and final ransom are

too well known to be dwelt upon. And thus ended the third Crusade, less

destructive of human life than the two first, but quite as useless.

The flame of popular enthusiasm now burned pale indeed, and all the

efforts of popes and potentates were insufficient to rekindle it. At

last, after flickering unsteadily, like a lamp expiring in the socket,

it burned up brightly for one final instant, and was extinguished for

ever.

The fourth Crusade, as connected with popular feeling, requires little

or no notice. At the death of Saladin, which happened a year after the

conclusion of his truce with Richard of England, his vast empire fell

to pieces. His brother Saif Eddin, or Saphaddin, seized upon Syria, in

the possession of which he was troubled by the sons of Saladin. When

this intelligence reached Europe, the Pope, Celestine III. judged the

moment favourable for preaching a new Crusade. But every nation in

Europe was unwilling and cold towards it. The people had no ardour, and

Kings were occupied with more weighty matters at home. The only Monarch

of Europe who encouraged it was the Emperor Henry of Germany, under

whose auspices the Dukes of Saxony and Bavaria took the field at the

head of a considerable force. They landed in Palestine, and found

anything but a welcome from the Christian inhabitants. Under the mild

sway of Saladin, they had enjoyed repose and toleration, and both were

endangered by the arrival of the Germans. They looked upon them in

consequence as over-officious intruders, and gave them no encouragement

in the warfare against Saphaddin. The result of this Crusade was even

more disastrous than the last--for the Germans contrived not only to

embitter the Saracens against the Christians of Judea, but to lose the

strong city of Jaffa, and cause the destruction of nine-tenths of the

army with which they had quitted Europe. And so ended the fourth

Crusade.

The fifth was more important, and had a result which its projectors

never dreamed of--no less than the sacking of Constantinople, and the

placing of a French dynasty upon the imperial throne of the eastern

Caesars. Each succeeding Pope, however much he may have differed from

his predecessors on other points, zealously agreed in one, that of

maintaining by every possible means the papal ascendancy. No scheme was

so likely to aid in this endeavour as the Crusades. As long as they

could persuade the kings and nobles of Europe to fight and die in

Syria, their own sway was secured over the minds of men at home. Such

being their object, they never inquired whether a Crusade was or was

not likely to be successful, whether the time were well or ill chosen,

or whether men and money could be procured in sufficient abundance.

Pope Innocent III. would have been proud if he could have bent the

refractory Monarchs of England and France into so much submission. But

John and Philip Augustus were both engaged. Both had deeply offended

the church, and had been laid under her ban, and both were occupied in

important reforms at home; Philip in bestowing immunities upon his

subjects, and John in having them forced from him. The emissaries of

the Pope therefore plied them in vain;--but as in the first and second

Crusades, the eloquence of a powerful preacher incited the nobility,

and through them a certain portion of the people, Foulque, Bishop of

Neuilly, an ambitious and enterprizing prelate, entered fully into the

views of the Court of Rome, and preached the Crusade wherever he could

find an audience. Chance favoured him to a degree he did not himself

expect, for he had in general found but few proselytes, and those few

but cold in the cause. Theobald, Count of Champagne, had instituted a

grand tournament, to which he had invited all the nobles from far and

near. Upwards of two thousand knights were present with their

retainers, besides a vast concourse of people to witness the sports. In

the midst of the festivities Foulque arrived upon the spot, and

conceiving the opportunity to be a favourable one, he addressed the

multitude in eloquent language, and passionately called upon them to

enrol themselves for the new Crusade. The Count de Champagne, young,

ardent, and easily excited, received the cross at his hands. The

enthusiasm spread rapidly. Charles Count of Blois followed the example,

and of the two thousand knights present, scarcely one hundred and fifty

refused. The popular phrensy seemed on the point of breaking out as in

the days of yore. The Count of Flanders, the Count of Bar, the Duke of

Burgundy, and the Marquis of Montferrat, brought all their vassals to

swell the train, and in a very short space of time an effective army

was on foot and ready to march to Palestine.

The dangers of an overland journey were too well understood, and the

crusaders endeavoured to make a contract with some of the Italian

states to convey them over in their vessels. Dandolo, the aged Doge of

Venice, offered them the galleys of the Republic; but the crusaders, on

their arrival in that city, found themselves too poor to pay even half

the sum demanded. Every means was tried to raise money; the crusaders

melted down their plate, and ladies gave up their trinkets.

Contributions were solicited from the faithful, but came in so slowly,

as to make it evident to all concerned, that the faithful of Europe

were outnumbered by the prudent. As a last resource, Dandolo offered to

convey them to Palestine at the expense of the Republic, if they would

previously aid in the recapture of the city of Zara, which had been

seized from the Venetians a short time previously by the King of

Hungary. The crusaders consented, much to the displeasure of the Pope,

who threatened excommunication upon all who should be turned aside from

the voyage to Jerusalem. But notwithstanding the fulminations of the

church, the expedition never reached Palestine. The siege of Zara was

speedily undertaken. After a long and brave defence, the city

surrendered at discretion, and the crusaders were free, if they had so

chosen it, to use their swords against the Saracens. But the ambition

of the chiefs had been directed, by unforeseen circumstances, elsewhere.

