CHAPTER VII.

COUNTRY DANCES.

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Clisthenes, tyrant of Sicyon, says Herodotus, had a beautiful daughter

whom he resolved to marry to the most accomplished of the Greeks.

Accordingly all the eligible young men of Greece resorted to the court

of Sicyon to offer for the hand of the lovely Agarista. Among these,

the most distinguished was Hippoclides, and the king decided to take

him as his son-in-law.

[Illustration: Hippoclides before Clisthenes.]

Clisthenes had already invited the guests to the nuptial feast, and had

slaughtered one hundred oxen to the gods to obtain a blessing on the

union, when Hippoclides offered to exhibit the crown and climax of his

many accomplishments.

He ordered a flute-player to play a dance tune, and when the musician

obeyed, he (Hippoclides) began to dance before the king and court and

guests, and danced to his own supreme satisfaction.

After the first bout, and he had rested awhile and recovered breath,

he ordered a table to be introduced, and he danced figures on it, and

finally set his head on the table and gesticulated with his legs.

When the applause had ceased, Clisthenes said--as the young man had

reverted to his feet and stood expectantly before him--"You have danced

very well, but I don't want a dancing son-in-law."

How greatly we should like to know what Herodotus does not tell us,

whether the tyrant of Sicyon was of a sour and puritanical mind,

objecting to dancing on principle, or whether he objected to the

peculiar kind of dance performed by Hippoclides, notably that with his

head on the table and his legs kicking in the air.

I do not think that such a thing existed at that period as puritanical

objection to dancing, but I imagine that it was the sort of dance

which offended Clisthenes. Lucian in one of his Dialogues introduces

a philosopher who reproaches a friend for being addicted to dancing,

whereupon the other replies that dancing was of Divine invention, for

the goddess Rhæa first composed set dances about the infant Jupiter to

hide him from the eyes of his father Saturn, who wanted to eat him.

Moreover, Homer speaks with high respect of dancing, and declares that

the grace and nimbleness of Merion in the dance distinguished him

above the rest of the heroes in the contending hosts of Greeks and

Trojans. He adds that in Greece statues were erected to the honour of

the best dancers, so highly was the art held in repute, and that Hesiod

places on one footing valour and dancing, when he says that "The gods

have bestowed fortitude on some men, and on others a disposition for

dancing!" Lastly, he puts the philosopher in mind that Socrates not

only admired the saltatory exercise in others, but learned it himself

when he was an old man.

On hearing this defence of dancing, the morose philosopher in Lucian's

Dialogue professes himself a convert, and requests his friend to take

him to the next subscription ball.

Steele, in the _Spectator_, declared that "no one ever was a good

dancer that had not a good understanding," and that it is an art

whereby mechanically, so to speak, "a sense of good-breeding and virtue

are insensibly implanted in minds not capable of receiving it so well

in any other rules."

I cannot help thinking that the dancing commended by the _Spectator_,

learned in old age by Socrates, and that in which the Greeks won the

honour of statues, was something far removed from that which incurred

the displeasure of Clisthenes, and lost Hippoclides the hand of his

beautiful mistress.

Here is a letter in the _Spectator_, given in Steele's article. It

purports to be from a father, Philipater: "I am a widower, with one

daughter; she was by nature much inclined to be a romp, and I had no

way of educating her, but commanding a young woman, whom I entertained

to take care of her, to be very watchful in her care and attendance

about her. I am a man of business and obliged to be much abroad. The

neighbours have told me, that in my absence our maid has let in the

spruce servants in the neighbourhood to junketings, while my girl

play'd and romped even in the street. To tell you the plain truth, I

catched her once, at eleven years old, at chuck-farthing, among the

boys. This put me upon new thoughts about my child, and I determined

to place her at a boarding-school. I took little notice of my girl

from time to time, but saw her now and then in good health, out of

harm's way, and was satisfied. But by much importunity, I was lately

prevailed with to go to one of their balls. I cannot express to you

the anxiety my silly heart was in, when I saw my romp, now fifteen,

taken out. I could not have suffered more, had my whole fortune been

at stake. My girl came on with the most becoming modesty I had ever

seen, and casting a respectful eye, as if she feared me more than all

the audiency, I gave a nod, which, I think, gave her all the spirit

she assumed upon it, but she rose properly to that dignity of aspect.

