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<title>M50. Anon. Typescript fragment, with the author's ms. corrections, unsigned and undated. 9p. Paginated 1-9.
</title>
<author>Virginia Woolf</author>
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<resp>Encoded by</resp>
<name>Joshua Phillips</name>
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<funder>The Leverhulme Trust: Grant ECF-2022-602</funder>
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<authority>The Estate of Virginia Woolf, administered by the Society of Authors</authority>
<availability>
<p>© Estate of Virginia Woolf 2022</p>
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<l>1</l>
<l>ANON.</l>
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<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">"For many centuries <choice>
<sic>afte</sic>
<corr>after</corr></choice> Britain became an island"</quote> the</l>
<l><rs type="person" xml:id="psn-whar" key="Harrison, William">historian</rs> says "#"<quote source="#">the untamed forest was king. Its moist</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">and mossy floor was hidden from Heavens eye by a close drawn</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">curtain woven of innumerable tree tops."</quote> On <choice>
<sic>tnose</sic>
<corr>those</corr>
</choice> matted</l>
<l>boughs innumerable birds sang; but their song was only heard</l>
<l>by a few skin clad hunters in the <choice>
<sic>lcearings</sic>
<corr>clearings</corr>
</choice>. Did the desire</l>
<l>to sing come to one of those huntsmen because he heard the</l>
<l>birds sing, and so rested his axe against the tree for a</l>
<l>moment? But the tree had to be felled; and a hut made</l>
<l>from its branches before the human voice sang too.</l>
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<l>By a bank as I lay</l>
<l>Musing myself alone, hey ho!</l>
<l>A birdes voice</l>
<l>Did me rejoice,</l>
<l>Singing before the day</l>
<l>And me thought in her lay</l>
<l>She said, winter was past, hey ho!</l>
</quote>
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<l>The voice that broke the <choice>
<sic>sielnce</sic>
<corr>silence</corr>
</choice> of the forests was</l>
<l>the voice of <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-anon" key="Anon">Anon</rs>. Some one heard the song and <choice>
<sic>re embered</sic>
<corr>remembered</corr>
</choice> it</l>
<l>for it was later <choice>
<sic>wrteen</sic>
<corr>written</corr>
</choice> down, beautifully on parchment.</l>
<l>Thus the singer had his audience, but the audience was so</l>
<l>little interested in his name that he never thought to give</l>
<l>it. <del>For</del> <add hand="ms" place="inline">T</add><del>t</del>he audience was itself the singer; <quote source="#" rend="inline">Terly terlow"</quote></l>
<l>they sang; and <quote source="#" rend="inline">"By, by lullay"</quote> filling in the pauses,</l>
<l>helping <add hand="ms" place="above">out</add> with a chorus. Every body shared in the emotion</l>
<l>of Anons song, and supplied the story. Anon sang because</l>
<l>spring has come; or winter is gone; because he loves; because</l>
<l>he is hungry, or lustful; or merry. or because he adores</l>
<l>some God. Anon is sometimes man; sometimes woman. He is the</l>
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<l>2</l>
</p>
<p>
<l>common voice singing out of doors, He has no house. He <choice>
<sic>l ves</sic>
<corr>lives</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>a <choice>
<sic>r ming</sic>
<corr>roaming</corr>
</choice> life crossing the fields, mounting the hills,</l>
<l>lying under the hawthown to listen to the <choice>
<sic>nightigale</sic>
<corr>nightingale</corr>
</choice>.</l>
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<l><del>By</del> By shutting out a chimney or a factory we can still</l>
<l>see what <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-anon" key="Anon">Anon</rs> saw-- the bird haunted reed whispering fen,</l>
<l>the down and the green scar<del>e</del> never quite <add place="above">not yet</add> healed along which</l>
<l>he came when he made his journeys. He was a simple singer,</l>
<l>lifting a song or a story from other peoples lips and <choice>
<sic>lettig</sic>
<corr>letting</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>the audience join in the chorus. <choice>
<sic>Somemimes</sic>
<corr>Sometimes</corr>
</choice> he made a few lines</l>
<l>that exactly matched his emotion--</l>
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<l> </l>
<l> </l>
