Special Sub-Topic: How Did I Die ?
|Milady de Winter was my role
In evilness I had no match
To achieve my every goal
I used my charms and all my touch
Now what I ask is not so much
How did I ever lose my soul?
I was beheaded by the executioner in Lille. Willing to make justice after all the mischiefs this woman had done, the four musketeers appealed to the executioner in Lille who also had some complaints against Milady. They caught her in Armentieres and the executioner beheaded her on the bank of Lys River. Twenty years after Athos asked his three friends if they had any remorse. Aramis answered that he didn't, because Milady's death had been God's will and they had only been His tools.
|Constance Bonacieux, this is my name
And though I was so pure and smart
I couldn't stop the "evil dame"
And left my love in broken heart
I'm telling you it's not a lie
Now you tell me: How did I die ?
Milady poisoned me. Constance was the innocent victim of an evil plot. Wanting to intimidate d'Artagnan, who had ruined his plans, Richelieu ordered the kidnapping of Constance Bonacieux, the musketeer's sweetheart. He had her imprisoned in Mantes. Thanks to the queen, who cared for Constance and managed to obtain a written order from the king, the girl was taken to the Monastery in Bethune. But fate brought Milady in the same place. Having the chance to get revenged at d'Artagnan whom she hated from all her heart, Milady tricked Madame Bonacieux. She told her that the Cardinal had sent his guards after her and that she had to leave immediately. When the sound of galloping horses was aproaching the monastery, Milady said: "It's the cardinal's guards. Let's run away !". Actually, it was d'Artagnan who was coming to see his dear Constance. Madame Bonacieux, with all the excitement, no longer had the courage to run away. Her feet melted and she fell on her knees. To end her revenge, Milady gave her a poisoned drink, telling her that it was actually an invigorating potion. Constance Bonacieux died in poor d'Artagnan's arms.
|Duke Buckingham my title was,
Queen Anne, my love, my breath,
Monarchy in England was my cause,
Milady was my death.
What say you ? What did she do
To put an end to my life too ?
she encouraged a Puritan man to kill me. Milady was supposed to threaten the Duke of Buckingham on Cardinal's Richelieu behalf. She had to tell him that the Cardinal knew about the ships that the Duke was about to send in aid to the Huguenots that were fighting at La Rochelle. The Cardinal's threat was that at any action the Duke would make, Queen Anne would be lost. If, by all means, the duke wouldn't listen to this message and would carry on with his war preparations, Milady was supposed to find a way to kill him. But when she arrived in England, she was caught by Lord de Winter, who had found out about her mischief, and she was locked in a tower of his residence. After five days of prison, she finally convinced de Winter's loyal friend, Felton, to kill Buckingham. She pretented to be a Puritan, just like Felton was, and she influenced his mind and decisions. On 23 August, at Portsmouth, Felton killed Buckingham after helping Milady to escape. But he soon realised that this evil woman had used him.
|I was the son of Jacob first and that's what you should know
I was the owner of dream castles and even now they glow
I was the King of English people but they thought I was low
They told me to go but I did not so
And fought till I was punished by law
How did I die ? Answer, do try
In front of Charles I you mustn't lie
I was executed in Whitehall. Until the last moment the four brave musketeers fought hard to save the lost King from a certain death. In their last plan they had so much confidence that they didn't think anything could go wrong. They had the king's execution in Whitehall delayed by capturing the executioner and during the night they would have set Charles free and flee on a ship that was waiting on the shore. But their plans took a different turn when another executioner appeared from nowhere: it was Mordaunt, who had sworn to kill the king because he had dispossessed him of his inheritance and had declared him an outlaw. Before he was executed Charles managed to talk to Athos, who was under the scaffold. His last word was "remember".
|I am most thrilled and honoured
To be here and to bring
A sad, yet happy notice
I died to save my king.
I proudly read upon my grave:
"Lord de Winter: loyal and brave"
Mordaunt killed me. Being sent in England by Henriette, the wife of Charles Stuart I, King of England, Athos, Aramis and Lord de Winter fought side by side to protect the King. The adversary was the Parliament,
which was represented on the battle field by Oliver Cromwell's army; they wanted the monarchy to fall. But Charles was betrayed by his last defender and hope, the Scottish army. Aramis had an idea: one of the three gentlemen who came from France was to dress up as the King and ride on his horse. While the enemy would try to catch him the real King was supposed to pass into Scotland where he would be safe. Charles chose de Winter for this task. After changing his clothes lord de Winter engaged in battle, but Mordaunt, who was fighting on Cromwell's side, recognised him and pointed his gun at him. Milady's son fired. One shot was enough to provoke a lethal wound to de Winter. He died in Athos' arms. His last words regarded Mordaunt. "The revenger", he said as a conclusion on what just happened and what was yet to come.
|Milady's son's the face I show
Like her, I am most evil, too
The way I died not many know
I trust in you ! Maybe you do !
