Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-09-04
CATCHY SONG OF RIOTERS.

CATCHY SONG OF RIOTERS.
The Carmagnole, which the thous-
ands of rioters sang in Paris Sunday
night, is French song and dance of
the revolutionary era. It greatly con-
tributed to exasperate the people
against Louis XVI. and Marie Anton
nette, who were lampooned in it as
Monsieur and Madame Veto. The mobs
in the streets during the revolutionary
era danced to the music of the song
amid the widest enthusiasm, which
was equally displayed in the theaters
and on the battle field when it was
played by the military bands. It was
suppressed by Bonaparte after the es-
Enlistment of the consulate. The
name is said to have originated from
the waistcoat worn by the Marseilles
men who took conspicuous part in
the instruction of August 10, 1892, the
song appearing soon afterward; but
the name of it's author remained I'M
known. The songs name was also ap-
piled to the costume of the terrorists,
to the most violent Jacobins and to the
soldiers of the republic. The waist
coat thus called is said to have origi-
mated in Carmagnole, near Turin, It
ally. The first stanza of the song, in
French, will give an idea of the catchy
jingle. 1t is as follows:
Madame Veto await promis,
Madame Veto await promis,
De faire egorger tout Paris,
De faire egorger tout Paris!
Mais lie coup manque!
Grace a nos cannonniers.
Dansons la carmagnole! Vive lie son,
vive lie son!
Dansons la carmagnole! Vive lie son,
du canon!
An English translation of the en-
tire song, which, of course, lacks the
French jingle and rhyme, is as fol-
lows:
Madame Veto had promised
Madame Veto had promised,
To have cut the threats of all Paris,
To have cut the threats of all Paris,
But the blow did fail,
Thanks to our gunners.
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound, long live the
sound!
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound of the cannon!
Monsieur Veto had promised
To be faithful to his country,
But he has failed therein.
Let us give no quarter,
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound, long live the
sound!
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound of the cannon!
Antoinette had decreed
To make us fall on our backs,
But her blow did fail;
Her own nose was broken.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
Her husband thought he was victor,
He did not know our valor;
Get out, Louis, you big blockhead,
From the Temple to the Tower.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
The Swiss guards had promised
They would fire upon our friends;
1t caused her sore heartache
To see herself dishonored.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
The patriot counts among his friends
All the honost people of the land,
But they will hold out
All by the sound of the cannon.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
Aristocracy counts as it's friends
All the royalists in Paris,
But they will support you
AS real towards do.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
The horse guards also had promised
To stand by their country,
And they failed not to respond
To the sound, to the sound of the
cannon.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
Friends, let us ever be united,
Let us not fear our foes;
If they come to attack us
We will make them skip.
Let us dance the carmagnOle, etc.
Yes, breechless man I am
In spite of the friends Of the King!
Long live the men of Marseilles,
The Bretons and our laws.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
1t is evident from the above that the
words of the song have largely lost
their special political significance, but
the tune still catches the Parisians.
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