My romp, now the most graceful person of her sex, assumed a majesty

which commanded the highest respect. You, Mr. Spectator, will, better

than I can tell you, imagine all the different beauties and changes of

aspect in an accomplished young woman, setting forth all her beauties

with a design to please no one so much as her father. My girl's lover

can never know half the satisfaction that I did in her that day. I

could not possibly have imagined that so great improvement could have

been wrought by an art that I always held in itself ridiculous and

contemptible. There is, I am convinced, no method like this, to give

young women a sense of their own value and dignity; and I am sure there

can be none so expeditious to communicate that value to others. For my

part, my child has danced herself into my esteem, and I have as great

an honour of her as ever I had for her mother, from whom she derived

those latent good qualities which appeared in her countenance when she

was dancing; for my girl showed in one quarter of an hour the innate

principles of a modest virgin, a tender wife, and generous friend, a

kind mother, and an indulgent mistress."

It is a curious fact that the beautiful and graceful dance, the dance

as a fine art, is extinct among us. It has been expelled by the

intrusive waltz. And if in the waltz any of that charm of modesty,

grace of action, and dignity of posture can be found, which delighted

our forefathers and made them esteem dancing, then let it be shown. It

was not waltzing which made Merion to be esteemed among the heroes of

the Trojan war; it was not waltzing certainly that Socrates acquired

in his old age; and it most assuredly was not whilst she was waltzing

that the correspondent of the _Spectator_ admired in his daughter the

modest virgin. It is possible that it was a sort of topsy-turvy waltz

Hippoclides performed, and which lost him the daughter of Clisthenes.

The dance is not properly the spinning around of two persons of

opposite sex hugging each other, and imitating the motion of a

teetotum. The dance is an assemblage of graceful movements and figures

performed by a set number of persons. There is singular beauty in the

dance proper. The eye is pleased by a display of graceful and changing

outline, by bringing into play the muscles of well-moulded limbs. But

where many performers take part the enchantment is increased, just as

part-singing is more lovely than solo-singing; for to the satisfaction

derived from the graceful attitude of one performer is added that of

beautiful grouping. A single well-proportioned figure is a goodly

sight; several well-proportioned figures in shifting groups, now in

clusters, now swinging loose in wreaths, now falling into line or

circles; whilst an individual, or a pair, focus the interest, is very

beautiful. It is the change in a concert from chorus to solo; and

when, whilst the single dance, projected into prominence, attracts the

delighted eye, the rest of the dancers keep rhythmic motion, subdued,

in simple change, the effect is exquisite. It is the accompaniment on a

living instrument to a solo.

A correspondent of the _Times_ recently gave us an account of the

Japanese ballet, which illustrates what I insist on. He tells us

that the Maikos or Japanese ballet-dancers are girls of from sixteen

to eighteen years of age; they wear long fine silk dresses, natural

flowers in their hair, and hold fans in their hands. Their dance is

perfectly decorous, exquisitely graceful, and of marvellous artistic

beauty. It partakes of the nature of the minuet and the gavotte; it

makes no violent demands on lungs and muscles; its object is to give

pleasure to the spectators through the exhibition of harmony of lines,

elegance of posture, beauty of dress, grace with which the folds of

the long drapery fall, the play of light, and change of arrangement

of colour. It is a dance full of noble and stately beauty, and has

nothing in common with our European ballet, with its extravagance and

indelicacy, and--it must be added--inelegance. It is a play without

words, and a feast of pure delight to the artistic eye.

Æsthetically, the dance is, or may be, one of the most beautiful

creations of man, an art, and an art of no mean order. In it each

man and woman has to sustain a part, is one of many, a member of a

company, enchained to it by laws which all must obey. And yet each has

in his part a certain scope for individual expansion, for the exercise

of liberty. It is a figure of the world of men, in which each has a

part to perform in relation to all the rest. If the performer uses

his freedom to excess, the dancers in the social ball are thrown into

disorder, and the beauty and unity of the performance is lost.

