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Brothers and Sisters of The Shakespeare Code…

Last month (August, 2011) we were delighted to announce that The Code had broken the 1,000 views a month barrier.

This month (September, 2011) we are even more delighted to announce that we have….

DOUBLED OUR FIGURES!

This morning (29 September, 2011) our views for the month stand at 2009…

Our best ever day was two days ago (27 September) when The Code received 120 Views….

It is wonderful to know that there are so many intellectually curious men and women stretched across the globe….

For this relief, much thanks…..

IN VINCULIS, INVICTUS!

On 23rd September, 2011, The Shakespeare Code received its 7,000th View!

Thank you, Brothers and Sisters of The Code….

Southampton Roses

The Code has also learnt, through a personal communication, that it has an ESTABLISHED FRENCH READERSHIP!

This means there are now 23 PARTICIPATING NATIONS….

AT LEAST!!!

For a week or so in the Summer, Google informed The Code from which country inquiries were coming. Now, for some reason, this data is no longer passed on to us…

So, if the flag of your country does not appear on our list (see The Shakespeare Code Salutes the Nations ) let us know….

AND WE WILL FLY IT FOR YOU!

In the meantime………..

VIVE LA BELLE FRANCE!!!

Le jour de gloire est arrivé…..

William Guthrie of Brechin, the eighteenth century Scottish historian, wrote:

The King [James VI of Scotland], to prove how thoroughly he was now emancipated from the tutelage of his clergy, desired [Queen] Elizabeth to send him this year [1599] a company of English comedians. She complied, and James gave them a licence to act in his capital, and in his court.  I have great reason to think that the immortal Shakespeare was of the number….

The Shakespeare Code concurs….

It believes that William Shakespeare was in Edinburgh in the autumn and winter of 1599…

THE GANG OF FOUR  (plus Shakespeare)

As Brothers and Sisters of the Code well know, Shakespeare was deeply involved in the affairs of his patron and lover, Henry Wriothesley, the third Earl of Southampton…

….who in turn was deeply involved in the affairs of his best friend, Robert Devereux, the second Earl of Essex….

…..whose sister, the lovely Penelope Rich….

…..was deeply involved in the affairs of her lover Charles Blount, the eighth Lord Mountjoy…

….who, as a former lover of Queen Elizabeth, was deeply involved in the affairs of all the others….

Apart from friendship, another emotion bound the Gang of Four together…

FEAR!

Queen Elizabeth refused to name her successor, and the Gang worried that when she died either…

  1. Civil War would break out again or, worse…
  2. A Foreigner would lay claim to the throne.

Either way, the Gang of Four would be politically vulnerable, so they wanted King James VI of Scotland (not too Foreign) to become King of England as well….

As the son of the Roman Catholic Mary Queen of Scots, James was ‘Catholic-friendly’. This suited Southampton (who was a recusant) and the rest of the Gang (who wanted religious tolerance).

In 1598, Essex and his sister Penelope started to write secretly, in code, to King James.

Queen Elizabeth became ‘Venus’ and Essex ‘the Weary Knight’ – weary of trying to satisfy the massive sexual desires of the aging queen….

To complicate matters, Essex’s arch-enemies, Sir Walter Raleigh, ‘The Fox’….

…and the round-backed Sir Robert Cecil, ‘The Ape’…

…were trying to destroy Essex’s influence over the Queen.

They encouraged Elizabeth, against her instincts, to appoint Essex as Lord Deputy of Ireland.

She wanted to keep her current lover, Essex, at Court and send her old toy-boy, Mountjoy, across the Irish Sea instead.

‘The Fox’ and ‘The Ape’ hoped that…

  1. Essex would fail, as everyone else had done, to crush the ‘rebels’ in Ireland, and..
  2. While he was away they could bad-mouth him at the English Court.

Essex in Ireland didn’t do himself any favours….

He appointed Southampton as his General of Horse – against Elizabeth’s express wishes – and held treasonous meetings with his Irish enemy, the charismatically devious Hugh O’Neil, the second (or some say third) Earl of Tyrone…

To crown it all, Essex abandoned his post in Ireland and rushed, unannounced and covered in mud, into the Queen’s morning bedchamber….

Essex was put under house arrest in September 1599 and the Queen appointed Lord Mountjoy as the new Lord Deputy of Ireland.

It looked as though ‘The Fox’ and ‘The Ape’ had triumphed.

The Gang of Four conceived a daring plan…

King James would march, at the head of an army, to the Borders of Scotland…

There he would publish an open letter to the English government of his right to the Succession…

If his demand was refused, he would invade….

Mountjoy would bring over from Ireland one half of the Queen’s army to support James’s troops…

To persuade James to take part in this audacious scheme, the Gang of Four sent William Shakespeare and Thomas Nashe to Edinburgh in October 1599 – along with the troupe of actors that James had so conveniently requested…

The two men wrote a Court entertainment for the Scottish king….

It was called The Tragedy of Macbeth….

Now read: ‘Macbeth’ Decoded. Part Two. The Background to ‘Macbeth’.

TRIXIE THE CAT SAYS….

If you liked this post, then why not read Shakespeare in Titchfield, or Shakespeare in Italy, or even Shakespeare, The Movie I.

But don’t forget to read Your Cat’s review of Eddie Linden, (F. S. C.‘s) fantastic new collection of verse ‘A Thorn in the Flesh’ and order it (a snip at £7.50) from its delightful publishers, Emily and Susan Johns, at Hearing Eye – books@hearingeye.org

Don’t forget to say that Trixie sent you!

Bye, now…

 

by

Trixie the Cat

THE TRIXIE REVIEW

For Eddie Linden the world is like Humpty Dumpty.

It’s had a great fall.

The task of his poetry is to try to put it together again – just like his hero-uncle, James Glackin, in An Irish Birthright, who…

Faced with hunger, want and poverty ….’

…..went on….

putting together

the broken pieces, building anew around

the family shell…’

Sometimes the pieces of the shell are too rotten to handle. Eddie hates in particular…

people with well-fed faces

drinking red wine

being very Intellectual

And Nice…

…the hangers-on and name-droppers of the literary world with their ‘hidden faces’ and with ‘a smile too difficult/To make out’ who  will…. 

strip him [a poet] down

mentally, and

leave him naked to the world’.

In Hampstead by Night, Eddie finds Hampstead, where…

 Queers and heteros nest at night’

… and where….

Middle class ladies [hope] for parties and men with big pricks’ 

….as selfishly disfunctional, in its way, as the old Gorbals in City of Razors where, on a Saturday night, you could end up in the Royal Hospital….

wi’ a sword’ in your stomach…

Eddie, the editor of the poetry magazine Aquarius for the last forty years, even hates poets at times…

Cunts that think

They’re geniuses…

In Editor Eddie warns any aspiring poet that…

There’s nae money in this

Game, but literary parties

Where every cunt cuts each

Other up…

He advises that…

This is not the trade

For you, Jimmy, if a wis you

I’d go back to the pit. Why?