<l> </l>
<l> </l>
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<l>but there is no <add place="above">name</add> <choice>
<sic>mae</sic>
<corr>name</corr>
</choice> to that song.</l>
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<l>Then when the houses had come together in some</l>
<l><choice>
<sic>lcearing</sic>
<corr>clearing</corr>
</choice> in a ring and roads, often flooded, often deep in</l>
<l>mud, led from <del>house</del> the cottage to the Manor, from the Manor</l>
<l>to the Church in the middle, along the roads came <choice>
<sic>minstersl</sic>
<corr>minstrels</corr>
</choice> <add hand="ms" place="inline">came</add></l>
<l>jugglers, bear leaders, singing their songs at the back door</l>
<l>to the farm hands and the maid servants in the uncouth</l>
<l>jargon of their native tongue.</l>
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<quote source="#" rend="block">
<l>Icham for woing al forwake</l>
<l>Wery no water in wore</l>
</quote>
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<l>Up stairs they spoke French. Anons words were as</l>
<l>uncouth to the master and mistress as to us. Anon</l>
<l>singing at <choice>
<sic>yhe</sic>
<corr>the</corr>
</choice> back door was <choice>
<sic>despsied</sic>
<corr>despised</corr>
</choice>. He had no name;</l>
<l>he had no place, yet even if they felt contempt for the</l>
<l><add place="above">singer whose body took its small part in the dance</add> man who made songs, they tolerated him. Even Kings and Queens</l>
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<l>3</l>
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<l>the scholar tell us, must have their
<choice>
<sic>misntre</sic>
<corr>minstrel</corr>
</choice>. They must</l>
<l>have They needed his comment, his buffoonery. <add place="above">his acting at banquets</add> They kept him</l>
<l>in <add hand="ms" place="above">at the house</add> being,
<choice>
<sic>tolerting</sic>
<corr>tolerating</corr>
</choice> <choice>
<sic>h m</sic>
<corr>him</corr>
</choice>, as we tolerate those who say out</l>
<l>loud what we feel but are too proud to admit. He used the</l>
<l>outsiders privilege to co mock the
<choice>
<sic>solmen</sic>
<corr>solemn</corr>
</choice>, to comment upon</l>
<l>the established. The church men <del>hated him yet</del> feared</l>
<l>and hated <add place="above">hating the</add> the
<choice>
<sic>anonymo s</sic>
<corr>anonymous</corr>
</choice> singer. They did their best to <add hand="ms" place="inline">tame him</add></l>
<l><del>If they could,</del>, they pressed him and his <add hand="ms" place="above">poets</add> <del>actors</del> gift into</l>
<l>the service of the church. He was to be found acting the</l>
<l>Mass in the church; but <add hand="ms" place="above">however, more individual</add> as he acted more and more his own</l>
<l>art, he left the church, and staged his pageant in the</l>
<l>churchyard, or later was given a pitch for his drama in the</l>
<l>market place. Still he remained nameless, often ribald,</l>
<l><del>often</del> obscene.</l>
</p>
<p> <!-- grab IIIF selector for this -->
<add place="margin">
<l>more of his</l>
<l>life expressed</l>
<l>[about?]</l>
<l>the</l>
<l>[play?]</l>
</add>
</p>
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<l><add place="above">Yet </add>During the silent
<choice>
<sic>centruies</sic>
<corr>centuries</corr>
</choice> before the book was printed</l>
<l>his was the only voice to be heard in England.</l>
<l>Save for <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-anon" key="Anon">Anon</rs> singing his song at
<choice>
<sic>yhe</sic>
<corr>the</corr>
</choice> back door the English</l>
<l>might be a dumb race, a race of merchants, soldiers,
<choice>
<sic>preists</sic>
<corr>priests</corr>
</choice>;</l>
<l>who left behind them stones houses, cultivated fields and</l>
<l>great churches, but no words. <del>He it was</del><add place="above">It was he</add> who gave voice to</l>
<l>the old stories, who incidted the peasants when he came to</l>
<l>the back door to put off their working clothes and deck them</l>
<l>selves in green leaves. He it was who found words for them</l>
<l>to sing, and
<choice>
<sic> shen</sic>
<corr>when</corr>
</choice> they went at the great seasons to do</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>himage</sic>
<corr>homage</corr>
</choice> to the old pagan Gods. He <del>[wrote the?]</del> taught them</l>
<l>the songs <choice>
<sic>the </sic>
<corr>they</corr>
</choice> sung at Christmas and at midsummer. He</l>
<l>led them to the haunted tree; to the well; to the old</l>
