CHAPTER IV.

1591-1599.

It is easy to imagine how intensely Spenser enjoyed his

visit to London. It is uncertain to what extent that

visit was prolonged. He dates the dedication of his

_Colin Clouts Come Home Again_ 'from my house at

Kilcolman, the 27 of December, 1591.' On the other

hand, the dedication of his _Daphnaida_ is dated

'London this first of Januarie 1591,' that is 1592

according to our new style. Evidently there is some

mistake here. Prof. Craik 'suspects' that in the

latter instance 'the date January 1591' is used in the

modern meaning; he quotes nothing to justify such a

suspicion; but it would seem to be correct. Todd and

others have proposed to alter the '1591' in the former

instance to 1595, the year in which _Colin Clouts Come

Home Again_ was published, and with which the allusions

made in the poem to contemporary writers agree; but

this proposal is, as we shall see, scarcely tenable.

The manner in which the publisher of the _Complaints_,

1591, of which publication we shall speak presently,

introduces that work to the 'gentle reader,' seems to

show that the poet was not at the time of the

publishing easily accessible. He speaks of having

endeavoured 'by all good meanes (for the better

encrease and accomplishment of your delights) to get

into my hands such small poems of the same authors, as

I heard were disperst abroad in sundrie hands, and not

easie to bee come by by himselfe; some of them having

been diverslie imbeziled and purloyned from him since

his departure ouer sea.' He says he understands

Spenser 'wrote sundrie others' besides those now

collected, 'besides some other Pamphlets looselie

scattered abroad . . . which when I can either by

himselfe or otherwise attaine too I meane likewise for

your fauour sake to set foorth.' It may be supposed

with much probability that Spenser returned to his

Irish castle some time in 1591, in all likelihood after

February, in which month he received the pension

mentioned above, and on the other hand so as to have

time to write the original draught of _Colin Clouts

Come Home Again_ before the close of December.

The reception of the _Faerie Queene_ had been so

favourable that in 1591--it would seem, as has been

shown, after Spenser's departure--the publisher of that

poem determined to put forth what other poems by the

same hand he could gather together. The result was a

volume entitled '_Complaints_, containing sundrie small

Poemes of the Worlds Vanitie, whereof the next page

maketh mention. By Ed. Sp.' 'The next page' contains

'a note of the Sundrie Poemes contained in this

volume:'

1. The Ruines of Time.

2. The Teares of the Muses.

3. Virgils Gnat.

4. Prosopopoia or Mother Hubbards Tale.

5. The Ruines of Rome, by Bellay.

6. Muiopotmos or The Tale of the Butterflie.

7. Visions of the Worlds Vanitie.

8. Bellayes Visions.

9. Petrarches Visions.

In a short notice addressed to the Gentle Reader which

follows--the notice just referred to--the publisher of

the volume mentions other works by Spenser, and

promises to publish them too 'when he can attain to'

them. These works are _Ecclesiastes_, _The Seven

Psalms_, and _Canticum Canticorum_--these three no

doubt translations of parts of the Old Testament--_A

Sennight Slumber_, _The State of Lovers_, the _Dying

Pelican_--doubtless the work mentioned, as has been

seen, in one of Spenser's letters to Harvey--_The

Howers of the Lord_, and _The Sacrifice of a Sinner_.

Many of these works had probably been passing from hand

to hand in manuscript for many years. That old method

of circulation survived the invention of the printing

press for many generations. The perils of it may be

illustrated from the fate of the works just mentioned.

It would seem that the publisher never did attain to

them; and they have all perished. With regard to the

works which were printed and preserved, the _Ruines of

Time_, as the Dedication shows, was written during

Spenser's memorable visit of 1589-91 to England. It is

in fact an elegy dedicated to the Countess of Pembroke,

on the death of Sir Philip Sidney, 'that most brave

Knight, your most noble brother deceased.' 'Sithens my

late cumming into England,' the poet writes in the

Epistle Dedicatorie, 'some friends of mine (which might

much prevaile with me and indeede commaund me) knowing

with howe straight bandes of duetie I was tied to him;

