Napoleon and His Marshals
Cosimo, Inc., 2006 - 296 páginas
The mighty genius of Napoleon has so overshadowed all those beneath him that they have not received their due praise, nor their proper place in history.... But with weak men Napoleon never could have unsettled Europe, and founded and maintained his Empire. The Marshals who led his armies, and governed his conquered provinces, were men of native strength and genius; and as they stand grouped around their mighty chief, they form a circle of military leaders, the like of whom the world has never at one time beheld. -from the Preface Within the reign of Napoleon still in the living memory of some, American author J. T. Headley took on the daunting task of rehabilitating the names and deeds of the emperor's righthand men, virtuoso military strategists and men of dauntless action eclipsed only by the brilliance of their leader. Gathered from essays that appeared in magazines in 1846, this striking two-volume work-notable in itself for being the first books published by the now legendary Scribner and Co.-offers an extraordinary and unparalleled look at Napoleon's most trusted generals. After a brief defense of Napoleon against British historians and an analysis of the emperor's character, Volume I introduces us to: . Marshal Berthier, Duke of Neufchatel, Prince of Wagram, whom Headley calls Napoleon's Boswell . Marshal Lannes, Duke of Montebello, a man of humble birth whose "reckless daring and unconquerable resolution" caught Napoleon's eye . Marshal Macdonald, Duke of Tarentum, as bold and steely as Bonaparte himself . as well as Augereau, Davoust, St. Cyr, Moncey, Mortier, and Soult. OF INTEREST TO: military historians, readers of biographies, students of the Napoleonic Wars American writer and journalist JOEL TYLER HEADLEY (1813-1897) was an editor at the New York Tribune and wrote extensively on historical matters. Among his many books are Washington and his Generals (1847), Life of Cromwell (1848), and the bestselling Life of Washington (1857).
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Marshal Moncey Duke of Cornegliano
Marshal Macdonald Duke of Tarentum
Marshal Mortier Duke of TtbtIso
Marshal Soult Duke of Dalmatia
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Página 234 - It was the spectacle of a sea and billows of fire, a sky and clouds of flame, mountains of red rolling flame, like immense waves of the sea, alternately bursting forth and elevating themselves to skies of fire, and then sinking into the ocean of flame below. ' Oh ! it was the most grand, the most sublime, and the most terrific sight the world ever beheld.
Página 101 - Frankfort, extolled the valour of the soldiers ; and calling the officers in a circle around him, addressed them in terms of respect and admiration, and expressed his sympathy for the losses they had sustained. Davoust stepped forward and replied, "Sire, the soldiers of the third corps, will always be to you what the tenth Legion was to Caesar."* Brave words, which his after conduct, and that of his corps, on many a hard-fought field, verified.
Página 231 - The wind had increased to a perfect hurricane, and shifted from quarter to quarter, as if on purpose to swell the sea of fire and extinguish the last hope. The fire was approaching the Kremlin...
Página 230 - Mortier, as governor of the city, immediately issued his orders and was putting forth every exertion, when at daylight Napoleon hastened to him. Affecting to disbelieve the reports that the inhabitants were firing their own city, he put more rigid commands on Mortier, to keep the soldiers from the work of destruction. The Marshal simply pointed to some...
Página 231 - He hastened from place to place amid the ruins, his face blackened with smoke, and his hair and eyebrows singed with the fierce heat. At length the day dawned — a day of tempest and of flame — and Mortier, who had strained every nerve for thirty-six hours, entered a palace and dropped down from fatigue. The manly form and stalwart arm that had so often carried death into the ranks of the enemy, at length gave way, and the gloomy marshal lay and panted in utter exhaustion.
Página 234 - Huge domes and towers, throwing off sparks like blazing firebrands, now towered above these waves and now disappeared in their maddening flow, as they rushed and broke high over their tops, scattering their spray of fire against the clouds. The heavens themselves seemed to have caught the conflagration, and the angry masses that swept them rolled over a bosom of fire.
Página 14 - the wars of France were essentially defensive; for the bloody contest that wasted the Continent so many years, was not a struggle for preeminence between ambitious powers — not a dispute for some accession of territory — nor for the political ascendancy of one or other nation — but a deadly conflict to determine whether aristocracy or democracy should predominate — whether equality or PRIVILEGE should henceforth be the principle of European governments.
Página 234 - Napoleon stood and gazed on this scene in silent awe. Though nearly three miles distant, the windows and walls of his apartment were so hot that he could scarcely bear his hand against them. Said he, years afterward : " It was the spectacle of a sea and billows of fire, a sky and clouds of flame, mountains of red rolling...