<l>burial place where they did
<choice>
<sic>himage</sic>
<corr>homage</corr>
</choice> to the pagan gods.</l>
<l>If we could see the village as it was before <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-gcha" key="Chaucer, Geoffrey"><choice>
<sic>Cahucers</sic>
<corr>Chaucer's'</corr>
</choice></rs> time</l>
</p>
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<l>4</l>
</p>
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<l>we should see tracks across the fields
<choice>
<sic>joing</sic>
<corr>joining</corr>
</choice> manor house to</l>
<l>hovel, and hovel to church. Some of those paths of course</l>
<l>were worn by
<choice>
<sic>soliders</sic>
<corr>soldiers</corr>
</choice> and
<choice>
<sic>labouerers</sic>
<corr>labourers</corr>
</choice>. They must fight to</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>gether</sic>
<corr>gather</corr>
</choice> and plough together if they were not to be conquered</l>
<l>by man and by nature. That connection <del>is</del> as time goes on</l>
<l>and the <add hand="ms" place="above">[he? her?] <del>me</del> records the daily struggle</add><del>classes separate themselves</del>, is still painfully</l>
<l>recorded in old letter books and ledgers. It makes the</l>
<l>staple of the old
<choice>
<sic>corresp ondence</sic>
<corr>correspondence</corr>
</choice> between the <rs type="person" xml:id="lit-past" key="Pastons">Pastons</rs></l>
<l>of <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-norf" key="Norfolk">Norfolk</rs> and the <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-bets" key="Betsons">Betsons</rs> and <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-payc" key="Paycockes">Paycockes</rs> of <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-esse" key="Essex">Essex</rs>.</l>
<l>But there was also the the other less visible connection</l>
<l>--the common belief. That track between the houses in the</l>
<l>village has been grown over<add hand="ms" place="inline">;-</add> like the track along which the</l>
<l><rs type="literary-work" xml:id="lit-cant" key="Canterbury Tales, The">pilgrims</rs> rode to <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-cant" key="Canterbury"></rs>.--no one rides that way now.</l>
<l>But before <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-gcha" key="Chaucer, Geoffrey">Chaucers</rs> time <del>that track was still green</del></l>
<l>it was trod daily. <add hand="ms" place="above">which</add> It led <del>the peasants</del> to the tree</l>
<l>to the well. In spring it led to the Maypole, where they</l>
<l><del>danced and sung Anons song</del>. At Midsummer they lit the bon</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>fir</sic>
<corr>fire</corr>
</choice> on the hill. At Christmas the mummers acted the old</l>
<l>Anons old play; and the boys came singing his wassailing</l>
<l>song. The road led to the old graves, to the stones where</l>
<l>in time past the English had done sacrifice. The <choice>
<sic>peasnts</sic>
<corr>peasants</corr>
</choice>,</l>
<l><del>led by anon</del>, still went that way by instinct, in spring</l>
<l>and summer and winter. The old Gods lay hidden beneath the</l>
<l>new. It was to them led by Anon that they did worship,</l>
<l>in their coats of green leaves, bearing swords in their hands</l>
<l>dancing through the houses, enacting their ancient parts.</l>
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<l>It was the <rs type="object" xml:id="obj-pres">printing press</rs> <del>in 1477</del> that killed <add hand="ms" place="above">finally was to kill</add></l>
<l>Anon. but it was the press also that preserved him. When</l>
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<l>5</l>
</p>
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<l>in 1477 <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-wcax" key="Caxton, William">Caxton</rs> printed the twenty one <rs type="literary-work" xml:id="lit-mort" key="Morte d'Arthur">Morte</rs></l>
<l><rs type="literary-work" xml:id="lit-mort">
<choice>
<sic>DArthur</sic>
<corr>D'Arthur</corr>
</choice></rs> he fixed the voice of Anon for ever. There we tap</l>
<l>the reservoir of common belief that lay deep sunk in the</l>
<l>minds
<choice>
<sic>od</sic>
<corr>of</corr>
</choice> peasants and nobles. There in <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-tmal" key="Malory, Thomas">Malorys</rs> pages</l>
<l>we hear the voice of Anon murmuring still. <del>He was still</del></l>
<l>If Caxton himself doubted--- <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-kart" key="Arthur (King)">King Arthur</rs> he objected</l>