as also bound unto that noble house (of which the

chiefe hope then rested in him) have sought to revive

them by upbraiding me; for that I have not shewed anie

thankefull remembrance towards him or any of them; but

suffer their names to sleepe in silence and

forgetfulnesse. Whome chieflie to satisfie, or els to

avoide that fowle blot of unthankefulnesse, I have

conceived this small Poeme, intituled by a generall

name of the _Worlds Ruines_: yet speciallie intended to

the renowming of that noble race from which both you

and he sprong, and to the eternizing of some of the

chiefe of them late deceased.' This poem is written in

a tone that had been extremely frequent during

Spenser's youth. Its text is that ancient one 'Vanity

of Vanities; all is Vanity'--a very obvious text in all

ages, but perhaps especially so, as has been hinted, in

the sixteenth century, and one very frequently adopted

at that time. This text is treated in a manner

characteristic of the age. It is exemplified by a

series of visions. The poet represents himself as

seeing at Verulam an apparition of a woman weeping over

the decay of that ancient town. This woman stands for

the town itself. Of its whilome glories, she says,·

after a vain recounting of them,

They all are gone and with them is gone,

Ne ought to me remaines, but to lament

My long decay.

No one, she continues, weeps with her, no one remembers

her,

Save one that maugre fortunes injurie

And times decay, and enuies cruell tort

Hath writ my record in true seeming sort.

Cambden the nourice of antiquitie,

And lanterne unto late succeeding age,

To see the light of simple veritie

Buried in ruines, through the great outrage

Of her owne people, led with warlike rage,

Cambden, though time all moniments obscure,

Yet thy just labours ever shall endure.

Then she rebukes herself for these selfish moanings by

calling to mind how far from solitary she is in her

desolation. She recalls to mind the great ones of the

land who have lately fallen--Leicester, and Warwick,

and Sidney--and wonders no longer at her own ruin. Is

not _Transit Gloria_ the lesson taught everywhere?

Then other visions and emblems of instability are seen,

some of them not darkly suggesting that what passes

away from earth and apparently ends may perhaps be

glorified elsewhere. The second of these collected

poems--_The Teares of the Muses_--dedicated, as we have

seen, to one of the poet's fair cousins, the Lady

Strange, deplores the general intellectual condition of

the time. It is doubtful whether Spenser fully

conceived what a brilliant literary age was beginning

about the year 1590. Perhaps his long absence in

Ireland, the death of Sidney who was the great hope of

England Spenser knew, the ecclesiastical controversies

raging when he revisited England, may partly account

for his despondent tone with reference to literature.

He introduces each Muse weeping for the neglect and

contempt suffered by her respective province. He who

describes these tears was himself destined to dry them;

and Shakspere, who, if anyone, was to make the faces of

the Muses blithe and bright, was now rapidly

approaching his prime. There can be little doubt that

at a later time Spenser was acquainted with Shakspere;

for Spenser was an intimate friend of the Earl of

Essex; Shakspere was an intimate friend of the Earl of

Southampton, who was one of the most attached friends

of that Earl of Essex. And a personal acquaintance

with Shakspere may have been one of the most memorable

events of Spenser's visit to London in 1589. We would

gladly think that Thalia in the _Teares of the Muses_

refers in the following passage to Shakspere: the comic

stage, she says, is degraded,

And he the man whom Nature selfe had made

To mock herselfe and Truth to imitate,

With kindly counter under Mimick shade,

Our pleasant Willy, ah! is dead of late;

With whom all joy and jolly meriment

Is also deaded and in dolour drent.

The context shows that by 'dead' is not meant physical

death, but that

That same gentle spirit, from whose pen

Large streames of honnie and sweete nectar flowe,

produces nothing, sits idle-handed and silent, rather

than pander to the grosser tastes of the day. But this

view, attractive as it is, can perhaps hardly be

maintained. Though the _Teares of the Muses_ was not

published, as we have seen, till 1591, it was probably

written some years earlier, and so before the star of

Shakspere had arisen. Possibly by Willy is meant Sir

Philip Sidney, a favourite haunt of whose was his

sister's house at Wilton on the river Wiley or Willey,

and who had exhibited some comic power in his masque,

_The Lady of May_, acted before the Queen in 1578.

Some scholars, however, take 'Willy' to denote John

Lily. Thus the passage at present remains dark. If

written in 1590, it certainly cannot mean Sidney, who

had been dead some years; just possibly, but not

probably, it might in that case mean Shakspere.