Athos stabbed me. Before the ship that was taking them back in France exploded, the four musketeers managed to escape on a boat. They could see the explosion from a distance. They were safe and they thought that the nightmare was finally over. But Mordaunt, who was aboard the ship too, jumped into the water in the last moment and swam till he reached the boat in which the four musketeers and their lackeys were. Mordaunt begged them to take him into the boat, but they kept rowing, telling him that if he approached the boat, he would be kicked with the oars. Athos was the only one who felt pity for Milady's son, so he offered him his hand. But Mordaunt, wanting to make a last victim in his mother's memory, pulled Athos into the water. They both disappeared into the darkness of the sea. After a while the three musketeers who remained horrified on the boat could see a dead body rising at the surface of the water, with a dagger in his chest. It was Mordaunt. Athos finally got out of the water saying that destiny, and not he, was the one who had killed poor Mordaunt.
|I once was a great man. Now I'm nearly at the end
D'Artagnan was my enemy, Milady was my friend
Of course you realised by now: I'm Rochefort and your task
Is now to tell me how I died. Is that so much to ask?
d'Artagnan killed me. During the Fronde the Queen and Mazarin had made a plan: they wanted to leave Paris along with the king, thus leaving the revolting citizens defenceless and starving. They were convinced that finally the people would cease fire, ending this whole Fronde thing. D'Artagnan and Porthos managed to get them out of the raging city, where everyone wanted to see Mazarin hanged and the young king in the hands of their leader, Paul Gondi. When they thought the whole revolting spirit in Paris had died, the whole court returned from Saint-Germain. The first carriage, protected by d'Artagnan on the right side and by Porthos on the left was carrying the king, the Queen and Mazarin. Suddenly, from the Grenelle Street, Saint-Honore and du Coq, two groups of people rushed in, wanting to attack the carriage. Porthos killed the leader of the group on the left, Bonacieux, in this way spreading the rest of the people. D'Artagnan managed to kill the leader of the other group, but he realised too late that it was his old friend, the Count of Rochefort. "I wouldn't want you to die hating me" d'Artangnan said, but Rochefort said it was his destiny, because he had to die the fourth time he'd cross his sword with the musketeer.
|Perhaps you didn't like my name
Cause it's not French, and yet for me
Any opinion's quite the same
And all I want is just to be
A wealthy man without a blame.
But d'Artagnan spotted me
And he's the one with all the fame.
In my last moment still, you see,
The King and Queen followed my game.
You know who I'm supposed to be
The crazy Duke of Beaufort called me:
"illustrissimo facchino Mazarini di Piscina".
I died of gout. Suffering of gout, Mazarin was very weak. He couldn't dress without the help of his loyal servant, Bernouin, and he couldn't even stand up for long. But one night, at the age of 52, the disease got worse and the cardinal felt a horrible pain. He called for his doctor, Guenaud, who said there was no hope for him. He had only 15 more days to live. After he put in order all his affairs, Mazarin died on the 8th of March, in the year 1661. After his death Louis XIV began his rule without a prime-minister, having as advisor Jean-Baptiste Colbert, who was recommended to the King by Mazarin himself.
|A Queen should always keep her word
That's what I did, at least I tried.
A man defends him with his sword,
I just need to defend my pride!
Queen Anne they called me. Could you please
Say how I died? Of what disease?
I had cancer. Anne of Austria was suffering of cancer for a long time, but on January 6th 1666 she suddenly felt very bad. Her fever was very high, and Doctor Alliot's remedies weren't helping. They decided to call a doctor from Milan, who was said to have quite good skills, and on January 9th, he gave her his medicine, which had no other result than hurrying her death. The next day the fever increased, and the doctor had to draw her blood, because her pulse was very weak. On the 15th the Queen was given a new medicine, but at night she felt worse. The pain was so overwhelming, that tears burst unwillingly from her eyes. The Archbishop of Auch told her clearly that the doctors didn't believe in her healing, and so the Queen asked for a priest in Spain (her native country), to whom she could confess. On the 18th things got worse. Every time her bandages were changed, they had to hold to her nose a bag of fragrances, for her not to feel the awful scent of the wound. Until then the odor didn't disturb her, because the medicine she was taking had stopped the flesh from decaying. After she was bandaged she looked at her swollen hands and whispered to herself: "My hands are swollen, it's time for me to go..." She died on a Wednesday, the 20th of January, between 4 a.m. and 5 a.m.
|My master Porthos, a real lad,
He made me feel so very sad.