Now all this beauty is taken from us. The waltz has invaded our

ball-rooms, and drives all other dances out of it. Next to the polka,

the waltz is the rudest and most elementary of step and figure-dances;

it has extirpated before it the lovely and intricate dances, highly

artistic, and of elaborate organization, which were performed a century

ago. How is it now in a ball? Even the quadrille and lancers, the sole

remnants of an art beautiful to lookers-on, are sat out, or, after

having been entered on the list, are omitted, and a waltz substituted

for it. "_Valse, valse, toujours valse!_" A book on dances, published

in 1821, speaks of the introduction of the waltz as a new thing, and of

the rarity of finding persons at a ball who could dance it.

"The company at balls having no partners who are acquainted with

waltzing or quadrilles, generally become spectators of each other

in a promenade round the rooms, so that the waltz or quadrille ball

ends in country dances, sometimes not one of these dances being

performed during the evening." That was a little over sixty years

ago. Waltz and quadrille came in hand-in-hand, and displaced the old

artistic and picturesque country dances, and then waltz prevailed,

and kicked quadrille out at the door. The country dance is the old

English dance--the dance of our forefathers--the dance which worked

such wonders in the heart of the old father in Steele's paper in the

_Spectator_.

The English have always been a dancing people, only during the

Commonwealth did they kick their heels, dancing being unallowed;

and at the beginning of this century dancing was discountenanced

among the upper classes by the Evangelicals, and among villagers

almost completely put down, or driven into low public-houses, by the

Dissenters. In 1598 Hentzner describes the English as "excelling in

dancing, and in the art of music;" and says that whilst a man might

hope to become Lord Chancellor through dancing, without being bred to

the law, like Sir Christopher Hatton, it was certainly worth while to

endeavour to excel. According to Barnaby Rich, in 1581 the dances in

vogue were measures--a grave and stately performance, like the minuet,

galliards, jigs, braules, rounds, and hornpipes. In 1602 the Earl of

Worcester writes to the Earl of Shrewsbury, "We are frolic here in

Court, much dancing in the privy chamber of _country dances_ before the

Queen's Majesty, who is exceedingly pleased therewith." In the reign

of James I., Waldon, sneering at Buckingham's kindred, observes that

it is easier to put fine clothes on the back than to learn the French

dances, and therefore that "none but country dances" must be used at

Court. At Christmas, 1622-3, the Prince Charles "did lead the measures

with the French ambassador's wife. The measures--braules, corrantoes,

and galliards--being ended, the masquers with the ladies did dance two

country dances."

In Pepys' _Diary_ we read how he went to see the King dance in

Whitehall. "By and by comes the King and Queen, the Duke (of York) and

the Duchess, and all the great ones; and after seating themselves,

the King takes out the Duchess of York; and the Duke, the Duchess of

Buckingham; the Duke of Monmouth, my Lady Castlemaine; and so other

lords other ladies; and they danced the Brantle. After that the King

led a lady a single coranto; and then the rest of the lords, one after

another, other ladies; very noble it was, and great pleasure to see.

Then to country dances, the King leading the first, which he called

for, which was, says he, '_Cuckolds all awry_,' the old dance of

England. Of the ladies that danced, the Duke of Monmouth's mistress,

and my Lady Castlemaine, and a daughter of Sir Harry de Vicke's, were

the best. The manner was, when the King dances, all the ladies in the

room, and the Queen herself, stand up; and indeed, he dances rarely,

and much better than the Duke of York. Having staid here as long as I

thought fit, to my infinite content, it being the greatest pleasure I

could wish now to see at Court, I went home, leaving them dancing."

All old ballads are set to dance tunes, and derive their name from

_ballet_. Where no instruments were to be had, the dancers sang the

ballad, and so gave the time to their feet. The fact of ballad tunes

being dance tunes has been the occasion of their preservation; for

in _The Compleate Dancing Master_, a collection of dance tunes, the

first edition of which was published in 1650, and which went through

eighteen editions to 1728, a great number have been preserved as dance

tunes, with the titles of the ballads sung to them. In the old country

dances the number of performers was unlimited, but could not consist of

less than six.

What is the origin of our title for certain dances--"Country Dances"?

I venture to think it has nothing to do with the country, though

I have Chappell's weighty opinion against me. The designation was

properly given to all those counter-dances, _contre-dances_, which were

performed by the gentlemen standing on one side, and the ladies on the

other, in lines, in contra-distinction to all round and square dances.