Of the remaining works published in his

_Complaints_, the only other one of recent composition

is _Muiopotmos_, which, as Prof. Craik suggests, would

seem to be an allegorical narrative of some matter

recently transpired. It is dated 1590, but nothing is

known of any earlier edition than that which appears in

the _Complaints_. Of the other pieces by far the most

interesting is _Prosopopoia, or Mother Hubbards Tale_,

not only because it is in it, as has been said, Spenser

most carefully, though far from successfully, imitates

his great master Chaucer, but for its intrinsic merit--

for its easy style, its various incidents, its social

pictures. In the dedication he speaks of it as 'These

my idle labours; which having _long sithens composed in

the raw conceipt of my youth_, I lately amongst other

papers lighted upon, and was by others, which liked the

same, mooved to set them foorth.' However long before

its publication the poem in the main was written,

possibly some additions were made to it in or about the

year 1590; as for instance, the well-known passage

describing 'a suitor's state,' which reflects too

clearly a bitter personal experience to have been

composed before Spenser had grown so familiar with the

Court as he became during his visit to England under

Raleigh's patronage. But it is conceivable that his

experiences in 1578 and 1579 inspired the lines in

question.

The remaining pieces in the _Complaints_ consist

of translations or imitations, composed probably some

years before, though probably in some cases, as has

been shown, revised or altogether recast.

Probably in the same year with the _Complaints_--

that is in 1591--was published _Daphnaida_,{1} 'an

Elegie upon the death of the noble and vertuous Douglas

Howard, daughter and heire of Henry Lord Howard,

Viscount Byndon, and wife of Arthur Georges, Esquire.'

This elegy was no doubt written before Spenser returned

to Ireland. It is marked by his characteristic

diffuseness, abundance, melody.

Certainly before the close of the year 1591

Spenser found himself once more in his old castle of

Kilcolman. A life at Court could never have suited

him, however irksome at times his isolation in Ireland

may have seemed. When his friends wondered at his

returning unto

This barrein soyle,

Where cold and care and penury do dwell,

Here to keep sheepe with hunger and with toyle,

he made the answer that he,

Whose former dayes

Had in rude fields bene altogether spent,

Durst not adventure such unknowen wayes,

Nor trust the guile of fortunes blandishment;

But rather chose back to my sheepe to tourne,

Whose utmost hardnesse I before had tryde,

Then, having learnd repentance late, to mourne

Emongst those wretches which I there descryde.

That life, with all its intrigues and self-seekings and

scandals, had no charms for him. Once more settled in

his home, he wrote an account of his recent absence

from it, which he entitled _Colin Clouts Come Home

Again_. This poem was not published till 1595; but,

whatever additions were subsequently made to it, there

can be no doubt it was originally written immediately

after his return to Ireland. Sitting in the quiet to

which he was but now restored, he reviewed the splendid

scenes he had lately witnessed; he recounted the famous

wits he had met, and the fair ladies he had seen in the

great London world; and dedicated this exquisite diary

to the friend who had introduced him into that

brilliant circle. It would seem that Raleigh had

accused him of indolence. That ever-restless schemer

could not appreciate the poet's dreaminess. 'That you

may see,' writes Spenser, 'that I am not alwaies ydle

as yee think, though not greatly well occupied, nor

altogither undutifull, though not precisely officious,

I make you present of this simple pastorall, unworthie

of your higher conceipt for the meanesse of the stile,

but agreeing with the truth in circumstance and matter.

The which I humbly beseech you to accept in part of

paiment of the infinite debt in which I acknowledge

myselfe bounden unto you for your singular favours and

sundrie good turnes shewed to me at my late being in

England, &c.'

The conclusion of this poem commemorates, as we

have seen, Spenser's enduring affection for that

Rosalind who so many years before had turned away her

ears from his suit. It must have been some twelve

months after those lines were penned, that the writer

conceived an ardent attachment for one Elizabeth. The

active research of Dr. Grosart has discovered that this

lady belonged to the Boyle family--a family already of

importance and destined to be famous. The family seat

was at Kilcoran, near Youghal, and so we understand

Spenser's singing of 'The sea that neighbours to her

near.' Thus she lived in the same county with her

poet. The whole course of the wooing and the winning

is portrayed in the _Amoretti or Sonnets_ and the

_Epithalamium_. It may be gathered from these

biographically and otherwise interesting pieces, that

it was at the close of the year 1592 that the poet was

made a captive of that beauty he so fondly describes.

The first three sonnets would seem to have been written

in that year. The fourth celebrates the beginning of

the year 1593--the beginning according to our modern

way of reckoning. All through that year 1593 the lover

sighed, beseeched, adored, despaired, prayed again.