Because you meet real people….

These ‘real people’ are the bits of Humpty’s shell that Eddie truly values and they are not just the working-class people Eddie left behind in Scotland.

They are people with hearts and imaginations, like Eddie’s mentor, the poet Elizabeth Smart, without whom…

there could be nothing. Gone

is the love that overwhelmed

the presence of everything.

The books that covered the house,

and your spirit, and your warmth,

radiated everything…

Eddie, however, is able to ‘summon up’ the dead Smart by focusing on the stone bear that she kept in her garden…

The Bear that saw it all…’

In the same way, in A Table of Fruit,  Eddie ‘summons up’ the saintly Catholic priest,  Father Michael Hollings, by focusing on his preparation for the Mass:

Your table contains everything.

You and everyone share Christ.

Faith and prayer are part of the day…’

But the two parts of the shell that Eddie finds impossible to join are his Chrisitian faith as a child and his doubts as a man….

He detests  the kitsch of Catholic ‘art’ with its ‘plastic ornaments’ and its ‘halo of electric bulbs’. He wants to trample the ‘Madonna of clay’ to make her as ‘real’ as she was when he was young, when she radiated….

…with the warmth of the sun,

Its rays penetrating

With a spiritual tranquility

That imprisoned me in affection.

And the birds were whistling in the distance

As we sipped our tea

And said: Ave Maria

Ave Maria…’

In Landscape Eddie describes how he is….

searching for a cord to link

The present with the past…

….but he fails more often than he succeeds.

He doubts if a meeting with his lover of twenty years ago, Philippe Jamet, would be successful because….

So much water has flowed

Down the Seine

That would have washed away

So much of the youth

You had in London …

And though Eddie succeeds in ‘summoning up’ a vision of a beautiful ‘Mary Magdalen’ he once saw in Cambridge (with a ‘thin body and small waist’ which was all he ‘wanted to possess’) contact is not made now because contact was not made then

…..a shadow hovering in our midst

Prevented a possible communion’.

Sometimes, though, Eddie is able to find that ‘cord’, as in the poem The Little Flower which begins the collection.

It describes how a very young boy feels the need to touch and feel a flower that ‘moves and bends with the wind’.

It is just one of ‘all the lovely things around him’ but he is so young that this is a ‘strange discovery’ which he cannot understand…

But the boy registers the moment in his unconscious.

Eddie prophesies that years later…

He will remember

And these will be his thoughts

When dreams return

In manhood

Then he will find

The little flower

And know…’

This link, through dreams, of the present with the past, of the unconscious with the conscious, is a beautiful description of how poetry is made…

It is also a great poem in itself.

© Trixie the Cat. September, 2011.

Eddie

To contact the publisher, Hearing Eye, to purchase the volume, see immediately below..

To learn more about Eddie Linden, click here.

The Shakespeare Code is delighted to announce the publication today – by Hearing Eye  – of a stunning new collection of poems by Eddie Linden, Fellow of The Shakespeare Code.

Distinguished Gaelic poet Seán Hutton writes…..

A Thorn in the Flesh (ISBN: 978-1-905082-63-6) (with a Foreward by James Campbell) can be ordered (at £7.50) from books@hearingeye.org and the Publisher’s website is www.hearingeye.org.

The Agents of The Shakespeare Code offer their warmest congratulations to Brother Eddie, F. S. C…..

BRAVO BROTHER EDDIE!

IN VINCULIS, INVICTUS!

Click here to learn more about Eddie Linden. F. S. C.

The Shakespeare Code is thrilled to announce that, on its six thousandth view, a Fellowship has been accepted by the greatest comic actress in the land….

MAGGIE OLLERENSHAW

As Brothers and Sisters of The Code well know, Maggie has triumphed on television, stage and screen…

On television she played Florence Ranby (who terrorised the workshop girls) in The House of Elliot and has guest starred in every T.V. series of note…

She has appeared in theatres the length and breadth of Britain, scoring particular hits as Martha in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf, Blanche du Bois in A Streetcar Named Desire and Mrs Pearce in Pygmalion for the garlanded Peter Hall Company.
Her films include Britannia Hospital, A Private Function, Steven Spielberg’s War Horse and Pierrepoint – a film about England’s most accomplished hangman – for which she received a BAFTA nomination as best supporting actress….
Her tribute to War-time Warbler, Dame Vera Lynn, Sincerely Yours, has played throughout the civilised world…

But she is happy to concede that the rôle for which she is most fêted is….

…..Wavy Mavis in Open All Hours…
Des Lynam (on a BBC programme called It’s My Pleasure) once  interviewed late, great Dame Thora Hird…
He asked Dame Thora about her career and what were her favourite bits of T. V. She chose an excerpt from an episode of Open All Hours in which Mavis dithers about which type of soup to buy from Ronnie Barker’s shop owner, Arkwright….
After watching the episode, Dame Thora said:
That Maggie Ollerenshaw! I honestly think she is one of the best comedians we have in this country. Her timing is so good. She makes me fall about and I’ve never seen her in anything when she wasn’t superb. I really raise my hat to her…
THE TRIXIE INTERVIEW
‘An accolade from Dame Thora! You can’t get better than that…’ I thought as I waited for Maggie at The Code’s Head Ofice.
But then I thought…..’Perhaps you can….
YOU CAN GET A FELLOWSHIP FROM THE CODE!!!
Dead on time, Maggie breezed in, fresh from the set of Endeavour – an ITV series about the young Inspector Morse.
As we sat sipping coffee and milk on The Code’s famous sofa, I asked Maggie what her reaction was to being appointed a Fellow.
She coloured slightly, then looked me directly in the eye…
I’m honoured and excited, Trixie….The Code makes Shakespeare accessible and I’m particularly keen on that. I tried to do the same when I worked for Barrie Rutter and the Northern Broadsides Company in Merry Wives and King John….

Barrie Rutter as Falstaff

Barrie has a missionary belief in the dramatic sound and vitality of the Northern voice which brings energy and immmediacy to Shakespeare’s words. It dispels a precious approach…’
I found Maggie’s loyalty to ‘Broadside Barrie’ truly touching…
But I wanted to know about MAGGIE!
Where, for instance, was she born…..?
I’m a very proud Mancunian. I’ve been a supporter of Manchester City Football club since I was a girl and went to matches with my dad at the old ground, Maine Road….
I’m not used to the club being rich and winning matches – it feels very odd….
Maggie hesitated…
Your Cat felt instinctively that there was much more behind her fascination with Mancunian football….
Trixie knows when the human heart is involved…
After a little, gentle, sisterly, probing, Maggie blurted it out….
I once went on a date with Dennis Law!
More than that Maggie would not say….
Besides, she is now blissfully married to actor-hunk  Geoff Leesley…
 In 2007 they tied the knot in City Hall in New York City – a place Maggie LOVES and where, in 1998, she actually LIVED! (She had a coveted Green Card).
Maggie and Geoff had a fabulous pre-honeymoon road trip in California….
Highway 101 has got to be one of the most amazing roads in the universe…

Highway 101

Maggie holidays in Turkey so often she’s practically a CITIZEN of  Kalkan….
….and as ‘a fish-eating veggie’, the Turkish cuisine is exactly to her taste…
The Turks  can do fifty things with an aubergine….
At this point a Daimler screeched to a halt outside Head Office and a Driver dashed up tbe stairs…
Maggie was urgently needed on set….
Completely unhurried, Maggie stood up from the sofa and reached into a bag.
Here’s a photo of me, Trixie. You might find it interesting…
Then she was gone…
The photo showed Maggie outside Grauman’s Theatre in Los Angeles. She was putting her hands into a cast of Bettie Davies’s handprints….
 The fit was exact….

