~ I hope you will sometimes think of me when I am gone ~
299 years ago today, on the 1st of September 1715, Louis XIV died in his bedchamber in Versailles. After a few terribly painful days, with bouts of unconsciousness and emotional goodbyes, the Sun King breathed his last breath at 8:15 in the morning on the 1st of September.
"He died without any effort, like a candle going out." wrote the Marquis de Dangeau.
The Sun King’s death was just as magnificent as his life. He wanted to die in the same way as he lived.
"I have lived among the people of my court, I want to die among them. They have followed the whole course of my life; it is right that they should witness the end of it."
The King faced his oncoming death with the greatest Christian piety and stoicism. The Marquis de Dangeau wrote "I have come away from the greatest, the most touching and the most heroic spectacle that men have ever seen."
The Sun King’s reign was the longest in European history and changed the course of the world forever. Not only his reign but also Louis’ stature as King was something that could never be surpassed. He was and is the perfect embodiment of a King, never wavering on any occasion to be majestic and royal. His majestic greatness will live on forever.