Fifty-eight sonnets chronicle the various hopes and

fears of that year. The object of his passion remained·

as steel and flint, while he wept and wailed and

pleaded. His life was a long torment.

In vaine I seeke and sew to her for grace

And doe myne humbled hart before her poure;

The whiles her foot she in my necke doth place

And tread my life downe in the lowly floure.

In Lent she is his 'sweet saynt,' and he vows to find

some fit service for her.

Her temple fayre is built within my mind

In which her glorious image placed is.

But all his devotion profited nothing, and he thinks it

were better 'at once to die.' He marvels at her

cruelty. He cannot address himself to further

composition of his great poem. The accomplishment of

that great work were

Sufficient werke for one man's simple head,

All were it, as the rest, but rudely writ.

How then should I, without another wit,

Thinck ever to endure so tedious toyle?

Sith that this one is tost with troublous fit

Of a proud love that doth my spirit spoyle.

He falls ill in his body too. When the anniversary of

his being carried into captivity comes round, he

declares, as has already been quoted, that the year

just elapsed has appeared longer than all the forty

years of his life that had preceded it (sonnet 60). In

the beginning of the year 1594,

After long stormes and tempests sad assay

Which hardly I endured hertofore

In dread of death and daungerous dismay

With which my silly bark was tossed sore,

he did 'at length descry the happy shore.' The heart

of his mistress softened towards him. The last twenty-

five sonnets are for the most part the songs of a lover

accepted and happy. It would seem that by this time he

had completed three more books of the _Faerie Queene_,

and he asks leave in sonnet 70,

In pleasant mew

To sport my Muse and sing my loves sweet praise,

The contemplation of whose heavenly hew

My spirit to an higher pitch doth raise.

Probably the Sixth Book was concluded in the first part

of the year 1594, just after his long wooing had been

crowned with success. In the tenth canto of that book

he introduces the lady of his love, and himself

'piping' unto her. In a rarely pleasant place on a

fair wooded hill-top Calidore sees the Graces dancing,

and Colin Clout piping merrily. With these goddesses

is a fourth maid; it is to her alone that Colin

pipes:--

Pype, jolly shepheard, pype thou now apace

Unto thy love that made thee low to lout;

Thy love is present there with thee in place;

Thy love is there advaunst to be another Grace.

Of this fourth maid the poet, after sweetly praising

the daughters of sky-ruling Jove, sings in this wise:--

Who can aread what creature mote she bee;

Whether a creature or a goddesse graced

With heavenly gifts from heven first enraced?

But what so sure she was, she worthy was

To be the fourth with those three other placed,

Yet she was certes but a countrey lasse;

Yet she all other countrey lasses farre did passe.

So farre, as doth the daughter of the day

All other lesser lights in light excell;

So farre doth she in beautyfull array

Above all other lasses beare the bell;

Ne lesse in vertue that beseems her well

Doth she exceede the rest of all her race.

The phrase 'country lass' in this rapturous passage has

been taken to signify that she to whom it applied was

of mean origin; but it scarcely bears this

construction. Probably all that is meant is that her

family was not connected with the Court or the Court

circle. She was not high-born; but she was not low-

born. The final sonnets refer to some malicious

reports circulating about him, and to some local

separation between the sonneteer and his mistress.

This separation was certainly ended in the June

following his acceptance--that is, the June of 1594;

for in that month, on St. Barnabas' day, that is, on

the 11th, Spenser was married. This event Spenser

celebrates in the finest, the most perfect of all his

poems, in the most beautiful of all bridal songs--in

his _Epithalamion_. He had many a time sung for

others; he now bade the Muses crown their heads with

garlands and help him his own love's praises to

resound:--

So I unto my selfe alone will sing,

The woods shall to me answer, and my echo ring.

Then, with the sweetest melody and a refinement and

grace incomparable, he sings with a most happy heart of

various matters of the marriage day--of his love's

waking, of the merry music of the minstrels, of her

coming forth in all the pride of her visible

loveliness, of that 'inward beauty of her lively

spright' which no eyes can see, of her standing before

the altar, her sad eyes still fastened on the ground,

of the bringing her home, of the rising of the evening

star, and the fair face of the moon looking down on his

bliss not unfavourably, as he would hope. The

_Amoretti_ and _Epithalamion_ were registered at the

Stationers' Hall on the 19th of November following the

marriage. They were published in 1595, Spenser--as

appears from the 'Dedication' of them to Sir Robert

Needham, written by the printer Ponsonby--being still

absent from England.