© Trixie the Cat September, 2011

FOR THE AVOIDANCE OF ERROR….
The Shakespeare Code wishes it to be known that Maggie Ollerenshaw now has the inalienable right to place the designated letters, F. S. C. after her name, as in…
Maggie Ollerenshaw,  F. S. C.
She has elected to take reponsibility for all matters concerning Twelfth Night.
IN VINCULIS, INVICTUS
Please note that whilst still an Inductee on The Code’s ‘Roll of Honour’, Maggie Ollerenshaw, F. S. C., was kind enough to endorse Chief Agent Trotter’s Biography.
If you would like to read about Maggie’s reprise of ‘Wavy Mavis’ at Christmas, 2013, please click:HERE!

William Shakespeare wrote only two dedications in his life.

Both were attached to long narrative poems –Venus and Adonis (1593) and Lucrece (1594).

And both were addressed to the same man…

The Right Honourable Henry Wriothesley, Earl of Southampton and Baron of Titchfield

Dedication to ‘Lucrece’.

Titchfield was the favourite country seat of the Southampton family. 

All of its members are buried in the crypt of St. Peter’s Church, Titchfield….

It was customary, at the time, for a writer to lodge in the household of his patron as part of his ‘patronage’ .

And it was customary for the Southampton family to stage entertainments at Titchfield.

Thomas Wriothesley, the First Earl of Southampton, was a keen amateur actor and his highly cultured wife , Jane, was described by a servant as being…

as merry as can be with Christmas plays and masques…’ 

But in his dedication to Venus and Adonis  Shakespeare describes his ‘unpolished lines’  as being written during his ‘idle hours’ .

This suggests that his main occupation at the time was not soley as a writer…

The British Library holds a letter from the Third Earl of Southampton, written in 1592, which is signed by him but penned by another hand…

According to the American hand-writing expert, Charles Hamilton (whose attention was drawn to this letter by the Shakespearean scholar, the late Eric Sams) this hand is identical to a portion of the manuscript of The Play of Sir Thomas More….

……and is the hand of William Shakespeare.

Shakespeare was clearly working for the Third Earl of Southampton as his secretary….

This fits exactly with Robert Greene’s (in reality Thomas Nashe’s) posthumous attack on Shakespeare in A Groatsworth of Wit  (1592).

He calls him a…

‘johannes fac totum’ [jack of all trades]…. 

 Nashe also describes Shakespeare as…

the only Shake-scene in a country’.

During the threat of the Armada invasion  in 1588, actors and playwrights became unpopular because of their perceived  ‘unpatriotic’ effeminacy.  

Shakespeare had done what his contemporaries Thomas Kyd and Christopher Marlowe had done…

He had joined an aristocratic household…

The Southampton family would have been an ideal choice for Shakespeare because….

1. The beautiful, widowed Mary Browne, Second Countess of Southampton….

….was distantly related to Shakespeare’s mother, Mary Arden.

Mary Arden’s house at Wilmcote

2. The Arden family and the Southampton family remained deeply Catholic, even though Queen Elizabeth had imposed Protestantism on the country.

3. Mary, Second Countess of Southampton, had a teenage son, Henry Wriothesley, a ward of Lord Burghley,who had graduated from Cambridge in 1589.  .

He would need a tutor and companion.

In 1590 Henry was 17 and in residence, for the summer, at Titchfield. Burghley wanted him to marry his grand-daughter, the daughter of the Earl of Oxford – but Henry showed no interest in girls. As Burghley was Henry’s ward, Henry’s family faced a tremendous £5,000 [£2.5 million] fine.

Shakespeare wrote a sequence of 17 sonnets advising the young man to marry. He called him his  ‘rose’, playing both on the Wriothsely family name (which was pronounced ‘Riosely’) and the emblem of the town of Southampton….

 Shakespeare also obliquely flatters Henry’s mother, Mary, who commissioned the sonnet sequence…

Thou art thy mother’s glass and she in thee

Recalls the lovely April of her prime..

On her  1591 Progress to the South East of England,  Queen Elizabeth visited Cowdray (the estate of Henry Wriothesley’s maternal grandfather, Lord Montague) and Titchfield itself. She shot deer with a cross-bow from stands at both estates.

At Cowdray the men and women of the household staged an entertainment for her in the grounds.

These events are satirised by Shakespeare in Love’s Labour’s Lost.

The Princess of France (often referred to in the stage directions as ‘The Queen’) arrives with her ladies at the all-male Court of Navarre. She shoots deer from a stand, then endures an entertainment the local schoolmaster has written in her honour….

Reference is also made in the play to ‘The Parke’ and ‘The Place’ – both of which are indicated  in a contemporary (1610) map of Titchfield.

This indicates that the play was performed in the grounds of Place House at the time of the famous Whitsun (originally ‘Corpus Christi’) Fair, granted to Titchfield by King Henry VI when he was married at the Abbey.  

The word ‘fair’ is mentioned 48 times in the play…

‘Love’s Labour’s Lost’ performed in the grounds of Place House (Titchfield Abbey)

There is also mention in the text of  the steep hill opposite the gates of Place House and a ‘curious knotted garden’ – the remains of which survive to this day.

Titchfield also solves the  linguistic conundrums in the play which have puzzled scholars for centuries…

Conundrum 1:

The King of Navarre describes Rosaline as being….

 black as ebony….

 So why does Berowne describe her as…

a whitely wanton with a velvet brow…?

How can a dark-skinned woman be described as ‘whitely’?

‘Whitely’ is not a reference to Rosaline’s skin, but to ‘Whitely Lodge’ – a property owned by the Southamptons a mile or so away from Place House. It was here that the shadier activities of the Southampton family took place – and where the third Earl was to shelter his gay friends, the Danvers brothers, after they had committed a murder.

To describe Roasaline as a ‘whitely’ wanton is to re-inforce the idea of her promiscuity….

Conundrum 2:

Why does the ‘hero’ of the play, Berowne, spell his name in such an odd way…?

‘Berowne’ is a coded reference to Shakespeare’s patron, Mary Browne, Second Countess of Southampton. Shakespeare probably played the part in the first performance at Titchfield, so is consolidating his link with the Southampton family.

Conundrum  3:

Holofernes, the schoolmaster, is said to ‘educate youth at the charge house on the top of the mountaine’.

