In fact, Europe was in a state of chaos—­political and moral and social.  Only very slowly was order emerging from sheer anarchy.  We must remember this when we recall some facts which meet us in the story of Abelard and Heloise.

The jealousy of Champeaux drove Abelard for a time from Paris.  He taught and lectured at several other centers of learning, always admired, and yet at the same time denounced by many for his advocacy of reason as against blind faith.  During the years of his wandering he came to have a wide knowledge of the world and of human nature.  If we try to imagine him as he was in his thirty-fifth year we shall find in him a remarkable combination of attractive qualities.

It must be remembered that though, in a sense, he was an ecclesiastic, he had not yet been ordained to the priesthood, but was rather a canon—­a person who did not belong to any religious order, though he was supposed to live according to a definite set of religious rules and as a member of a religious community.  Abelard, however, made rather light of his churchly associations.  He was at once an accomplished man of the world and a profound scholar.  There was nothing of the recluse about him.  He mingled with his fellow men, whom he dominated by the charm of his personality.  He was eloquent, ardent, and persuasive.  He could turn a delicate compliment as skilfully as he could elaborate a syllogism.  His rich voice had in it a seductive quality which was never without its effect.

Handsome and well formed, he possessed as much vigor of body as of mind.  Nor were his accomplishments entirely those of the scholar.  He wrote dainty verses, which he also set to music, and which he sang himself with a rare skill.  Some have called him “the first of the troubadours,” and many who cared nothing for his skill in logic admired him for his gifts as a musician and a poet.  Altogether, he was one to attract attention wherever he went, for none could fail to recognize his power.

It was soon after his thirty-fifth year that he returned to Paris, where he was welcomed by thousands.  With much tact he reconciled himself to his enemies, so that his life now seemed to be full of promise and of sunshine.

It was at this time that he became acquainted with a very beautiful young girl named Heloise.  She was only eighteen years of age, yet already she possessed not only beauty, but many accomplishments which were then quite rare in women, since she both wrote and spoke a number of languages, and, like Abelard, was a lover of music and poetry.  Heloise was the illegitimate daughter of a canon of patrician blood; so that she is said to have been a worthy representative of the noble house of the Montmorencys—­ famous throughout French history for chivalry and charm.

Up to this time we do not know precisely what sort of life Abelard had lived in private.  His enemies declared that he had squandered his substance in vicious ways.  His friends denied this, and represented him as strict and chaste.  The truth probably lies between these two assertions.  He was naturally a pleasure-loving man of the world, who may very possibly have relieved his severer studies by occasional revelry and light love.  It is not at all likely that he was addicted to gross passions and low practices.