As a general rule, foreign dances are circular or square. In Brittany

is La Boulangère, and among the Basques, La Tapageuse, which are set

in lines; but with a few exceptions, most continental dances were

differentiated from the general type of English dances by being square

or round. There were, no doubt, among our peasantry dances in a ring

about the May-pole, but this was exceptional. A writer at the beginning

of this century says,--"An English country dance differs from any other

known dance in form and construction, except _Ecossaise_ and quadrille

country dances, as most others composed of a number of persons are

either round, octagon, circular, or angular. The pastoral dances on the

stage approximate the nearest to English country dances, being formed

longways."

The song and the dance were closely associated; indeed, as already

said, the word _ballet_ is derived from "ballad," or _vice-versâ_; and

all our old dance tunes had appropriate words set to them.

Dargason, a country dance older than the Reformation, found its way

into Wales, where it was set to Welsh words; the English ballad to

which it was usually sung was--

"It was a maid of my country,

As she came by a hawthorn tree,

As full of flowers as might be seen,

She marvelled to see the tree so green.

At last she asked of this tree

How came this freshness unto thee?

And every branch so fair and clean?

I marvel that you grow so green."

Doubtless half the charm of a country dance consisted in the dancers

singing the words of the familiar ballad as they went through the

movements of the dance, the burden often occurring at a general joining

of hands and united movement.

An English country dance was composed of the putting together of

several figures, and it allowed of almost infinite variation, according

to the number and arrangement of the figures introduced. Sir Roger de

Coverley, which is not quite driven out, consists of seven figures.

Some figures are quite elementary, as turning the partner, setting,

leading down the middle. Others are more elaborate, as Turn Corners,

and Swing Corners; some are called Short Figures, as requiring in their

performance a whole strain of short measure, or half a strain of long

measure. Long Figures, on the other hand, occupy a strain of eight bars

in long measure--a strain being that part of an air which is terminated

by a double bar, and usually consists in country dances of four, eight,

or sixteen single bars. Country dance tunes usually consist of two

strains, though they sometimes extend to three, four, or five, and of

eight bars each.

The names and character of the old country dances are quite forgotten.

The following is a list of some of the dances given in _The Complete

Country Dancing Master_, published near the beginning of last century--

Whitehall.

Ackroyd's Pad.

The Whirligig.

Amarillis.

Buttered Pease.

Bravo and Florimel.

Pope Joan.

Have at thy coat, old woman.

The Battle of the Boyne.

The Gossip's Frolic.

The Intrigue.

Prince and Princess.

A Health to Betty.

Bobbing Joan.

Sweet Kate.

Granny's Delight.

Essex Buildings.

Lord Byron's Maggot.

Ballamera.

The Dumps.

Rub her down with straw.

Moll Peatley.

Cheerily and Merrily.

In Waylet's _Collection of Country Dances_, published in 1749, we have

these--

The Lass of Livingstone.

Highland Laddie.

Down the Burn, Davy.

Eltham Assembly.

Cephalus and Procris.

Joy go with her.

Duke of Monmouth's Jig.

Bonny Lass.

The Grasshopper.

The Pallet.

Jack Lattin.

Fiarnelle's Maggot.

Buttered Pease.

The Star.

Some of these dances were simplicity itself, consisting of only a very

few elementary figures. This is the description of _Sweet Kate_.

"Lead up all a double and back. That again. Set your right foot to

your woman's, then your left, clasp your woman on her right hand, then

on the left, wind your hands and hold up your finger, wind your hands

again and hold up another finger of the other hand, then single; and

all this again."

_Bobbing Joan_ is no more than this. First couple dance between the

second, who then take their places, dance down, hands and all round,

first two men snap fingers and change places, first women do the same,

these two changes to the last, and the rest follow.

The tune of _The Triumph_ is still found in collections of dance

music, but it is only here and there in country places that it can be

performed. I saw some old villagers of sixty and seventy years of age

dance it last Christmas, but no young people knew anything about it. It

is a slight, easy, but graceful dance--graceful when not danced by old

gaffers and grannies.

