CHAPTER II

The Priory and the Rhymester

The gravest historians have given accounts of the beginnings of the

Dunmow Custom. There is Dugdale, for instance, who was born in 1686.

He writes in his _Monasticon_--

Robert Fitzwalter, who lived long beloved by King Henry, the son of

King John (as also of all the realm), betook himself in his latter

days to prayer and deeds of charity, and great and bountiful alms to

the poor, kept great hospitality, and re-edified the decayed Priory

of Dunmow, which Juga, a most devout and religious woman, had

builded; in which Priory arose a custom, began and instituted either

by him or some of his ancestors, which is verified by the common

saying or proverb, "that he which repents him not of his marriage,

either sleeping or waking, in a year and a day, may lawfully go to

Dunmow and fetch a Gammon of Bacon." It is certain that such a

custom there was, and that the Bacon was delivered with such

solemnity and triumph as they of the Priory and Town could

make--continuing till the dissolution of that house. The party or

pilgrim took the Oath before the Prior of the Convent, and the Oath

was administered with long process and much solemn singing and

chanting.

But how did the Custom actually come about? Harrison Ainsworth has

explained convincingly in his rhyme, _The Custom of Dunmow_--

"What seek you here, my children dear?

Why kneel ye down thus lowly

Upon the stones, beneath the porch

Of this our Convent holy?"

The Prior old the pair bespoke

In faltering speech, and slowly.

Their modest garb would seem proclaim

The pair of low degree,

But though in cloth of frieze arrayed,

A stately youth was he;

While she, who knelt down by his side,

Was beautiful to see.

"A Twelvemonth and a Day have fled

Since first we were united;

And from that hour," the young man said,

"No change our hopes has blighted.

Fond faith with fonder faith we've paid.

And love with love requited.

"True to each other have we been;

No dearer object seeing,

Than each has in the other found;

In everything agreeing.

And every look, and word, and deed

That breed dissension fleeing.

"All this we swear, and take in proof

Our Lady of Dunmow!*

For She, who sits with saints above,

Well knows that it is so.

Attest our Vow, thou reverend man,

And bless us ere we go!"

* The accent in Dunmow is on the first syllable, not as placed by

Ainsworth and other rhymers.

The Prior old stretch'd forth his hands;

"Heaven prosper ye!" quoth he;

"O'er such as ye, right gladly we

Say '_Benedicite!_'"

On this, the kneeling pair uprose--

Uprose full joyfully.

Just then, pass'd by the Convent cook--

And moved the young man's glee;

On his broad back a mighty Flitch

Of Bacon brown bore he.

So heavy was the load, I wis,

It scarce mote carried be.

"Take ye that Flitch," the Prior cried,

"Take it, fond pair, and go;

Fidelity, like yours, deserves

The boon I now bestow.

Go, feast your friends, and think upon

The Convent of Dunmow."

"Good Prior," then the youth replied,

"Thy gift to us is dear,

Not for its worth, but that it shows

Thou deem'st our love sincere,

And in return broad lands I give--

Broad lands thy Convent near;

Which shall to thee and thine produce

A Thousand Marks a year!

"But this Condition I annex,

Or else the Grant's forsaken;

That whensoe'er a pair shall come,

And take the Oath we've taken,

They shall from thee and thine receive

A goodly Flitch of Bacon.

"And thus from out a simple chance

A usage good shall grow;

And our example of true love

Be held up evermo:

While all who win the prize shall bless

The Custom of Dunmow."

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[Illustration: STOTHARD'S PICTURE, "THE PROCESSION OF THE FLITCH OF

BACON."]

STOTHARD'S PICTURE, "THE PROCESSION OF THE FLITCH OF BACON."--It was

published in 1833 and was dedicated to Samuel Rogers, the poet.

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[Illustration: STOTHARD'S PICTURE ADAPTED, WITH QUEEN VICTORIA AND

PRINCE ALBERT AS LEADING ACTORS.]

STOTHARD'S PICTURE ADAPTED, WITH QUEEN VICTORIA AND PRINCE ALBERT AS

LEADING ACTORS.--Among the figures are Lord Brougham, Lord

Palmerston, the Duke of Wellington, Sir Robert Peel, Lord John

Russell, the Archbishop of Canterbury and the Dukes of Sussex and

Cambridge. Date of print, 1841.

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"Who art thou, son?" the Prior cried,

His tones with wonder falter--

"Thou should'st not jest with reverend men,

Nor with their feelings palter."

"I jest not, Prior, for know in me

Sir Reginald Fitzwalter.

"I now throw off my humble garb,

As I what I am, contest;

The wealthiest I of wealthy men,

Since with this treasure blest."

And as he spoke, Fitzwalter clasp'd

His lady to his breast.

"In peasant guise my love I won,

Nor knew she whom she wedded;

In peasant cot our truth we tried,

And no disunion dreaded.

Twelve months' assurance proves our faith

On firmest base is steadied."

Joy reigned within those Convent walls

When the glad news was known;

Joy reigned within Fitzwalter's halls

When there his bride was shown.

No lady in the land such sweet

Simplicity could own;

A natural grace had she, that all

Art's graces far outshone:

Beauty and worth for want of birth

Abundantly atone.

L'ENVOY

What need of more? That Loving Pair

Lived long and truly so;

Nor ever disunited were;--

For one death laid them low!

And hence arose that Custom old--

The Custom of Dunmow.

Of this Fitzwalter we shall hear later on.

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