After the death of Manuel Comnenus, the Greek empire had fallen a prey

to intestine divisions. His son Alexius II. had succeeded him, but was

murdered after a very short reign by his uncle Andronicus, who seized

upon the throne. His reign also was but of short duration. Isaac

Angelus, a member of the same family, took up arms against the usurper,

and having defeated and captured him in a pitched battle, had him put

to death. He also mounted the throne only to be cast down from it. His

brother Alexius deposed him, and to incapacitate him from reigning, put

out his eyes, and shut him up in a dungeon. Neither was Alexius III.

allowed to remain in peaceable possession of the throne; the son of the

unhappy Isaac, whose name also was Alexius, fled from Constantinople,

and hearing that the crusaders had undertaken the siege of Zara, made

them the most magnificent offers if they would afterwards aid him in

deposing his uncle. His offers were, that if by their means he was

re-established in his father's dominions, he would place the Greek

church under the authority of the Pope of Rome, lend the whole force of

the Greek Empire to the conquest of Palestine, and distribute two

hundred thousand marks of silver among the crusading army. The offer

was accepted, with a proviso on the part of some of the leaders, that

they should be free to abandon the design, if it met with the

disapproval of the Pope. But this was not to be feared. The submission

of the schismatic Greeks to the See of Rome was a greater bribe to the

Pontiff, than the utter annihilation of the Saracen power in Palestine

would have been.

The crusaders were soon in movement for the imperial city. Their

operations were skilfully and courageously directed, and spread such

dismay as to paralyse the efforts of the usurper to retain possession

of his throne. After a vain resistance, he abandoned the city to its

fate, and fled no one knew whither. The aged and blind Isaac was taken

from his dungeon by his subjects, and placed upon the throne ere the

crusaders were apprized of the flight of his rival. His son Alexius IV.

was afterwards associated with him in the sovereignty.

But the conditions of the treaty gave offence to the Grecian people,

whose prelates refused to place themselves under the dominion of the

See of Rome. Alexius at first endeavoured to persuade his subjects to

submission, and prayed the crusaders to remain in Constantinople until

they had fortified him in the possession of a throne which was yet far

from secure. He soon became unpopular with his subjects; and breaking

faith with regard to the subsidies, he offended the crusaders. War was

at length declared upon him by both parties; by his people for his

tyranny, and by his former friends for his treachery. He was seized in

his palace by his own guards and thrown into prison, while the

crusaders were making ready to besiege his capital. The Greeks

immediately proceeded to the election of a new Monarch; and looking

about for a man with courage, energy, and perseverance, they fixed upon

Alexius Ducas, who, with almost every bad quality, was possessed of the

virtues they needed. He ascended the throne under the name of

Murzuphlis. One of his first acts was to rid himself of his youngest

predecessor--a broken heart had already removed the blind old Isaac--no

longer a stumbling block in his way--and the young Alexius was soon

after put to death in his prison.

War to the knife was now declared between the Greeks and the Franks,

and early in the spring of the year 1204, preparations were commenced

for an assault upon Constantinople. The French and Venetians entered

into a treaty for the division of the spoils among their soldiery, for

so confident were they of success, that failure never once entered into

their calculations. This confidence led them on to victory, while the

Greeks, cowardly as treacherous people always are, were paralysed by a

foreboding of evil. It has been a matter of astonishment to all

historians, that Murzuphlis, with the reputation for courage which he

had acquired, and the immense resources at his disposal, took no better

measures to repel the onset of the crusaders. Their numbers were as a

mere handful in comparison with those which he could have brought

against them; and if they had the hopes of plunder to lead them on, the

Greeks had their homes to fight for, and their very existence as a

nation to protect. After an impetuous assault, repulsed for one day,

but renewed with double impetuosity on another, the crusaders lashed

their vessels against the walls, slew every man who opposed them, and,

with little loss to themselves, entered the city. Murzuphlis fled, and

Constantinople was given over to be pillaged by the victors. The wealth

they found was enormous. In money alone there was sufficient to

distribute twenty marks of silver to each knight, ten to each squire or

servant at arms, and five to each archer. Jewels, velvets, silks, and

every luxury of attire, with rare wines and fruits, and valuable

merchandise of every description, also fell into their hands, and were

bought by the trading Venetians, and the proceeds distributed among the

army. Two thousand persons were put to the sword; but had there been

less plunder to take up the attention of the victors, the slaughter

would in all probability have been much greater.

