Grandeur and gallantry never appeared with more lustre in France than in the last years of
Henry the Second’s reign. This Prince was amorous and handsome, and though his
passion for Diana of Poitiers Duchess de Valentinois was of above twenty years standing, it was not
the less violent, nor did he give less distinguishing proofs of it. As he was
happily turned to excel in bodily exercises, he took a particular delight in
them, such as hunting, tennis, running at the ring, and the like diversions.
Madame de Valentinois gave spirit to all
entertainments of this sort and appeared at them with grace and beauty equal to
that of her granddaughter, Madame de la Marke, who
was then unmarried. The Queen’s presence seemed to authorize hers.
The Queen was handsome, though not young; she loved
grandeur, magnificence and pleasure; she was married to the King while he was Duc d’Orléans, during the life of
his elder brother the Dauphin, a prince whose great qualities promised in him a
worthy successor of his father Francis the First.
The Queen’s ambitious temper
made her taste the sweets of reigning, and she seemed to bear with perfect ease
the King’s passion for the Duchess de Valentinois,
nor did she express the least jealousy of it. She was so skilful a
dissembler that it was hard to judge of her real sentiments. Policy obliged her
to keep the Duchess about her person that she might draw the King to her at the
same time. This Prince took great delight in the conversation of women, even of
such as he had no passion for, for he was every day at the Queen’s court when
she held her assembly, which was a concourse of all that was beautiful and
excellent in either sex.