Meanwhile the poet had been vexed by other

troubles besides those of a slowly requited passion.

Mr. Hardiman,{2} in his _Irish Minstrelsy_, has

published three petitions presented in 1593 to the Lord

Chancellor of Ireland by Maurice, Lord Roche, Viscount

Fermoy, two against 'one Edmond Spenser, gentleman',

one against one Joan Ny Callaghan--who is said to act

'by supportation and maintenance of Edmond Spenser,

gentleman, a heavy adversary to your suppliant.'

'Where,' runs the first petition, 'one Edmond Spenser,

gentleman, hath lately exhibited suit against your

suppliant for three ploughlands, parcels of

Shanballymore (your suppliant's inheritance) before the

Vice-President and Council of Munster, which land hath

been heretofore decreed for your suppliant against the

said Spenser and others under whom he conveyed; and

nevertheless for that the said Spenser, being Clerk of

the Council in the said province, and did assign his

office unto one Nicholas Curteys among other agreements

with covenant that during his life he should be free in

the said office for his causes, by occasion of which

immunity he doth multiply suits against your suppliant

in the said province upon pretended title of others

&c.' The third petition averred that 'Edmond Spenser of

Kilcolman, gentleman, hath entered into three

ploughlands, parcel of Ballingerath, and disseised your

suppliant thereof, and continueth by countenance and

greatness the possession thereof, and maketh great

waste of the wood of the said land, and converteth a

great deal of corn growing thereupon to his proper use,

to the damage of the complainant of two hundred pounds

sterling. Whereunto,' continues the document, which is

preserved in the Original Rolls Office, 'the said

Edmond Spenser appearing in person had several days

prefixed unto him peremptorily to answer, which he

neglected to do.' Therefore 'after a day of grace

given,' on the 12th of February, 1594, Lord Roche was

decreed the possession. Perhaps the absence from his

lady love referred to in the concluding sonnets was

occasioned by this litigation. Perhaps also the 'false

forged lyes'--the malicious reports circulated about

him--referred to in Sonnet 85, may have been connected

with these appeals against him. It is clear that all

his dreams of Faerie did not make him neglectful of his

earthly estate. Like Shakspere, like Scott, Spenser

did not cease to be a man of the world--we use the

phrase in no unkindly sense--because he was a poet. He

was no mere visionary, helpless in the ordinary affairs

of life. In the present case it would appear that he

was even too keen in looking after his own interests.

Professor Craik charitably suggests that his poverty

'rather than rapacity may be supposed to have urged

whatever of hardness there was in his proceedings.' It

is credible enough that these proceedings made him

highly unpopular with the native inhabitants of the

district, and that they were not forgotten when the day

of reckoning came. 'His name,' says Mr. Hardiman, on

the authority of _Trotter's Walks in Ireland_,{3} 'is

still remembered in the vicinity of Kilcolman; but the

people entertain no sentiments of respect or affection

for his memory.'

In the same year with the _Amoretti_ was published

_Colin Clouts Come Home Again_, several additions

having been made to the original version.

Probably at the close of this year 1595 Spenser a

second time crossed to England, accompanied, it may be

supposed, by his wife, carrying with him in manuscript

the second three books of his _Faerie Queene_, which,

as we have seen, were completed before his marriage,

and also a prose work, _A View of the Present State of

Ireland_. Mr. Collier quotes the following entry from

the Stationers' Register:--

20 die Januarii [1595].--Mr. Ponsonby. Entred

&c. The Second Part of the Faerie Queene, cont.

the 4, 5, and 6 bookes, vj_d_.

This second instalment--which was to be the last--of

his great poem was duly published in that year. The

_View of the Present State of Ireland_ was not

registered till April 1598, and then only

conditionally. It was not actually printed till 1633.

During his stay in England he wrote the _Hymns to

Heavenly Love and Heavenly Beauty_, and the

_Prothalamion_, which were to be his last works.

More than four years had elapsed since Spenser had

last visited London. During that period certain

memorable works had been produced; the intellectual

power of that day had expressed itself in no mean

manner. When he arrived in London towards the close of

the year 1595, he would find Shakspere splendidly

fulfilling the promise of his earlier days; he would

find Ben Jonson just becoming known to fame; he would

find Bacon already drawing to him the eyes of his time.

Spenser probably spent the whole of the year 1596, and

part of 1597, in England. In 1597 appeared, as has

already been said, the first part of Hooker's

_Ecclesiastical Polity_, and Bacon's _Essays_, and also

Jonson's _Every Man in His Own Humour_.

