that Daughter of King
Theodorick, by Birth
an
Italian; who being mad in Love with one
of her Domesticks, and knowing him to have been kill’d
by her Mother’s Orders, feigned a thorough Reconciliation,
and desir’d in Token of it to receive the Holy
Sacrament of the Lord’s Supper with her Mother;
but Privately mixing some Poyson in the Chalice, She
at once gave the strangest Instance both of Impiety
and Cruelty in thus murdering her own Mother.
The Account given of it by
Gregory of
Tours
is this: “They were (says he) of the
Arrian
Sect, and because it was their Custom that the
Royal Family shou’d communicate at the Altar
out of one Chalice, and People of Inferior Quality
out of another. (
By the way, pray take notice of
the Custom of Communicating in both kinds by the People.)
She dropped Poyson into that Chalice out of which
her Mother was to communicate; which as soon as she
had tasted of it, kill’d her presently.”—
Fredegunda,
Queen-Mother, and Widow of
Chilperick the First,
got the Government into her Hands; She, in her Husband’s
Time, lived in Adultery with one
Lander; and
as soon as she found out that her Husband
Chilperick
had got Wind of it, she had him murdered, and presently
seiz’d upon the Administration of the Kingdom
as Queen-Mother, and Guardian of her Son
Clotharius,
and kept Possession of it for 13 Years; in the first
Place she poyson’d her Son’s Uncle
Childebert,
together with his Wife; afterwards she stirred up the
Hunns against his Sons, and raised a Civil War
in the Republick. And lastly, She was the Firebrand
of all those Commotions which wasted and burnt all
Francogallia, during many Years, as
Aimoinus
tells us, [lib. 3. cap. 36. & lib. 8. cap. 29.]
There ruled once in France, Brunechild,
Widow of King Sigebert, and Mother of Childebert.
This woman had for her Adulterer a certain Italian,
called Protadius, whom She advanced to great
Honours: She bred up her two Sons, Theodebert
and Theodorick, in such a wicked and profligate
Course of Life, that at last they became at mortal
Enmity with each other: And after having had
long Wars, fought a cruel single Combat. She
kill’d with her own Hands her Grandson Meroveus,
the Son of Theodebert: She poysoned her Son
Theodorick. What need we say more? Date
fraenos (as Cato says) impotenti naturae,
& indomito animali; & sperate illas modum licentiae
facturas. She was the Occasion of the Death
of Ten of the Royal Family: And when a certain
Bishop reproved her, and exhorted her to mend her
Life, She caused him to be thrown into the River.
At last, a Great Council of the Franks
being summoned, She was judged, and condemned, and
drawn in Pieces by wild horses, being torn Limb from
Limb. The Relators of this Story are, Greg.
Turonensis, [lib. 5. cap. 39.] and [lib. 8. cap.