Napoleon Bonaparte, a love story.
'I am worried and unhappy. I feel numb. Come to me without delay. Only the sight of you will cure me. '
-Clisson and Eugénie by Napoleon Bonaparte
In fact Napoleon began his rise to a revolutionary in an eerie similarity to the book by fleeing mainland France in 1793, then spending ten days in 1794 under house arrest. It's during this time Napoleon would write Le Souper de Beaucaire. It was also during this time we begin to see a new Napoleon rise from the ashes of war, and conflict. Injured in a successful attempt to purge the city of British troops from Toulan, Napoleon had discovered a secret to winning war. Rather than play a game of a series of chance coincidences, outmaneuvering the opposing troops- he would simply destroy them. A deathly game of chess had been turned into a concept whereby the infliction of mass casualty and damage to infrastructure proved success.
Heroes are not born heroes, they are made heroes by reluctance, and such I believe is the case with (young) Napoleon. Exemplified in the war with Vendee, Napoleon was brilliant enough to avoid unfavorable postings or situations which might have killed less clever men. He spent his time writing romance and seemed almost distracted of the revolution by beautiful women such as Desiree Clary. His reluctance and often insubordination became unavoidable fate as he soon realized he had been fired as a general. On the verge of no job, and no money, the question became love or war?
“You to whom nature has given spirit, sweetness, and beauty, you who alone can move and rule my heart, you who know all too well the absolute empire you exercise over it!”
Napoleon Bonaparte's hand may have been forced by war but it would be love that would revolutionize the future leader of France. A woman named Joséphine de Beauharnais during this time would cause him to break off an engagement with Desiree and subsequently lead him to prove his manhood in a series of battles from Italy to Egypt. Each time Bonaparte used improvised military tactics that were innovative and deceptive. He was an intellectual strategist, one capable of breaking complicated military puzzles thus leading to victory. It was however his heart, and his love for Josephine that proved to be the war he could not win. Though head over heels in love with her, and for all his successes and triumphs, Josephine would lovelessly commit an adulterous affair with Hypolyte Charles in 1796. This was Napoleon's kairotic moment. The moment when it all changed. In a maddening rage, Napoleon so infuriated, and so broken hearted; that he alas, shed of himself of his own humanity and became a machine of destruction. A hero turned villain. Napoleon the revolutionary was now fully realized.
“Power is my mistress."
- Napoleon Bonaparte
In the days and years to follow Napoleon conquered far away lands like Malta and Jaffa. Napoleon was said to have “robbed and murdered” its citizens for “three days”4. The vacant face of Napoleon stood in witness of thousands whom were slaughtered to death without the least bit of empathy. A no longer reluctant Napoleon would soon seize a chance while in Egypt to sail back to France and overthrow the government when it attempted to threaten Napoleon with dissertation. A writer turned warlord he drafted a constitution empowering him as the leader of France ending lawlessness and disorder. Napoleon was now France, and the world would be Napoleon's. If it would not love him, he would tear it down and rebuild it in his eyes. A man, now a corrupt God; could only succeed as long as military France was willing. With Europe praying for peace after years of bloodshed; his own military would commit mutiny on April 4, 1814. Faced with his own hubris, Napoleon stepped down as a “personal sacrifice... ...in the interest of France”5
But it was far from over. Napoleon would escape exile and return to confront the army that was sent to intercept him. It has been recorded that he walked up to them. I imagine his arms out like a sacrificial lamb, head bowed and then at the last moment like a crazed mad man he lifts his gaze upon the troops and challenges to them saying "Here I am. Kill your Emperor, if you wish."
For 100 days Napoleon returned to power as the rest of Europe joined together in plans to remove Napoleon once and for all. At the battle of Waterloo in modern day Belgium, a now broken and damaged Napoleon was narrowly defeated by coalition forces comprising of the many of the European countries Napoleon had waged war on. It was his war on these countries that led them to join together and defeat Napoleon. Napoleon was exiled for good, and King Louis XVIII was placed in power.
Many would attempt to forget Napoleon's crimes against humanity and paint him as a romantic hero. While there was the romantic hero Napoleon, there also was the the ruthless and bloody villain Napoleon too. We could argue that there were glimpses of the old Napoleon as he emancipated the Jews, created bodies of law and government under Napoleonic code that parallels our governments today; but, unfortunately in the end it would be Napoleon who would have to be sacrificed himself to save France and the world. The end of Napoleon's rule, much as the death of Dickens's Carton at the guillotine would prove to be the ultimate revolutionizing action of their lives.
“It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known. “
—Final sentence of A Tale of Two Cities
Though he envisioned a unified Europe, it would be only by the “death” of his reign that we would see the end of the French Revolution, and a more unified Europe. If not for the suffering of his own heart by Joséphine de Beauharnais- France and Europe may not have been transformed by the suffering imposed by Napoleon. A revolution inspired by pain. Pain inflicted by a revolutionary that in the end healed the heart of Europe.
Napoleon's last words were:
“france, armée, tête d'armée, Joséphine.”
No translation is needed. His final mortal word, screaming into the vast, empty, darkness of death was her name: Joséphine.