The reigning favourite at this time was the Earl

of Essex. In 1596 his successful descent upon Cadiz

raised him to the zenith of his fame. With this

nobleman Spenser was on terms of intimacy. At his

London house in the Strand--a house which had

previously been inhabited by Spenser's earlier patron,

the Earl of Leicester--it stood where Essex Street now

is, and is still represented by the two pillars which

stand at the bottom of that street--Spenser no doubt

renewed his friendship with Shakspere. This intimacy

with Essex, with whatever intellectual advantages it

may have been attended, with whatever bright spirits it

may have brought Spenser acquainted, probably impeded

his prospects of preferment. There can be no doubt

that one of the motives that brought him to England was

a desire to advance his fortunes. Camden describes him

as always poor. His distaste for his residence in

Ireland could not but have been aggravated by his

recent legal defeat. But he looked in vain for further

preferment. He had fame, and to spare, and this was to

suffice. It was during this sojourn in England that he

spoke of himself, as we have seen, as one

Whom sullein care

Through discontent of my long fruitlesse stay

In Princes court and expectation vayne

Of idle hopes which still doe fly away

Like empty shaddows, did afflict my brayne.

The publication of the second three books of the

_Faerie Queene_, with a re-impression of the first

three books, placed him on the highest pinnacle of

fame. Its plentiful references to passing events--its

adumbrations of the history of the time--however it

might damage the permanent value of the work from an

artistic point of view, increased its immediate

popularity. How keenly these references were

appreciated appears from the anxiety of the Scotch King

to have the poet prosecuted for his picture of Duessa,

in whom Mary Queen of Scots was generally recognised.

'Robert Bowes, the English ambassador in Scotland,

writing to Lord Burghley from Edinburgh 12th November,

1596, states that great offence was conceived by the

King against Edmund Spenser for publishing in print, in

the second part of the _Faery Queen_, ch. 9, some

dishonourable effects, as the King deemed, against

himself and his mother deceased. Mr. Bowes states that

he had satisfied the King as to the privilege under

which the book was published, yet he still desired that

Edmund Spenser for this fault might be tried and

punished. It further appears, from a letter from

George Nicolson to Sir Robert Cecil, dated Edinburgh,

25 February, 1597-8, that Walter Quin, an Irishman, was

answering Spenser's book, whereat the King was

offended.'{4}

The _View of the Present State of Ireland_,

written dialogue-wise between Eudoxus and Iren{ae}us,

though not printed, as has been said, till 1633, seems

to have enjoyed a considerable circulation in a

manuscript form. There are manuscript copies of this

tractate at Cambridge, at Dublin, at Lambeth, and in

the British Museum. It is partly antiquarian, partly

descriptive, partly political. It exhibits a profound

sense of the unsatisfactory state of the country--a

sense which was presently to be justified in a

frightful manner. Spenser had not been deaf to the

ever-growing murmurs of discontent by which he and his

countrymen had been surrounded. He was not in advance

of his time in the policy he advocates for the

administration of Ireland. He was far from

anticipating that policy of conciliation whose

triumphant application it may perhaps be the signal

honour of our own day to achieve. The measures he

proposes are all of a vigorously repressive kind; they

are such measures as belong to a military occupancy,

not to a statesmanly administration. He urges the

stationing numerous garrisons; he is for the abolishing

native customs. Such proposals won a not unfavourable

hearing at that time. They have been admired many a

time since.

It is to this work of Spenser's that Protector

Cromwell alludes in a letter to his council in Ireland,

in favour of William Spenser, grandson of Edmund

Spenser, from whom an estate of lands in the barony of

Fermoy, in the county of Cork, descended on him. 'His

grandfather,' he writes, 'was that Spenser who, by his

writings touching the reduction of the Irish to

civility, brought on him the odium of that nation; and

for those works and his other good services Queen

Elizabeth conferred on him that estate which the said

William Spenser now claims.'{5} This latter statement

is evidently inaccurate. Spenser, as we have seen, had

already held his estate for some years when he brought

his _View_ to England.