Our English country dances were carried abroad, and became popular

there. "The Italians," writes Horace Walpole from Florence in 1740,

"are fond to a degree of our country dances: _Cold and raw_ they only

know by the tune; _Blouzy-bella_ is almost Italian, and _Buttered

Peas_ is _Pizzelli al buro_." Indeed, as early as 1669, when the Grand

Duke of Tuscany visited England, he was highly taken with the English

dances, and probably on his return to Florence introduced them there.

Count Lorenzo Magalotti, who attended him on his visit, says that he

and the duke attended dancing-schools, "frequented by unmarried and

married ladies, who are instructed by the master, and practise with

much gracefulness and agility various dances after the English fashion.

Dancing is a very common and favourite amusement of the ladies in this

country; every evening there are entertainments at different places in

the city, at which many ladies and citizens' wives are present, they

going to them alone, as they do to the rooms of the dancing-masters,

at which there are frequently upwards of forty or fifty ladies. His

Highness had an opportunity of seeing several dances in the English

style, exceedingly well regulated, and executed in the smartest and

genteelest manner by very young ladies, whose beauty and gracefulness

were shown off to perfection in this exercise." And again, "he went out

to Highgate to see a children's ball, which, being conducted according

to the English custom, afforded great pleasure to his Highness, both

from the numbers, the manner, and the gracefulness of the dancers."

When our English country dances were carried abroad,--notably to

Germany and France,--the tunes to which they were danced were carried

with them, were there appropriated, and as these dances died out in

their native home, and with them their proper melodies, the tunes have

in several instances come back to us from the continent, as German or

French airs.

Very probably one reason of the disapproval which country dancing has

encountered arises from the fact that it allows no opportunities of

conversation, and consequently of flirtation, as the partners stand

opposite each other, and in the figures take part with other performers

quite as much as with their own proper _vis-à-vis_. But then is a dance

arranged simply to enable a young pair to clasp each other and whisper

into each others ears? Are art, beauty, pleasure to the spectators

to be left out of count altogether? The wall-fruit are deserving of

commiseration, for they now see nothing that can gratify the eye in a

ball-room; the waltz has been like the Norwegian rat--it has driven the

native out altogether, and the native dance and the native rat were the

more beautiful of the two.

It is not often we get a graceful dance on the stage either. Country

dancing is banished thence also; distorted antics that are without

grace, and of scanty decency, have supplanted it.

It seems incredible that what was regarded as a necessary acquisition

of every lady and gentleman sixty or seventy years ago should have

gone, and gone utterly--so utterly that probably dancing-masters of

the present day would not know how to teach the old country dances. In

_The Complete System of Country Dancing_, by Thomas Wilson, published

about 1821 (there is no date on the title-page), the author insists

on this being the national dance of the English, of its being in

constant practice, of its being a general favourite "in every city and

town throughout the United Kingdom;" as constituting "the principal

amusement with the greater part of the inhabitants of this country."

Not only so, but the English country dance was carried to all the

foreign European Courts, where it "was very popular, and became the

most favourite species of dancing;" and yet it is gone--gone utterly.

The minuet was, no doubt, a tedious and over-formal dance; it was only

tolerable when those engaged wore hoops and powder and knee-breeches;

but the English country dance is not stiff at all, and only so far

formal as all complications of figures must be formal. It is at the

same time infinitely elastic, for it allows of expansion or contraction

by the addition or subtraction of figures. There are about a hundred

figures in all, and these can be changed in place like the pieces of

glass in a kaleidoscope.

[Illustration: Minuet being Danced.]

Why, in this age of revivals, when we fill our rooms with Chippendale

furniture and rococo mirrors and inlaid Florentine cabinets, and use

the subdued colours of our grandmothers, when our books are printed

in old type with head and tail pieces of two centuries ago, when the

edges are left in the rough--why should we allow the waltz, the foreign

waltz, to monopolize our ball-rooms to the exclusion of all beautiful

figure-dancing, and let an old English art disappear completely without

an attempt to recover it? It will be in these delightful, graceful, old

national dances that our girls will, like the daughter of Philipater in

the _Spectator_, dance themselves into our esteem, as it is pretty sure

that in the approved fashion of waltzing they will dance themselves out

of it.

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