seven, eight, ten—Heaven knew how many—thousand
had been exterminated, and hardly a single Spaniard
had been slain! Undoubtedly, the first reason
for this result was the superiority of the Spanish
soldiers. They were the boldest, the best disciplined,
the most experienced in the world. Their audacity,
promptness, and ferocity made them almost invincible.
In this particular action, at least half the army
of Don John was composed of Spanish or Spanish-Italian
veterans. Moreover, they were commanded by the
most renowned captains of the age—by Don
John himself, and Alexander of Parma, sustained by
such veterans as Mondragon, the hero of the memorable
submarine expeditions; Mendoza, the accomplished cavalry
officer, diplomatist, and historian; and Mansfeld,
of whom Don John had himself written to the King that
his Majesty had not another officer of such account
in all the Netherlands. Such officers as these,
besides Gonzaga, Camillo Monte, Mucio Pagano, at the
head of such troops as fought that day under the banner
of the Cross, might go far in accounting for this
last and most tremendous victory of the Inquisition.
On the other hand, although Bossu and Champagny were
with the states’ army, yet their hearts were
hardly with the cause. Both had long been loyal,
and had earned many laurels against the rebels, while
Champagny was still devoutly a Papist, and wavered
painfully between his hatred to heresy and to Spain.
Egmont and De Heze were raw, unpractised lads, in
whom genius did not come to supply the place of experience.
The Commander, De Goignies, was a veteran, but a veteran
who had never gained much glory, and the chiefs of
the cavalry, infantry, and artillery, were absent at
the Brussels wedding. The news of this additional
massacre inflicted upon a nation, for which Berghen
and Montigny had laid down their lives, was the nuptial
benediction for Berghen’s heiress; for it was
to the chief wedding guests upon, that occasion that
the disaster was justly attributed. The rank and
file of the states’ army were mainly mercenaries,
with whom the hope of plunder was the prevailing motive;
the chief commanders were absent; while those officers
who were with the troops were neither heartily friendly
to their own flag nor sufficiently experienced to make
it respected.
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Absurd affectation of
candor
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of irrevocable events
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work of truth
Judas Maccabaeus
Neither ambitious nor
greedy
Superfluous sarcasm
MOTLEY’S HISTORY OF THE NETHERLANDS, Project Gutenberg Edition, Vol. 30
THE RISE OF THE DUTCH REPUBLIC
By John Lothrop Motley
1855