Spenser dates the dedication of his _Hymns_ from

Greenwich, September 1, 1596. Of these four hymns, two

had been in circulation for some years, though now for

the first time printed; the other two now first

appeared. 'Having in the greener times of my youth,'

he writes, 'composed these former two hymnes in the

praise of love and beautie, and finding that the same

too much pleased those of like age and disposition,

which being too vehemently caried with that kind of

affection, do rather sucke out poyson to their strong

passion than hony to their honest delight, I was moved

by one of you two most excellent ladies [the ladies

Margaret, Countess of Cumberland, Mary, Countess of

Warwick] to call in the same; but unable so to doe, by

reason that many copies thereof were formerly scattered

abroad, I resolved at least to amend, and by way of

retraction to reforme them, making (instead of those

two hymnes of earthly or naturall love and beautie) two

others of heavenly and celestiall.' This passage is

interesting for the illustration it provides of

Spenser's popularity. It is also highly interesting,

if the poems themselves be read in the light of it, as

showing the sensitive purity of the poet's nature. It

is difficult to conceive how those 'former hymns'

should in any moral respect need amending. The

moralising and corrective purpose with which the two

latter were written perhaps diminished their poetical

beauty; but the themes they celebrate are such as

Spenser could not but ever descant upon with delight;

they were such as were entirely congenial to his

spirit. He here set forth special teachings of his

great master Plato, and abandoned himself to the high

spiritual contemplations he loved. But perhaps the

finest of these four hymns is the second--that in

honour of Beauty. Beauty was indeed the one worship of

Spenser's life--not mere material beauty--not 'the

goodly hew of white and red with which the cheekes are

sprinkled,' or 'the sweete rosy leaves so fairly spred

upon the lips,' or 'that golden wyre,' or 'those

sparckling stars so bright,' but that inner spiritual

beauty, of which fair hair and bright eyes are but

external expressions.

So every spirit, as it is most pure

And hath in it the more of heavenly light,

So it the fairer bodie doth procure

To habit in, and it more fairely dight

With chearfull grace and amiable sight;

For of the soule the bodie forme doth take,

For soule is forme and doth the bodie make.

This hymn is one of high refined rapture.

Before the close of the year 1596 Spenser wrote

and published the _Prothalamion_ or 'A spousall verse

made in honour of the double marriage of the two

honourable and vertuous ladies, the ladie Elizabeth,

and the ladie Katherine Somerset, daughters to the

right honourable the Earle of Worcester, and espoused

to the two worthie gentlemen, M. Henry Gilford and M.

William Peter Esquyers.' It was composed after the

return of Essex from Spain, for he is introduced in the

poem as then residing at his house in the Strand. It

is a poem full of grace and beauty, and of matchless

melodiousness.

This is the last complete poem Spenser wrote. No

doubt he entertained the idea of completing his _Faerie

Queene_; and perhaps it was after 1596 that he composed

the two additional cantos, which are all, so far as is

known, that he actually wrote. But the last poem

completed and published in his lifetime was the

_Prothalamion_.

This second visit to England at last came to an

end. It was probably in 1597 that he returned once

more to Kilcolman. In the following year he was

recommended by her Majesty for Sheriff of Cork. But

his residence in Ireland was now to be rudely

terminated.

The Irishry had, ever since the suppression of

Desmond's rebellion in 1582, been but waiting for

another opportunity to rise, that suppression not

having brought pacification in its train. In the

autumn of 1598 broke out another of these fearful

insurrections, of which the history of English rule in·

Ireland is mainly composed.

In the September of that year Spenser was at the

zenith of his prosperity. In that month arrived the

letter recommending his appointment to be Sheriff of

Cork. It seems legitimate to connect this mark of

royal favour with the fact that at the beginning of the

preceding month Lord Burghley had deceased. The great

obstructor of the Queen's bounty was removed, and

Spenser might hope that now, at last, the hour of his

prosperity was come. So far as is known, his domestic

life was serene and happy. The joys of the husband had

been crowned with those of the father. Two sons, as

may be gathered from the names given to them--they were

christened Sylvanus and Peregrine--had been by this

time born to him; according to Sir William Betham, who

drew up a pedigree of Spenser's family, another son and

a daughter had been born between the birth of Sylvanus

and that of Peregrine. Then he was at this time the

recognised prince of living poets. The early autumn of

1598 saw him in the culminating enjoyment of all these

happinesses.

In October the insurgents burst roughly in upon

his peace. No doubt his occupation of the old castle

of Desmond had ever been regarded with fierce jealousy.

