Constable

The Duke of Bourbon, read by Thomas Peter.

The Constable of France, read by Brad.

Rambures, a French lord, read by Sandra Schmidt.

Grandpre, a French lord, read by Craig Franklin.

The king's palace.

Flourish.

Enter the French king, the Dauphin, the Dukes of Berry and Brittany, the Constable, and others.

Thus comes the English with full power upon us.

Bailey Kenzie has more.

The pile of floral tributes, cards and messages for Constable Mia Lay here along Gibbons Street at Redfern only continues to grow.

It is three days on from the crash that shocked the country and new questions are this afternoon emerging about the male constable who was behind the wheel with police sources claiming the patrol car Mia was a passenger in reached speeds of more than 150 kilometres an hour.

Do you think it's appropriate that officers are travelling in speeds of excess of

Henry met in the French camp Margaret's beautiful English maid of honor, the black-eyed slim Anne Boleyn.

There met two rivals no less potent than their masters, Wolsey of Canterbury with his retinue of colossals and Charles de Montpensier, Constable Bourbon, bearing in his hand the sword of France.

Henry of England looked on the constable, noted the tragic face wedged like a knife in the hilt between the black masses of his hair and said to Francis, Were he my servant I would cut off his head.

Had Francis taken this advice he had not paid too dear for the field of the cloth of gold.

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The pedestal on which this idealizing woman set her idols was so high that she did not see their feet of clay.

and bowed down before her shrines she offered a lifelong unparalleled devotion to those whose real qualities she never even saw end of section five section six of margaret of angouleme queen of navarre by agnes mary francis robinson this librivox recording is in the public domain recording by pamela nagami chapter four constable bourbon fifteen twenty one to fifteen twenty four il me faut mêler de beaucoup de choses qui me doivent bien donner crainte thus margaret wrote to brissonnet in fifteen twenty one already indeed she must have felt the dreadful approach of nearer troubles than wars with the emperor or uneasy peace with england in that year the king took from his schoolfellow constable bourbon the right to lead the vanguard and gave it to his brother-in-law d'alançon a man without genius or experience of warfare in the next summer louisa of savoie began a lawsuit against this constable bourbon her cousin in which she laid claim to the bourbon estates charles de montpensier a bourbon cadet had married suzanne the hunchback daughter of pierre duke of bourbon and anne of beaujeu naturally he took possession of the vast inheritance which came with his wife from her father and her mother but the crown declared that the estates of anne of beaujeu lapsed at her death to the king and that she had in fact a mere life interest in them and louisa a niece of pierre claimed his inheritance on the death of suzanne thus in her cruel anger she hoped to denude the constable of the whole of the inheritance of his dead wife such a hatred as hers altering the whole course of europe for many years deserves to be explained louisa was a violent hater nor was this the first shock that her private spite had given to the public wheel of france she had already hated the house of foix madame de chateaubriand the king's almost royal mistress and her brothers lautrec and lescun the viceroys at milan in order to secure the disgrace of lautrec louisa had intercepted the money which the king had finally dispatched to pay the swiss troops in the milanese louisa embezzled the money and the mercenaries revolted lautrec was disgraced and france lost milan and now madame directed her hate against a greater rival with larger interests at stake the constable bourbon was after the king the most important personage of france he possessed through his marriage with suzanne of bourbon beaujeu no less than seven french provinces when his eldest child was born the king stood sponsor and the guests were served at table by five hundred gentlemen in velvet no prince in europe displayed a more stately magnificence than he he was indeed a striking and picturesque figure this half-italian soldier only five years older than the king but looking more resolved maturer with his tragic southern aspect set mouth and great melancholy eyes he was no less brave than francis and a far better leader for indeed good soldiership was his natural inheritance from his bourbon ancestors who had all been generals and his gonzaga forebears all condottieri he was the cousin of those mantuan gonzagas who had but lately added montferrat to their domains this french gonzaga was no less resolved to rise through a prudent marriage he had become the richest man in france and he was determined that his courage and address should make him the most powerful already in fifteen thirteen louis the twelfth had created him constable of france as a reward for his prowess in battle king francis on his succession might however have annulled this dangerous favour no wise sovereign would permit a prince young popular of a great race and immensely rich to remain constable of france an office so powerful if occupied at all should only be filled as a compliment to bygone valour by some decrepit general too old to mutiny for the constable was virtually king of the army the sovereign himself in time of war could order nothing save through him knowing this and seeing the constable's proud and resolute mien henry of england had said in fifteen twenty were he my subject he should no longer wear his head but bourbon meant to wear his head and if possible a crown upon it he found a means to keep in favour with the king through the all-powerful influence of louisa louisa was forty-five years old but still very handsome she was far more ardent and vehement than in her youth violent and tender at once credulous as to the effect of her charms in fact a woman made to be deceived She fell passionately in love with this dark young Bourbon, whom she had brought up with her own children, and for some time he made great use of her affection.

She was the king's mother and a very clever woman, still handsome, still courted, no doubt.

This prince, born at Alencon on September 2, 1489, had been brought up at the Chateau of Mauves in Le Perche by his mother, the pious and charitable Margaret of Lorraine, who, on losing her husband, had resolved, like Louise of Savoy, to devote herself to the education of her children.

It had originally been intended that her son Charles should marry Suzanne, daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Bourbon, the celebrated Peter and Anne de Beaujeu, but this match fell through owing to the death of Peter and the opposition of Anne, who preferred the young Count of Montpensier, afterwards Constable de Bourbon, as a son-in-law.

A yet higher alliance then presented itself for Charles.

It was proposed that he should marry Anne of Brittany, the widow of King Charles VIII, but she was many years his senior and, moreover, to prevent the separation of Brittany from France, it had been stipulated that she should marry either her first husband's successor, Louis XII, or the heir presumptive to the throne.

In the epistles previously mentioned, and in several short pieces, rondeaux, epigrams, New Year's addresses, and epitaphs, really written to or for the sister of Francis I, one only finds respectful praise, such as the humble courtier may fittingly offer to his patroness.

There is nothing whatever, adds M. Leroux de Lancy, to promote the suspicion that a passion, either unfortunate or favored, inspired a single one of these compositions.

The campaign in which Francis I was engaged at the time when Marot's connection with Margaret began, and concerning which the poet supplied her with information, was destined to influence the whole reign, since it furnished the occasion of the first open quarrel between Francis I and the companion of his childhood, Charles de Bourbon, Count of Montpensier, and Constable of France.

Yielding too readily on this occasion to the persuasions of his mother, Francis entrusted to Margaret's husband the command of the vanguard, a post which the Constable considered his own by virtue of his office.

Leads, none.

I rejoined Constable Jed Bramler in the car and glanced over the paper as we drove on to the Bates farm.

I'd begun to realize that folksy or not, the Bates case was probably going to be tougher than an old boot.

Now, we'll leave the car here at the road and walk up through the draw.

Almost the same time of day that Ellen Bates was killed.

Killed by her husband, I was beginning to believe.

And yet Constable Jed Bramler swore by Ben, his longtime friend.

Human ties, human emotions, just plain folks.

I'm Brittany Bradford.

I play Police Constable P.C. Angela, as well as Mia.

Yay!

Hi, I'm Marjan Neshat, and I play D.C. Elizabeth and Lorraine.

Marjan and me go way back.

I know.

Hi, I'm Jasper Binning, and I play P.C. J. Shaw and Professor Anil Seth.

How exciting.