The American in Paris, during the summer : being a companion to the "Winter in Paris;", or Heath's picturesque annual for 1844 . esenthour ! Ask the old ministrel, who makes his violin swear underthe bow, if he ever heard of Rossini or Meyerbeer ? He also,the worthy performer in the open air, has learned nothing, andforgotten nothing. The round which he is now playing, wasleft him as an inheritance by his father, who received it from hisgrandfather; it is a true chacone, which M. de Lulli composedfor the young king Louis XIV., and which Louis XIV. dancedso well. Even the words of this chacone
The American in Paris, during the summer : being a companion to the "Winter in Paris;", or Heath's picturesque annual for 1844 . esenthour ! Ask the old ministrel, who makes his violin swear underthe bow, if he ever heard of Rossini or Meyerbeer ? He also,the worthy performer in the open air, has learned nothing, andforgotten nothing. The round which he is now playing, wasleft him as an inheritance by his father, who received it from hisgrandfather; it is a true chacone, which M. de Lulli composedfor the young king Louis XIV., and which Louis XIV. dancedso well. Even the words of this chacone are preserved; I havethem from a gentleman, who is a delightful poet, of floweryimagination; a clever fellow, who would be rather awful if hewere not naturally full of urbanity and benevolence; one ofthose great lords, who spend their time in hearing and recallingold vows, old attachments, old songs. You must take oneverse as a specimen : La jeune Iris aimait Cleandre,De tous les bergers du liameau,Cleandre eiit 6te le filus beau,Mais il netait pas le plus tendre. Oh6 ! oh la ! Voici, voilaComment Tamour vient et sen va. 1. CHAPTER VI. CHANTILLY. On a beautiful day in the month of May, I was in one of themost lovely spots on the earth ; so beautiful that the opera ofCiceri has not finer decorations, more transparent and more lim-pid waves, greener and fresher turf,—I was on the vast pelouseof Chantilly. At the end of that verdant plain, and below theriver which rolls slowly along, between those magnificent jetsdeau of Bossuet and the great Conde, which are never silentday or night,—do you see that modest house, having almost theappearance of a citizens dwelling, and concealing itself beneaththe budding shadow of the poplars and the willows ? And onthis nearest bank, do you see that magnificent palace, the loftydomes, the large open arcades, through which an entire armymight pass abreast ? The palace presides over the whole by itsimposing aspect; at its feet dash the waves o
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