What is meant by this phrase?

From Bishop Warburton in the eighteenth century onwards, Shakespeare scholars have associated the character of Holofernes with John Florio….

Holoferenes even quotes verbatim from Florio’s language manuals…

We know for certain that Florio was in residence at Titchfield – ostensibly as a tutor and schoolmaster, but in reality as a Protestant spy in the pay of Lord Burghley.

He was also engaged in compiling an Italian/English dictionary and translating the Essays of Montaigne.

‘On the top of the mountaine’ is a joke about Montaigne…

But what is the ‘charge-house’ where Holofernes ‘educates youth’?

There has been a School House at the gates of Place House since the reign of Henry VI. It was standing, as a Tudor two-storey conversion when John Leland visited Titchfield in 1542.  It was standing in 1610 when it was mapped…

 

And it is standing to this day….

The Old School House.

A feature of the house is the remains of a ‘secure room’ on the first floor. There are holes in the ceiling and the floor where iron bars would have been fixed….

(Drawing by John Lyall Associates)

Schools in Shakespeare’s time often doubled as toll houses. Traffic crossing the Stony Bridge (shown in the 1610 map) would have passed the School House when travelling to and from Titchfield village.

Toll houses often had a ‘secure-room’ to lock up money or criminals…

There were many schoolmasters at the School House before Florio. One of them was the playwright (and flagellating paedophile) Nicholas Udall who wrote the first English comedy, Ralph Roister Doister.

The other, The Shakespeare Code believes,  was the young William Shakespeare….

William Beeston, an actor and impressario born around 1610, told the antiquarian and gossip-monger John Aubrey…

 …that in his ‘younger years’ Shakespeare had been ‘a schoolmaster in the country’.

For a long time, scholars have thought that there might be a link between this William Beeston, and a mysterious ‘Master William Apis Lapis’ mentioned by Shakespeare’s contemporary, Thomas Nashe, in 1592.

‘Apis Lapis’ is a Latin Code for ‘Bee’ and ‘Stone’ – so this man was also called William Bee-Stone or Beeston.

Now The Code’s Chief Agent has found the link between the two Williams….

There was a William Beeston who lived at Posbrook Farm, which stands to this day…

This Beeston fits the ‘Apis Lapis’ profile exactly – a lecherous lover of alcohol, food and literature…

The ‘Aubrey’ William Beeston had a father called Christopher, also an actor and impressario.

Stewart Trotter has discovered that ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston wrote his will TWO DAYS after Christopher wrote his…

We know that ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston had illegitimate children – and we know that Christopher Beeston and his son often used an alias – Hutchinson…

The implication is that Christopher was Apis Lapis’s bastard son – and that he told his own son, William, about Shakespeare at the Titchfield School House…

And William Beeston told Aubrey.

(To read a more detailed account of the Beestons and Shakespeare, please read: Shakespeare was a Schoolmaster in the Country. )

NICHOLAS ROWE (1674-1668)

Nicholas Rowe, the poet and playwright, writing in 1709 (less than a hundred years after Shakespeare’s death) states:

He [Shakespeare] had the honour to meet with many great and uncommon marks of favour and friendship from the Earl of Southampton, famous in the histories of that time for his friendship to the unfortunate Earl of Essex.

It was to that noble lord that he dedicated his Venus and Adonis, the only piece of his poetry he ever published himself, though many of his plays were surreptitiously and lamely printed in his lifetime.

There is one instance so singular in the magnificence of this patron of Shakespeare’s, that if I had not been assured that the story was handed down by Sir William D’Avenant, who was probably very well acquainted with his affairs, I should not have ventured to have inserted, that my Lord Southampton, at one time, gave him a thousand pounds [£500,000 in today’s money] to enable him to go through with a purchase which he heard he had a mind to. A bounty very great and very rare at any time, and almost equal to that profuse generosity the present age has shown to French dancers and Italian eunuchs…’

John Aubrey writes that Davenant (1606-1668)  told his ‘intimate friends’ that he was Shakespeare’s illegitimate son – a claim for which there is good evidence.

William Davenant, illegitimate son of Shakespeare…

Davenant died six years before Rowe was born – but Thomas Betterton (c. 1635-1710), a veteran actor who played the lead in one of Rowe’s plays, advised Rowe on Shakespeare’s life.

Betterton had actually travelled to Stratford-upon-Avon to collect evidence about Shakespeare from the Parish register.

When Betterton had played Henry VIII (in Shakespeare and Fletcher’s play) he recieved instruction on how to play the part from Davenant. Davenant, in turn, had received instruction on how to play the part from John Lowen, a Paris Gardens actor, who had received instruction from Shakespeare himself.

SO, ROWE HAD A DIRECT LINE OF INFORMATION STRETCHING BACK TO SHAKESPEARE!

Also Nashe, writing under Greene’s name in  A Groatsworth of Wit, attacks a plagiarising actor called ‘Roberto’ who is loaded with money (not gained from the theatre) and flashily dressed.

The Shakespeare Code believes that ‘Roberto’ is a coded attack by Nashe on Shakespeare and his relationship to the Southampton family…

(For a fuller discussion of this idea, please read The Strange Case of Mr. Apis Lapis. )

 THE SHAKESPEARE FAMILY CREST

In Shakespeare’s day, apart from a title, the highest status symbol you could have was your own family coat of arms.

To acquire one from the College of Heralds you needed two things:

1. Money (you had to earn the equivalent of our £250,000 a year).

2. Influence. You needed a member of the aristocracy to vouch for your personal honour and the veracity of your ancient family history…

If all went well, the College of Arms would consult you – then design your own, unique, crest. You were then allowed to put ‘Esquire’ after your name and you were second in rank to a Knight.

John Shakespeare, William’s wheeler-dealer father, had applied for a crest in the 1560’s – but did not have the clout to attain one.

In 1596 he applied again – and was granted one. Indeed, the American hand-writing expert Charles Hamilton believes the application was written in his son’s own hand.

By 1596, of course, Shakespeare had acquired an aristocratic patron (and lover) the Third Earl of Southampton. By association, Shakespeare’s father was then deemed wealthy and respectable enough to be granted a crest – which would also belong to his son.

We have the sketch which the Shakespeare family submitted….

It was described (in modern English) as:

a falcon, his wings displayed argent, standing on a wreath of his colours, supporting a spear gold….’

The ‘spear’ is readily explained as a play on the family name.

But where does the ‘falcon argent’ [silver] come from?

The answer is the Crest of the Southampton family….

….with its four silver falcons in the top left-hand quarter.

 By ‘quoting’ from the Southampton Crest, Shakespeare is parading, for all to see, his intimacy with the Earl of Southampton….

(If you found this interesting, you might like: Shakespeare was a schoolmaster in the country: TITCHFIELD! )

Also you might like to read: Shakespeare in Titchfield: Startling new evidence from Edmund Spenser.