It is so hard today for me
For he is just a memory.
I cried, my eyes are almost red.
So, faithful, I lie on the bed.
I start to pray for him who may
In heaven with the angels stay
I hear his voice through past time's fog:
"You eat, Mousqueton, like a dog!"
If these hints carefully you tie
You will discover how I die.
I suffered for my master and I died of broken heart. Mousqueton was the faithful servant of Porthos since they were very young. When his master died, Mouston (that's what he liked to be called) suffered very, very much. The notary read the will at the estate in Pierrefonds, and this is where we find out that the "simple mind of Porthos", like Dumas himself says, judged all things the right way, and so he left behind everything in order. Most of his inheritance was meant for Raoul, whom Porthos considered the son of all four of them. He didn't forget Mousqueton, of course. He left him all his 47 costumes of war, hunting, or ordinary. After the notary read all these, d'Artagnan told Mousqueton to go upstairs, to pack, because he wanted to take him along to Athos. Later on, when he went after him, d'Artagnan found him in Porthos' room, with all his costumes spreaded around - "the inheritance left to the faithful servant" Dumas says. The musketeer approached to comfort him, but he realised he wasn't moving. "He fainted" he thought. But he was wrong. Mousqueton had died. "He died like a faithful dog, whom, after losing his master, comes back to die on his clothes" d'Artagnan said in the end.
|I am the mightiest of the might
You must have heard of me.
I try to do only what's right
Because inside my heart there's light.
Only by force I succeed
My mind, they say, it lacks of speed
Porthos be I; how did I die?
The true answer's what I need !
I was buried under a pile of rocks outside the Locmaria cave. Aramis tricked the naive Porthos into helping him, in his plan to replace the King, Louis XIV, with his twin brother, who had been locked in Bastille for several years. Maybe Porthos wouldn't have helped his friend if he had known the truth, but Aramis told him that the real King was locked in prison and they had to help him regain his throne. But it didn't work as planned and they had to escape to Belle-Isle. This is where Porthos finally finds out about Aramis' real intentions and he becames very upset with him. Also, Porthos' feet begin to hurt, and he told Aramis that all of his ancestors had had sore feet before they died. This was indeed a sign, announcing that the end was near. The night the island was attacked by the King's troops in search of the two, they went in the Locmaria cave, where a boat had been previously hidden. But the King's soldiers found out where they were and entered the cave after them. While Aramis was taking the boat to the shore, Porthos stayed behind and set up an explosive barrel. When it exploded he just couldn't run away because of his feet, which got very weak. In his last efforts he managed to get out of the cave, but the walls fell over him. He fought them hard, but finally the walls proved to be tougher than our dear Porthos.
I've always wanted to climb high, the ladder of society
My plan, the greatest of them all, mischievous and free
Was to replace the filthy King with one iron masked face
I thought it was not hard to do, the role he should embrace.
But I thought wrong. And now my friend is dead for this one lie
It should be me instead of him. And yet, how did I die ?
I didn't die at the end of the book. Aramis did indeed succeed in replacing Louis XIV. He managed to get Phillippe, the King's twin brother, out of Bastille, not as much as to make justice, bringing a new, honest ruler to the throne, but more in his own interest. He had decided with Phillippe that sooner or later he would be made Archbishop, but he made one crucial mistake. He told Fouquet, the finances superintendent, that the King is now in Bastille, and his twin is replacing him. Fouquet just couldn't stand the idea of his King being imprisoned and immediately went to Paris to set him free, giving time to Aramis and Porthos to escape to Belle-Isle. After the incident at the Locmaria cave Aramis felt very guilty. He was heading towards Spain, but a ship with the King's soldiers gained on him and the captain of the crew arrested him. Luckily for Aramis, who was the General of the Order of Jesuits, the captain was a member of the Order, and all that Aramis had to do was to show him the ring he was wearing, the symbol of the General. The captain immediately recognised it and changed the ship's course. They were heading towards Spain again. This is how Aramis managed to be the only one of the once invincible quartet that didn't die at the end of the book.
I once was a musketeer
Young and brave and pure of heart
I had no enemies to fear
But now I'm old. The world's apart.
I live my life through my son's eyes
But he has left in battle now.