In many of the bloody wars which defile the page of history, we find

that soldiers, utterly reckless of the works of God, will destroy his

masterpiece, man, with unsparing brutality, but linger with respect

around the beautiful works of art. They will slaughter women and

children, but spare a picture; will hew down the sick, the helpless,

and the hoary-headed, but refrain from injuring a fine piece of

sculpture. The Latins, on their entrance into Constantinople, respected

neither the works of God nor man, but vented their brutal ferocity upon

the one and satisfied their avarice upon the other. Many beautiful

bronze statues, above all price as works of art, were broken into

pieces to be sold as old metal. The finely-chiselled marble, which

could be put to no such vile uses, was also destroyed, with a

recklessness; if possible, still more atrocious. [The following is a

list of some of the works of art thus destroyed, from Nicetas, a

contemporary Greek author:--1st. A colossal Juno, from the forum of

Constantine, the head of which was so large that four horses could

scarcely draw it from the place where it stood to the palace. 2d. The

statue of Paris presenting the apple to Venus. 3d. An immense bronze

pyramid, crowned by a female figure, which turned with the wind. 4th.

The colossal statue of Bellerophon, in bronze, which was broken down

and cast into the furnace. Under the inner nail of the horse's hind

foot on the left side, was found a seal wrapped in a woollen cloth.

5th. A figure of Hercules, by Lysimachus, of such vast dimensions that

the thumb was equal in circumference to the waist of a man. 6th. The

Ass and his driver, cast by order of Augustus after the battle of

Actium, in commemoration of his having discovered the position of

Antony through the means of an ass-driver. 7th. The Wolf suckling the

twins of Rome. 8th. The Gladiator in combat with a lion. 9th. The

Hippopotamus. 10th. The Sphinxes. 11th. An eagle fighting with a

serpent. 12th. A beautiful statue of Helen. 13th. A group, with a

monster somewhat resembling a bull, engaged in deadly conflict with a

serpent; and many other works of art, too numerous to mention.]

The carnage being over, and the spoil distributed, six persons were

chosen from among the Franks and six from among the Venetians, who were

to meet and elect an Emperor, previously binding themselves by oath to

select the individual best qualified among the candidates. The choice

wavered between Baldwin, Count of Flanders, and Boniface, Marquis of

Montferrat, but fell eventually upon the former. He was straightway

robed in the imperial purple, and became the founder of a new dynasty.

He did not live long to enjoy his power, or to consolidate it for his

successors, who, in their turn, were soon swept away. In less than

sixty years the rule of the Franks at Constantinople was brought to as

sudden and disastrous a termination as the reign of Murzuphlis: and

this was the grand result of the fifth Crusade.

Pope Innocent III, although he had looked with no very unfavourable eye

upon these proceedings, regretted that nothing had been done for the

relief of the Holy Land; still, upon every convenient occasion, he

enforced the necessity of a new Crusade. Until the year 1213, his

exhortations had no other effect than to keep the subject in the mind

of Europe. Every spring and summer, detachments of pilgrims continued

to set out for Palestine to the aid of their brethren, but not in

sufficient numbers to be of much service. These periodical passages

were called the passagiuum Martii, or the passage of March, and the

passagium Johannis, or the passage of the festival of St. John. These

did not consist entirely of soldiers, armed against the Saracen, but of

pilgrims led by devotion, and in performance of their vows, bearing

nothing with them but their staff and their wallet. Early in the spring

of 1213 a more extraordinary body of crusaders was raised in France and

Germany. An immense number of boys and girls, amounting, according to

some accounts, to thirty thousand, were incited by the persuasion of

two monks to undertake the journey to Palestine. They were, no doubt,

composed of the idle and deserted children who generally swarm in great

cities, nurtured in vice and daring, and ready for anything. The object

of the monks seems to have been the atrocious one of inveigling them

into slave ships, on pretence of sending them to Syria, and selling

them for slaves on the coast of Africa. [See Jacob de Voragine and

Albericus.] Great numbers of these poor victims were shipped at

Marseilles; but the vessels, with the exception of two or three, were

wrecked on the shores of Italy, and every soul perished. The remainder

arrived safely in Africa, and were bought up as slaves, and sent off

into the interior of the country. Another detachment arrived at Genoa;

but the accomplices in this horrid plot having taken no measures at

that port, expecting them all at Marseilles, they were induced to

return to their homes by the Genoese.

Fuller, in his quaint history of the "Holy Warre," says that this

Crusade was done by the instinct of the devil; and he adds a reason,

which may provoke mirth now, but which was put forth by the worthy

historian in all soberness and sincerity. He says, "the devil, being

cloyed with the murdering of men, desired a cordial of children's blood

to comfort his weak stomach;" as epicures, when tired of mutton, resort

to lamb for a change.

It appears from other authors that the preaching of the vile monks had

such an effect upon these deluded children that they ran about the

country, exclaiming, "O, Lord Jesus, restore thy cross to us!" and that

neither bolts nor bars, the fear of fathers, nor the love of mothers,

was sufficient to restrain them from journeying to Jerusalem.

The details of these strange proceedings are exceedingly meagre and

confused, and none of the contemporary writers who mention the subject

have thought it worth while to state the names of the monks who

originated the scheme, or the fate they met for their wickedness. Two

merchants of Marseilles, who were to have shared in the profits, were,

it is said, brought to justice for some other crime, and suffered

death; but we are not informed whether they divulged any circumstances

relating to this matter.

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