<l>never lived-- there were still nobles and gentry who</l>
<l><del>knew that he was a real man</del> were positive. They said that</l>
<l>you
<choice>
<sic>soulc</sic>
<corr>could</corr>
</choice> see <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-gawa" key="Gawain">Gawaines</rs> skull at <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-dove" key="Dover">Dover</rs>; and the <rs type="object" xml:id="obj-roun" key="Round Table">Round Table</rs></l>
<l>at <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-winc" key="Winchester">Winchester</rs>; and <quote source="#" rend="inline">"in other places <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-lanc" key="Lancelot">Launcelots</rs> sword and</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">many other things."</quote> So <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-wcax" key="Caxton, William">Caxton</rs> printed the old dream. <add>with its strange [illeg.] of fairy tale</add></l>
<l>It is still half fact. <add hand="ms" place="above">It is a [buried?] world</add>
<choice>
<sic>Ythere</sic>
<corr>There</corr>
</choice> is <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-lond" key="London">London</rs>; and <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-carl" key="Carlisle">Carlisle</rs>; and</l>
<l><rs type="place" xml:id="pla-stal" key="St Albans">St Albans</rs>; there is the <rs type="person" xml:id="pers-arch" key="Archbishop of Canterbury, The">Archbishop of Canterbury</rs> and</l>
<l><rs type="place" xml:id="pla-stpa" key="St Paul's Cathedra;">St Pauls</rs>. But real places are set in a dream world.</l>
<l>The
<choice>
<sic>raods</sic>
<corr>roads</corr>
</choice> lead past <del>Canterbu</del>London to castles where
<choice>
<sic>Kinghts</sic>
<corr>Knights</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>lie
<choice>
<sic>enchannted</sic>
<corr>enchanted</corr>
</choice>; down the
<choice>
<sic>rodas</sic>
<corr>roads</corr>
</choice> ride Queens on white mules;</l>
<l><rs type="person" xml:id="psn-morg" key="Morgan le Fay">Morgan le Fay</rs>
<choice>
<sic>truns</sic>
<corr>turns</corr>
</choice> herself to stone; and a hand rises from</l>
<l>a lake holding <rs type="object" xml:id="obj-exca" key="Excalibur">Excalibur</rs>. <add hand="ms" place="above">The [illeg.] & Lords went</add> It has a childs implicit belief. <add hand="ms" place="inline">in the story</add></l>
<l>It has a childs love of particularity. <del>The story</del> Everything</l>
<l>is stated. The beauty is in the statement, not in the</l>
<l>suggestion. <quote source="#" rend="inline">"So he went in and searched from chamber to</quote></l>
<quote source="#" rend="inline">
<l>chamber, and found his bed, but she was not there; then Balin</l>
<l>looked into a little garden, and under a laurel tree</l>
<l>he saw her lie upon a quilt of green samite and a knight with</l></quote>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">her, and under their
<choice>
<sic>hedads</sic>
<corr>heads</corr>
</choice> grass and herbs".</quote> The world is</l>
<l>seen without comment; <add hand="ms" place="above">and</add> did the writer know what beauty he</l>
<l>makes us see?</l>
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<add place="margin">
<l>it brought to</l>
<l>the surface</l>
<l>the old</l>
<l>hidden</l>
<l>world</l>
</add>
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<l>But, save that self consciousness had not
<choice>
<sic>hyet</sic>
<corr>yet</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>raised its mirror, the men and women are ourselves, seen</l>
</p>
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<l>6</l>
</p>
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<l>out of perspective, <del>but</del> elongated, foreshortened, but</l>
<l>very old, with a knowledge of all good and</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>allevil</sic>
<corr>all evil</corr>
</choice>. They are already corrupt in this</l>
<l>fresh world. They have evil dreams. <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-kart" key="Arthur (King)">Arthur</rs> is doomed; the</l>
<l>Queens are
<choice>
<sic>luftful</sic>
<corr>lustful</corr>
</choice>. There never was, it seems, a time</l>
<l>when men and women were without memory; <del>were innocent</del></l>
<l>There
<choice>
<sic>enver</sic>
<corr>never</corr>
</choice> was a young world. <del>There</del> <add hand="ms">B</add><del>b</del>ehind the English</l>
<l>lay ages of toil and love.