Don't know what I'll do if he dies...
I would die too. Do you know how ?
after he died, Raoul appeared in my dream and told me to join him. If you have read "The Three Musketeers" then you must know by now that Athos was a very inveterate drinker in his youth. But this vice was soon gone when Athos had a son: Raoul. Since this boy's birth Athos started a new life. He lived only for his son and he did anything he could to give him an appropriate education. Athos loved him from all his heart. When Louise, Raoul's fiancee, offered her love to the King, thus betraying the young viscount, Athos was suffering seeing his son heartbroken. And after Raoul left France and went to fight in Africa, the father knew that the son wasn't going to return home alive. The once so strong and invincible Athos felt that his powers were getting weaker by day. He didn't talk to anyone and he spent his time walking alone in the garden. Until one day when he wouldn't rise from the bed and he wouln't eat. His men sent for a doctor, who told Athos that he was sick and laying in bed would only make things worse. The count assured him that he wasn't trying to kill himself and explained the doctor that he was patiently waiting for Raoul or God to call him. One night the count had a vision: he could see his beloved son, Raoul, rising in the sky, smiling and calling for Athos to join him. His thoughts were interrupted by Grimaud who was coming from Africa to tell him that Raoul was dead. Hearing Grimaud's words, Athos didn't shed a tear and he patiently returned to his dream. After an hour he slowly raised his hands and whispered: "Here I am!". His hands slowly fell beside him. He had died.
|Love is not pure as Shakespeare says
For he who loves does not receive it back
From the one for whom he cares.
So now ignored by that who lays
In Louis' arms and me betrays
I do not see another track
But to resign and end my days
I hold a hair strand at my chest
Louise, I wish you all the best.
Raoul am I, and now I die
Leaving my dear father back.|
I threw myself in open fire and I have been lethally wounded. Raoul was a brave gentleman, just like his father always wanted him to be. As long as he was sure that Louise de La Valliere loved him he was the happiest man on earth. He loved her purity of heart, her simple way of being, her capacity of loving someone with all her soul. But she betrayed him, offering her heart to the king. Poor Raoul began thinking that here was no reason to live anymore. He went along with his father at their residence in La Fere but he still couldn't think of anything else. To end his life without losing his honour Raoul left in an African expedition in Djidgelli, led by the Duke of Beaufort. On a siege he didn't obey to the duke's orders and he bravely ventured to the enemy bulwarks. When the Arabs first shot at him they killed his horse. At the second shot 8 bullets hit him thoroughly. But he was not dead. At the end of the battle the French army had won. Raoul was examined by three doctors and the most experienced one said said that the viscount's wounds were very dangerous and that his only chance of healing was not moving at all. In the evening they found Raoul's body on the floor, next to the bed. He was holding a golden strand of hair at his chest. The Duke of Beaufort sent a letter to the Count of La Fere, describing Raoul's death. But Athos never got to read the letter because he died before receiving it. Grimaud gave it to d'Artagnan. After reading it the brave captain of the musketeers said: "unhappy boy! a suicide!" and he added, thinking of Athos and his son: "Now I believe them to be happy; they must be reunited".
I saved my Queen Anne's honour and I faced Richelieu
I courted a Milady and loved a Bonacieux
I had as friends a Porthos, an Aramis, an Athos
A Rochefort as an enemy. And these are just a few.
I served my King with honour, but never have betrayed
This friendship in my heart that often could've faded.
I was lieutenant, captain, and marshal in the end
I don't see now what else my dream could possibly extend.
How could a man like me, so brave and loyal, end?
This must my question be. The answer's in your hand.
I bravely died in battle. It was very sad for all of us who have read "The Viscount of Bragelonne", when d'Artagnan died at the end of the book. I have always admired him and I believe that the only thing he was afraid of was an unworthy death. I am glad for him because he bravely died in battle, just like he wished. He was leading a French expedition in Holland. When his soldiers almost conquered a fortress a messenger from Colbert came on the battle field holding a small box in his hand. Louis XIV had ordered for d'Artagnan to receive his marshal staff immediately. Extending his arm to take his well-deserved staff from the box, the fresh-made marshal was stopped by a cannon ball which hit him right in the chest. The staff fell from the box under his arm. Everybody thought he was alright, and he even tried to get up, but then his officers saw that he was full of blood. Everyone tried to hold him. D'Artagnan looked once again to the fortress and he could see a white flag waving on the main bulwark. The French had won. He looked at his marshal staff and said these words, that only he could understand : "Athos, Porthos, au revoir! Aramis, adieu forever!"
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