While he had dreamed his dreams and sung his songs in

the valley, there had been curses muttered against him

from the hills around. At last the day of vengeance

came. The outraged natives rushed down upon Kilcolman;

the poet and his family barely made their escape; his

home was plundered and burned. According to Ben

Jonson, in the conversation with Drummond, quoted

above, not all his family escaped; one little child,

new born, perished in the flames. But, indeed, the

fearfulness of this event needs no exaggeration. In

profound distress Spenser arrived once more in London,

bearing a despatch from Sir Thomas Norreys, President

of Munster, to the Secretary of State, and of course

himself full of direct and precise information as to

the Irish tumult, having also drawn up an address to

the Queen on the subject. Probably, the hardships and

horrors he had undergone completely prostrated him. On

January 16, 1599, he died in Westminster. As to the

exact place, a manuscript note found by Brand, the

well-known antiquary, on the title-page of a copy of

the second edition of the _Faerie Queene_, though not

of indisputable value, may probably enough be accepted,

and it names King Street. Ben Jonson says, 'he died

for lack of bread;' but this must certainly be an

exaggeration. No doubt he returned to England

'inops'--in a state of poverty--as Camden says; but it

is impossible to believe that he died of starvation.

His friend Essex and many another were ready to

minister to his necessities if he needed their

ministry. Jonson's story is that he 'refused twenty

pieces sent him by my lord Essex, and said he was sure

he had no time to spend them.' This story, if it is

anything more than a mere vulgar rumour, so far as it

shows anything, shows that he was in no such very

extreme need of succour. Had his destitution been so

complete, he would have accepted the pieces for his

family, even though 'he had no time to spend them

himself.' It must be remembered that he was still in

receipt of a pension from the crown; a pension of no

very considerable amount, perhaps, but still large

enough to satisfy the pangs of hunger. But numerous

passages might be quoted to show that he died in

somewhat straitened circumstances.

It was said, some thirty-four years after

Spenser's death, that in his hurried flight from

Ireland the remaining six books of the _Faerie Queene_

were lost. But it is very unlikely that those books

were ever completed.{6} Perhaps some fragments of them

may have perished in the flames at Kilcolman--certainly

only two cantos have reached us. These were first

printed in 1611, when the first six books were

republished. The general testimony of his

contemporaries is that his song was broken off in the

midst. Says Browne in his _Britannia's Pastorals_

(Book ii. s. 1):--

But ere he ended his melodious song,

An host of angels flew the cloud among,

And rapt this swan from his attentive mates

To make him one of their associates

In heaven's faire choir.

One S. A. Cokain writes:--

If, honour'd Colin, thou hadst lived so long

As to have finished thy Fairy song,

Not only mine but all tongues would confess,

Thou hadst exceeded old M{ae}onides.

He was buried near Chaucer--by his own wish, it is

said--in Westminster Abbey, 'poetis funus ducentibus,'

with poets following him to the grave--bearing the

pall, as we might say--the Earl of Essex furnishing the

funeral expenses, according to Camden. It would seem

from a passage in Browne's _Britannia's Pastorals_

'that the Queen ordered a monument to be erected over

him, but that the money was otherwise appropriated by

one of her agents.' The present monument, restored in

1778, was erected by Anne, Countess of Dorset, in 1620.

His widow married again before 1603, as we learn

from a petition presented to the Lord Chancellor of

Ireland in that year, in which Sylvanus sues to recover

from her and her husband Roger Seckerstone certain

documents relating to the paternal estate. She was

again a widow in 1606. Till a very recent time there

were descendants of Spenser living in the south of

Ireland.

1869 JOHN W. HALES.

Revised 1896.

Footnotes

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{1} This poem is in this volume reprinted from the

edition of 1591. Mr. Morris thinks that Todd was

not aware of this edition. Mr. Collier reprinted

from the 2nd edition--that of 1593.

{2} _Irish Minstrelsy; or, Bardic Remains of Ireland_,

by J. Hardiman. London, 1831.

{3} 'The name and occupation of Spenser is handed down

traditionally among them (the Irish); but they seem

to entertain no sentiments of respect or affection

for his memory; the bard came in rather ungracious

times, and the keen recollections of this untutored

people are wonderful.'--Trotter's _Walks through

Ireland in the Years 1812, 1814, and 1817_.

London, 1819, p. 302.

{4} Cooper's _Athen. Cantab._

{5} See Mr. Edwards's _Life of Raleigh_, vol. i. p.

128.

{6} No doubt he intended to complete his work. See

book vi. canto v. st. 2:

'When time shall be to tell the same;'

but this time never was.

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