<choice>
<sic>T is</sic>
<corr>This</corr>
</choice> <add place="above">That</add> is the world beneath our</l>
<l>consciousness; the
<choice>
<sic>anoymous</sic>
<corr>anonymous</corr>
</choice> world to
<choice>
<sic>whcich</sic>
<corr>which</corr>
</choice> we can still</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>re urn</sic>
<corr>return</corr>
</choice>. Of the writer nothing is known. <add hand="ms" place="above">The scholar can find something. But</add> <rs xml:id="psn-tmal">Malory</rs> is not</l>
<l>distinct from his book. The voice is still the voice of</l>
<l><rs type="person" xml:id="psn-anon" key="Anon">Anon</rs>. murmuring <add hand="ms" place="above">[illeg.]</add> about Kings and Queens who are base and</l>
<l>heroic; vile and gentle, like
<choice>
<sic>ourslves</sic>
<corr>ourselves</corr>
</choice>, stripped of the</l>
<l>encumbrances that time has wrapped about us.</l>
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<l><del>But </del><rs type="person" xml:id="psn-wcax" key="Caxton, William">Caxtons</rs> printing press
<choice>
<sic>foreold</sic>
<corr>foretold</corr>
</choice> the end of that</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>anoyl s</sic>
<corr>anonymous</corr>
</choice> world; it is now written down; fixed; nothing will</l>
<l>be added; even if the legend still murmurs on, and still</l>
<l>down in <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-some" key="Somerset">Somersetshire</rs> the <choice>
<sic>peants</sic>
<corr>peasants</corr>
</choice>
<choice>
<sic>rmember</sic>
<corr>remember</corr>
</choice> how <quote source="#" rend="inline">" on the night</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">of the full moon King Arthur and his men ride round the</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">hill, and their horses are shod with silver."</quote> After</l>
<l>that the audience became separate from the singer; <del>After that</del><add hand="ms">For a time we</add></l>
<l>we <del>hxxx</del> find someone who looks back, who gathers</l>
<l>together a
<choice>
<sic>chornicle</sic>
<corr>chronicle</corr>
</choice> of what has happened. We find the</l>
<l>individual, emerging from the past; His name his <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-whar" key="Harrison, William">Harrison</rs>;</l>
<l>he has a library; he owns a mastiff and digs up coins. <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-anon" key="Anon">Anon</rs> is</l>
<l>dead when we meet with him. The <rs type="literary-work" xml:id="lit-cant" key="Canterbury Tales, The">Canterbury pilgrims</rs> have gone</l>
<l>their way. He sees the past against a back ground of the</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>presn t</sic>
<corr>present</corr>
</choice>, and the present looks raw, degenerate against</l>
</p>
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<add hand="ms" place="margin">
<l>But The</l>
<l>printed book</l>
<l>brought into existence</l>
<l>the man who can</l>
<l>read the man who</l>
<l>becomes</l>
<l>conscious, of the</l>
<l>present, of</l>
<l>himself, against</l>
<l>the background</l>
<l>of the past.</l>
<l>it brings into being the</l>
<l>whole, the audience—</l>
<l>a man like <choice>
<sic>H.</sic>
<corr>Harrison</corr>
</choice></l>
</add>
</p>
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<l>7</l>
</p>
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<l>against the past. There is too much comfort now; <del hand="typewriter">too many</del></l>
<l><del>pillows</del> the pillow has taken the place of the old log with</l>
<l>a dip in the middle; there are too many
<choice>
<sic>chimenys</sic>
<corr>chimneys</corr>
</choice>. The young</l>
<l><rs type="person" xml:id="wsha" key="Shakespeare, William">
<choice>
<sic>Shakspres</sic>
<corr>Shakespeares</corr>
</choice></rs> and <rs type="person" xml:id="cmar" key="Marlowe, Christopher">
<choice>