(It’s best to read Shakespeare in Titchfield first)

John Aubrey (1626-97), the collector of gossip and tittle-tattle about the rich and the famous…

John Aubrey

 

…..records that William Shakespeare ‘in his younger years’ was ‘a schoolmaster in the country.’

William Shakespeare? The Grafton Portrait.

He gleaned this information from William Beeston (c. 1610/11-82) who was an actor and impressario whom John Dryden called ‘the chronicle of the stage’.

He was the son of Christopher Beeston (c. 1582-38) who was an actor and impresario himself. Christopher Beeston is thought to have been the boy actor ‘Kit’ mentioned in the ‘plott’ (treatment) of the play The Seven Deadly Sins written by Queen Elizabeth’s favourite jester, Richard Tarl(e)ton…

….and presented in a revival by Lord Strange’s troupe in 1591/2

Ferdinando Lord Strange

In 1598 Christopher acted with Shakespeare himself (in a production by the Lord Chamberlain’s Men) of  Ben Jonson’s play, Every Man in his Humour…

 

Thomas Nashe (1567-1601) the diminutive, buck-toothed, pamphleteer, poet, novelist and playwright…. 

Thomas Nashe

….wrote a pamphlet in 1592 called Strange Newes….

He  dedicated it to a mysterious ‘William Apis Lapis’…

Nashe was using a Latin code. ‘Apis’ means ‘bee’ and ‘Lapis’ means ‘stone’ – so William’s real name was William Bee-stone, or Beeston.

[Note: This cannot be the same William Beeston who told Aubrey that Shakespeare had been ‘a schoolmaster in the country’. The ‘Aubrey’  William Beeston was not born till around 1610/11, nearly twenty years after Nashe’s 1592 Strange Newes pamphlet.]

By further decoding the complex language of Nashe’s pamphlet, we learn that this ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston…

1.  Was mean.

2. Was bad at grammar, both English and Latin.

3. Was a bit of a crook.

4. Loved alcohol, which he sold to lawyers.

5. Loved food.

6. Loved poetry, especially Chaucer in English and Terence in Latin.

7. Had a massive sex drive.

8.  Had illegitimate children.

9. Was great company and formed strong and loyal friendships.

Although the ‘Apis Lapis’ William Beeston and the ‘Aubrey’ William Beeston cannot be the same man, scholars have often suggested that there might be a link between the two.

But what link?

Titchfield in Hampshire (and The Shakespeare Code) provide the answer!

The Code has discovered that there was a William Beeston living in Titchfield in Hampshire who matches the  ‘Apis Lapis’ profile exactly.

At the end of his life (1638) he was living at Posbrook Farm, a magnificent building (now called Great Posbrook Farm) which is still standing….

 

By then he had become an intimate friend of the Southampton family, which had included the third Earl, Henry Wriothseley, Shakespeare’s patron and lover….

In 1624 it had been Beeston’s melancholy duty to bring back the bodies of both the third Earl and his son from the Low Countries where they had died on campaign. 

Beeeston then became the mentor of the teenage fourth Earl of Southampton, Thomas…

Thomas later in life...

Beeston even lodged near the Earl in St. John’s College when the young lord went up to Cambridge to study.

Beeston’s will survives at the Hampshire Record Offices, written, signed and sealed in his own, bold  hand….

Like Apis Lapis, Titchfield Beeston uses bad grammar.  He writes about ‘the alone merits’ of Jesus Christ….

 ….when he means ‘the sole merits.’

Like Apis Lapis, he loved food and wine. We learn, from the inventory taken after his death, that he had over £2.10.0 worth of cheese in his loft  – over £1,000 in today’s money…

He also possessed his own brewhouse and a buttery with presses, vats, barrels and flaggons and a loft crammed with hops.

Like Apis Lapis, he also loved literature. In his study he had a library of books worth £10 – £5,000 in today’s money…

Also, like Apis Lapis, he was mean.

In his will he leaves a paltry five shillings (£125) to every child ‘that God hath sent me’….

(As we can see, Beeston originally wrote ‘every child that God sent me’ but changed it later to the more gramatically elegant ‘that God hath sent me’).

Beeston had married Elizabeth, the much younger daughter of his business partner, Arthur Bromfield, and by 1638 had fathered a family of two boys and four girls.

Why doesn’t he refer to them by name in his will?

For the answer we have to go back to the 1592 Strange Newes pamphlet.

Here Nashe describes how Apis Lapis’s ‘hospitality’ (code for ‘lust’) has brought forth ‘fruits’ (code for ‘illegitimate children’)  ‘who are of age to speak for themselves’.

Christopher Beeston was a child actor by 1592 and certainly able to speak for himself.

But even more intersesting, he sometimes used an alias, Christopher Hutchinson.

This might suggest he was one of Apis Lapis Beeston’s illegitimate children….

By using the catch-all phrase ‘every child that God hath sent me’ ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston could be including his illegitimate children in his five shilling gift…

But the strongest evidence of a link between ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston and Christopher is the date of their respective wills…

Christopher wrote his will on 4 October, 1638 – then added a codicil on 7 October.

‘APIS LAPIS’  BEESTON WROTE HIS WILL ON 9 OCTOBER – TWO DAYS LATER!

Either this is a coincidence of monumental proportions or there was a link between the two men.

And the obvious link is father and natural son.

Christopher, as a boy, would have attended the grammar school at Titchfield, which still stands at the gates of the Southampton family’s Place House…

 

He would  have been taught by Shakespeare…

Shakespeare would have recommended his talented young pupil to Lord Strange’s Company…

Christopher would have told his own son, Wiliam, about all this… 

And William would have told Aubrey…

CODA

The Shakespeare Code believes that…

‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston was, ‘in younger years’, a bit of a rogue. Wearing a greasy cap, with a huge dagger at his back,  he hung round taverns with low-life criminals.

But as he became more and more closely involved with the Southampton family, he became more respectable.

His actor son, Christopher, pursuing the life of an actor, did not….

In fact in 1602 Christopher was up on a rape charge…

Even for actors, this was too much. He was forced to leave the Lord Chamberlain’s Men and join the less repectable Worcester’s Men.

It was also too much for his natural father, ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston, who cut off all communication.

But there was always the possibility that when ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston died, Christopher would make a claim on his natural father’s property.

(‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston was on the way to becoming wealthy enough, and respectable enough, to become an ‘esquire’ with his own coat of arms…)

To prevent this, ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston married the young daughter of his business partner, Bromfield, around 1628.

(Bromfield was also close to the Southampton family: he had helped cover up a murder by the third Earl’s friends, the Danvers brothers, and had been rewarded with property and a coat of arms…)

Christopher, by this time, had his own son, whom he pointedly named William after his natural father. ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston, with equal point, named his second son William as well. 

For him, his natural grandson did not exist…

When Christopher was dying, he asked to see his natural father. He was desperately worried about his ‘many great debts’ and begged ‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston to provide for his natural grandson – who in turn would provide for his wife and family.

It was worry about the finances of his son that motivated a codicil to Christopher’s original will.

‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston refused and immediately wrote a will that left everything to his wife. The  ‘five shilling’ gift to each of the children that God had ‘sent him’ made it clear to Christopher that he could expect nothing more from his natural father.

It also blocked any further claims on his estate, rather like Shakespeare’s infamous gift of his ‘second-best bed’  to his wife.

‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston’s legitimate children could expect to inherit from his ‘dearly beloved’ wife ‘as she shall find them dutiful to her and well-disposed’…

Christopher Beeston was buried on 15 October, 1638, less than a fortnight after he had written his will.

‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston must have caught his son’s disease. He was buried in the graveyard of St. Peter’s, Titchfield on 3 December.

The week after his own baby daughter, Anne, was baptised in the same beautiful church…

‘Apis Lapis’ Beeston had retained his massive sex drive to the end…

CELEBRITY ENDORSEMENT

 

Prof. Jonathan Bate, Professor of Shakespeare and Renaissance Studies at the University of Warwick and a Board Member of the Royal Shakespeare Company writes of The Strange Case of Mr. Apis Lapis (upon which this article is based)…

It’s a terrific article and very persuasive that Beeston [of Posbrook Farm, Titchfield] is Apis Lapis. All very interesting….

(To read a full account of The Code’s theory, please click: The Strange Case of Mr. Apis Lapis. )

 

Brothers and Sisters of The Shakespeare Code…

On 15th August, 2011, The Code received its 5,000th View!

The Agents of The Code would like to thank you for your continued interest from all over the world and present to you the customary bouquet of Southampton roses…

We know (from information passed on to us from Google) that there are at least TWENTY-TWO participating nations.

SINGAPORE…

…..joined The Shakespeare Code on 16th August, 2011.

See: ‘The Shakespeare Code’ salutes the Nations’. If the flag of your nation is not amongst those listed, please let us know…

WE WOULD BE PROUD TO FLY IT FOR YOU!

The Shakespeare Code now has more flags than the exterior of Harrods!

To celebrate this event, a great poet and editor, EDDIE LINDEN, has been gracious enough to accept a Fellowship – the highest accolade The Code can offer.

Here is the photograph of Mr. Linden which hangs in the National Portrait Gallery in London:

And here is a less formal photograph of Mr. Linden extracted from The Code’s confidential files:

Mr. Linden now has the inalienable right to use the designated letters F. S. C. (Fellow of the Shakespeare Code) after his name.

As a Fellow, his name will also be automatically inscribed in The Code’s coveted ‘Roll of Honour’.

He is also responsible for covering the Sonnets and Poems of Shakespeare.

On accepting his Fellowship he said:

I’m overwhelmed. I come from the working classes, so I am very proud to be given this honour by Stewart.  He’s been a great friend and influence on me for many years now – and comes from the same sort of background as myself…I’m really looking forward to the Fellowship Dinners….

On being asked which of his poems he would like The Code to print in honour of his Fellowship, Eddie unhesitatingly chose a poem first published in the celebrated British newspaper, The Guardian on Saturday, in 2009.

It was inspired by a mining disaster that happened in 1950 in the Scottish village where Eddie grew up…

THE NEST

The echo of the burn as it runs yellow 

And the dark blue slag on the pit surface

Reminded him of his past.

The wheel of life sounded its

Message of time.

The blast of death

Rang its bells in the hearts of the homes.

The grim face in the mirror

Faded with time into the slag heaps

From where he came.

The moon revealed its ugly village casa.

A dog howled its death-like sound,

A baby cried from the cold of the night,

A father knelt in

the bowels of the earth, waiting for light

In the darkest hell, where he never saw.

Only winter remained.

And nothing returned to the nest

In the tree, but the snow that covered

The world of his past

‘Deil’s Cauldron’ in Comrie, Scotland. Hard to see here, but Scottish ‘burns’ do literally ‘run yellow’.

But perhaps Eddie’s most celebrated achievement is his uncompromising poem about Glasgow, anthologised the world over and translated into French, German and Spanish…

CITY OF RAZORS. 

Cobbled streets, littered with broken milk bottles,
 
Reeking chimneys and dirty tenement buildings,
 
Walls scrawled with FUCK THE POPE and blue-lettered
 
 words GOD BLESS THE RANGERS.
 
Old woman at the corner, arms folded, babe in pram,

a drunk man’s voice from the other pavement,

 And out come the Catholics from evening confessional;
 
A woman roars from an upper window
 
‘They’re at it again, Maggie!
 
Five stitches in our Tommie’s face, Lizzie!

Eddie’s in The Royal wi’ a sword in his stomach

 and the razor’s floating in the River Clyde.’
 
There is roaring in Hope Street,
 
They’re killing in the Carlton,
 
There’s an ambulance in Bridgeton,

And a laddie in the Royal.

 

The old ‘Gorbals’ in Glasgow, where ‘City of Razors’ is set.

 

THE TRIXIE INTERVIEW

Brothers and Sisters, I can tell you I was all ‘claws and paws’ waiting to interview Eddie. Not only is he the greatest poet in the world, but everyone tells me he is:

‘THE WILDEST MAN IN THE WORLD’!

Eddie has been barred every pub in London’s Soho – even the notorious French House who will take ANYBODY’S MONEY!

The French House in Soho.

 

Our Chief Agent, Stewart, first met Eddie forty years ago at a poetry reading at the Edinburgh Festival. Eddie was in the audience and shouted out that the poetry was ‘f……g crap’. He was hurled down a staircase and Stewart immediately ran to his aid – not out of compassion but out of literary discrimination.

The poetry WAS  ‘f…..g crap’.

The two became great friends as a result and often ‘banged about’ about with the the late, great,  D. A. N. Jones, who, like Stewart, worked for the B.B.C. magazine, The Listener.

There are certain things, though, a man will not tell his  friends…

But he’ll sometimes tell a cat…

The moment Eddie stepped into Head Office, I knew all would be well.

GONE was the old wildness – now there was only sweetness and light. The strongest thing Eddie now drinks is coffee – and even that was too strong for him.

I had to give him some more milk from my saucer.

He opened up to me COMPLETELY as he sipped his coffee and I sat purring in his wise old lap…

It was all to do with his childhood. He’d been born a bastard in Ireland and smuggled, as a package of shame, into Scotland. He was adopted by a foster mother who died when he was ten and his second foster mother wanted nothing to do with him. So he was sent away to an orphanage..

in a big black car….

So no wonder Eddie drank! Denied ‘the milk of human kindness’, he sought it, as anyone would, in the bottle…

But two things saved him: Karl Marx….

 

…..and Literature

 

A. J. Cronin – a Scottish novelist so popular he made it onto ‘fag’ cards…

 Eddie, like Stewart, discovered the work of the passionate Scottish socialist, A. J. Cronin, when he was a teenager. Cronin, like Eddie, was illegitimate and grew up in Greenock, a ship-building town on the Clyde.

This was the town where Stewart’s father was  born and brought up…

Scottish Communists took Eddie’s education in hand – and this led to a violent, spiritual struggle for Eddie’s soul. Eddie was a cradle Catholic and priests wielded over-whelmingly power in working class Scotland.

They even sent him to a Catholic Working Men’s College in Oxford – but he escaped from everyone’s hands (and jobs in steelmills) when he moved to London…

There he discovered even more literature and even more life….

He was taken up by the great poet, and ravishing beauty, Elizabeth (‘By Grand Central Staion I sat down and wept‘) Smart…

Elizabeth Smart

 …and started to give poetry readings with the blind, retro-Augustan poet, John Heath Stubbs….

John Heath-Stubbs

 ….at John Dryden’s old hostelry, The Lamb and Flag

The Lamb and Flag – Dryden’s old stamping ground…
These readings were so popular, the landlady feared the floor in the upstairs room would cave in!
 
But – and this is the point that your Cat feels is important to make –
 
THE READINGS WERE NOT OF HIS OWN POETRY!
 
All through the interview, Eddie would mention the work of everyone else – and never his own. He has a passion for poetry PER SE, because, he said, (as he stroked my ears)…
 
It saved my life….
 
It gave Eddie a reason to get up each day….
 
He managed to save £70 and,  with a gift of £100 from his friend the playwright and poet Harold Pinter….

Harold Pinter, patron of Eddie.

 ….he  started the famous poetry magazine AQUARIUS.
 
Over the years, Eddie has published (amongst countless others) Brian Patten, Seamus Heaney and Hugh McDiarmuid. He  has even devoted whole issues to Canadian, Scottish and Australian writing.
 
And, apart from the first issue….
 
EDDIE HAS NEVER USED THE MAGAZINE TO PUBLISH HIS OWN WORK!
 
This was left to other people and in 1980 a collection of his poems appeared under the title of his masterpiece, City of Razors. Around that time his biography (Who is Eddie Linden by Sebastian Barker) was also published by Jay Landesman.
 
One of the reviewers asserted that in Pinter’s play, No Man’s Land, the down at heel poet and editor, Spooner, whom the drunken grandee, Hirst, ‘picks up in a pub in Hampstead’….
 
Spooner (Gielgud) and Hirst (Richardson)
 ….was none other than Eddie himself…
 
I was about to ask Eddie if this was true, but he suddenly started to shift in his chair…
 
I jumped off his lap.
 
He had divined, in his Bardic way, that I was about to touch on his private life….
 
He looked at the office clock, smiled at me, then darted off to ‘another meeting’…
 
Trailing his mystery, and his genius,  behind him….
 
© Trixie the Cat, August 2011.
 

The Shakespeare Code welcomes Eddie Linden, F. S. C. to the hallowed ranks of the Fellows….

 Janet St. John-Austen, F. S. C.
 
 
Karen Gledhill, F. S. C.
 
Sister Janet, F. S. C., has invented an enitirely new verse form, The Trixameter, with which she welcomes Brother Eddie, F.S.C., to the Fraternity…
 
Ode to Linden

Hail the Code

Poet Fellows

Ed and Will

 
And on the auspicious occassion of the 5,000th view, The Code itself would like to take the opportunity of unfurling its….
 
 ROLL OF HONOUR

Eddie Linden, F. S. C.

Karen Gledhill, F. S. C.

Janet St. John-Austen, F. S. C.

Michael Hentges

Martin Green

Alan Samson

Lord Bragg of Wigton

Sir Nicholas Hytner

Jane Howell

Greg Doran

Maggie Ollerenshaw

Simon Callow

Prof. David Womersely (Thomas Wharton Professor of English at Oxford University)

Prof. Jonathan Bate (Professor of Shakespeare and Renaissance Studies at Warwick University)

Dr. James Kelly (Senior Tutor at Queen’s College, Cambridge)

China Miéville

Martin Jarvis

 

‘IN VINCULIS, INVICTUS’

 
 
 
 

(It’s good to have read the ‘Twelfth Night Decoded’ series first: The Introduction, Part One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six and Seven. )

As Brothers and Sisters of The Code well know, Countess Olivia in Twelfth Night….

 

…asks ‘Caesario’ (Viola in drag)…..

 

….what ‘he’ would do if ‘he’ were in love with her….

Viola, thinking of her own love for Orsino,  answers in one of William Shakespeare’s most beautiful speeches….

Make me a willow cabin at your gate,

And call upon my soul within the house;

Write loyal cantons of contemned love,

And sing them loud even in the dead of night;

Halloo your name to the reverberate hills,

And make the babbling gossip of the air

Cry out ‘Olivia!’ O, you should not rest

Between the elements of air and earth,

But you should pity me…

But what is a ‘willow cabin’? 

According to the current proprietors of ‘Anne Hathaway’s Cottage’ in Shottery (a mile from Stratford-upon-Avon) it looks like this:

They have constructed a ‘willow cabin’ out of living willows. Tourists can sit inside it, push a button and listen to a recording of a famous actor reading a Shakespeare Sonnet…

Of course, if Viola in Twelfth Night had constructed her ‘willow cabin’ out of living willows, it would have been some time before she could have taken up residence.

Even her passion might have waned a  little…

But what did the Elizabethans mean by a  ‘willow cabin’ ?

The late D. A. N. Jones, the literary journalist and novelist…

  

….argued (privately, to The Code’s Chief Agent) that it would have the same linguistic associations that it has for us. He reported that Viola’s speech always made him ‘weep’ because the word ‘willow’ triggered the word ‘weeping’ as in ‘weeping willow’.

Willows often grow by water that looks like the 'tears' they have 'wept'.

The Shakespeare Code believes that the meaning for the Elizabethans of  ‘willow cabin’ is not to be found in  linguistics.

It is to be found in politics.

The Shakespeare Code has already argued that the character of Olivia is based on Queen Elizabeth  (at her very best). 

(See ‘Twelfth Night Decoded: Part One.)

Viola, dressed as the page-boy, Caesario, pleading her master’s love, would have evoked memories (in the courtly, first-night audience) of  Simier, the Duc d’Anjou’s envoy, with whom Elizabeth had fallen in love.

In the end, Elizabeth broke free, both from Simier (‘the monkey’) and his master, Anjou (‘the frog’). She put the needs of England before the needs of her heart.

The Shakespeare Code believes that the image of ‘a willow cabin’ evokes a further memory of the Queen’s selflessness.

The memory of the Armada….

In 1588, England  ‘stood alone’ against its enemy Spain.

Lucy Aikin, the great Regency/Victorian historian, points out that not a single Continental power came to Elizabeth‘s aid.

Elizabeth relied entirely upon the people of England – and the people rose magnificently. 

Aikin describes how…

…the Corporation of the City of London asked the Queen’s Councillors what was required of them: they replied ‘fifteen ships and five thousand men’. Two days later the city  ‘humbly intreated the council, in sign of their perfect love and loyalty to prince and country, to accept ten thousand men and thirty ships amply furnished’. And, adds the chronicler, ‘even as London, London like, gave precedent, the whole kingdom kept true rank and equipage’.

Even the English Roman Catholics, who the Jesuits confidently predicted would join with Spain to overthrow ‘the incestuous bastard’ Elizabeth, found, in the event, that they loved England rather more than they loved Spain.

Some even found that they loved Elizabeth more than they loved the Bishop of Rome….

Anthony Browne, 1st Viscount Monatague, the third Earl of Southampton‘s maternal grandfather….

 ….and one of the leading Catholics in England was… 

the first that showed his bands to the Queen (though he was very sickly and in age) with a full resolution to live and die in defence of the Queen and of his country, against all invaders, whether it were Pope, King or potentate whatsoever…

Thanks to the brilliant seamanship of Sir Francis Drake…

….the unleashing of the English fire-ships at Calais against the Spanish….

….and ‘The Winds of God’ that blew the Spanish ships northwards…..

……the enemy was routed at sea.

But everyone thought the Spanish would re-group, return and invade England.  If that happened, the English army was finished.

Yet everyone wanted to be part of that army. In fact, so many many men rushed to join the Earl of Leicester at Tilbury (on the  Thame’s estuary) that people were begged to stay in their own Shires!

Modern map of Tilbury.

A regiment from Dorset was so keen to face the enemy on the coast that it paid £500 [£250,000] for the privilege of doing so.

A man from Essex not only provided 500 men at his own cost; he seized a musket and insisted on fighting with them himself.

It was all a pre-figurement of Henry V’s ‘Crispin Crispianus’ battle-cry that…

Gentlemen in England now a-bed

Shall think themselves accursed they were not here…

And why, apart from a love of England, did everyone want to be at Tilbury? 

Certainly not to be with the hated Leicester…

It was to be with the Queen.

She had made it known she would lead her troops from the front and die fighting with them.

But the Earl of Leicester finally said ‘No’ to the fifty-five year old Elizabeth. He was the only man in England brave enough to do so.

As Elizabeth’s Lieutenant-General he wrote, lovingly but firmly, to the Queen on 27  July, 1588:

Now, for your person, being the most dainty and sacred thing we have in this world to care for, much more for advice to be given in the direction of it, a man must tremble when he thinks of it, specially finding your majesty to have that princely courage to transport yourself to our utmost confines of your realm to meet your enemies and to defend your subjects.

I cannot, most dear queen, consent to that, for upon your well doing consists all and some, for your whole kingdom; and, therefore, preserve that above all.

Yet will I not that (in some sort) so princely and so rare a magnanimity should not appear to your people and the world as it is…..In the meantime, your majesty, to comfort this army and people, of both these counties, may, if it please you, spend two or three days to see both the camp and forts…

To rest you at the camp, I trust you will be pleased with your poor lieutenant’s cabin; and within a mile there is a gentleman’s house, where your majesty also may lie. Thus shall you comfort, not only these thousands, but many more that shall hear of it; and so far, but no farther, can I consent to adventure your person…

On 8 August Elizabeth visited Tilbury…

She was  ‘mounted’ Akin says….

…on a noble charger, with a general’s truncheon in her hand, a corselet of polished steel laced over her magnificent apparel, and a page in attendance bearing her white-plumed helmet. She rode bare-headed from rank to rank with a courageous deportment and smiling countenance..’

William Camden, the contemporary historian, describes how…

the Queen with a masculine spirit came and took a view of her army and camp at Tilbury, and riding about through the ranks of armed men drawn up on both sides her, with a Leader’s truncheon in her hand, sometimes with a martial pace, another while gently like a woman, incredible it is how much she encouraged the hearts of her captains and soldiers by her presence and speech to them…

Dr. Lionel Sharp, attached to Leicester’s forces, also gave an eye-witness account of how…

 The Queen… rode through all the squadrons of her army as armed Pallas attended by noble footmen, Leicester, Essex and Norris, then Lord Marshall, and divers other great lords. Where she made an excellent oration to her army, which the next day after I was commanded to redeliver all the army together, to keep a public fast…

Here is Elizabeth’s famous speech, as fine as anything penned by Shakespeare himself….

My loving people, we have been persuaded by some that are careful of our safety, to take heed how we commit ourselves to armed multitudes, for fear of treachery, but assure you, I do not desire to live to distrust my faithful and loving people.

Let tyrants fear: I have always so behaved myself that, under God, I have placed my chiefest strength and safeguard in the loyal hearts and good-will of my subjects. And therefore I am come amongst you at this time, not as for my recreation or sport, but being resolved in the midst and heat of battle, to live or die amongst you all; to lay down for my God, and for my kingdom, and for my people, my honour and my blood, even in the dust.

I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart of a king and of a king of England too, and think foul scorn that Paramor Spain, or any prince ofEurope, should dare to invade the borders of my realms. To which, rather than any dishonour should grow by me, I myself will take up arms, I myself will be your general, judge and rewarder of every one of your virtues in the field.

And here is a verse version of the same speech which James Aske, another eye-witness, reconstructs in his poem Elizabetha Triumphans published in Armada year…

We will them know that now by proof we see

Their loyal hearts to us their lawful Queen.

For sure we are that none beneath the heavens

Have readier subjects to defend their right:

Which happiness we count to us as chief.

And though of love their duties crave no less

Yet say to them that we in like regard

And estimate of this their dearest zeal

(In time of need shall ever call them forth

To dare in field their fierce and cruel foes)

Will be ourself their noted General

Ne dear at all to us shall be our life,

Ne palaces or Castles huge of stone

Shall hold as then our presence from their view:

But in the midst and very heart of them

Bellona-like we mean as then to march;

On common lot of gain or loss to both

They well shall see we recke shall then betide.

And as for honour with most large rewards,

Let them not care they common there shall be:

The meanest man who shall deserve a might,

A mountain shall for his desart receive.

And this our speech and this our solemn vow

In fervent love to those our subjects dear,

Say, seargeant-major, tell them from our self,

On kingly faith we will perform it there…

 But what, Brothers and Sisters might well ask, has all this to do with ‘the willow cabin’?

EVERYTHING!

Aske,  in the same poem quoted above, describes the fields round Tilbury which, being on the Thames estuary, would have been filled with willow trees…

Now might you see the field late pasture green

Wherein the beasts did take their food and rest,

Become a place for brave and worthy men.

Here noble men, who stately houses have,

Do leave them void, to live within their tents.

Here worthy Esquires who lay on beds of down

Do cabin now upon a couch of straw:

Instead of houses strong, with timber built

They cabins make of poles, and thin green boughs….

So when ‘Caesario’ talks of constructing a willow cabin to express his ‘loyal’ love for Olivia, it would evoke the time when the gentry of England constructed their own willow cabins at Tilbury to express their own ‘loyal’ love for their great Queen…

 

        Shakespeare is reminding Elizabeth – and her audience – of a time when love filled the land of England.

It was only days to go before the rebellion of the Earl of Essex…

(See, if you haven’t already, Twelfth Night Decoded Part Five:Orsino as the Earl of Essex. )