<sic> arlowes</sic>
<corr>Marlowes</corr>
</choice></rs> are not the men their fathers were.</l>
<l>They are tender and subject to rheumatism. Also</l>
<l>they dress most
<choice>
<sic>fantasically</sic>
<corr>fantastically</corr>
</choice>
<choice>
<sic>com ared</sic>
<corr>compared</corr>
</choice> with
<choice>
<sic>theirancestors</sic>
<corr>their ancestors</corr>
</choice>.</l>
</p>
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<l>He does not see the mummers and the wassailers;</l>
<l>he does not hear the voice of <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-anon" key="Anon">Anon</rs>; he
<choice>
<sic>scracely</sic>
<corr>scarcely</corr>
</choice> listens even</l>
<l>to the song of <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-gcha" key="Chaucer, Geoffrey">Chaucers</rs> Canterbury pilgrims. <add hand="ms" place="above">For </add>The English</l>
<l>past as <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-whar" key="Harrison, William">Harrison</rs> saw it, served only to show up the material</l>
<l>change--the change that had come over houses,
<choice>
<sic>furnt iture</sic>
<corr>furniture</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>clothing. There was no English literature to show up the</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>chnage</sic>
<corr>change</corr>
</choice> in the mind. <add hand="ms" place="above">the English songs were [illeg.]</add> Anons song at the back door was as</l>
<l>difficult
<choice>
<sic>cfor</sic>
<corr>for</corr>
</choice> him to spell as for us. But the old</l>
<l><del>
<choice>
<sic>Eglish</sic>
<corr>English</corr>
</choice> songs were</del> more painful. for they reminded him of</l>
<l>his lack of intellectual
<choice>
<sic>ancstry</sic>
<corr>ancestry</corr>
</choice>. His intellectual pedigree</l>
<l>only reached back to <rs type="person" xml:id="gcha" key="Chaucer, Geoffrey">Chaucer</rs>, to <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-wlan" key="Langland, William">Langland</rs> to <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-jwyc" key="Wycliffe, John">Wycliffe</rs>.</l>
<l>In order to have
<choice>
<sic>anscetors</sic>
<corr>ancestors</corr>
</choice> by way of the mind he must cross</l>
<l>the <rs type="place" xml:id="pla-chan" key="Channel, The">channel</rs> his ancestors by way of the mind are the</l>
<l>Greeks and Romans. His page is
<choice>
<sic>burdneed</sic>
<corr>burdened</corr>
</choice> with these proofs</l>
<l>of good breeding--- <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-agrip" key="Agrippa">Henricus Cornelius Agrippa</rs>;</l>
<l><rs type="person" xml:id="psn-suet" key="Suetonius">Suetonius</rs>; <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-plin" key="Pliny">Pliny</rs>, <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-cice" key="Cicero">Cicero</rs>--he quotes them to prove his</l>
<l>nobility of mind as we to prove ours quote the</l>
<l>Elizabethans. The mummers and the wassailers,</l>
<l>the actors who <add hand="typewriter" place="above">were acting</add>who staged their crude dramas in the
<choice>
<sic>churchayrd</sic>
<corr>churchyard</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>or in the market place <del>had fallen on evil times.</del></l>
<l>were <del>still</del> He turns from the present to the past;</l>
<l>he ignores the
<choice>
<sic>acors</sic>
<corr>actors</corr>
</choice> who were acting their crude
<choice>
<sic>daramas</sic>
<corr>dramas</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>now in the market place. <del>Yet though the <choice>
<sic>rpinted</sic>
<corr>printed</corr>
</choice> book</del></l>
</p>
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<l>8</l>
</p>
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<l>The
<choice>
<sic>histroians</sic>
<corr>historians</corr>
</choice> work from the outer to the inner;</l>
<l>from the house they infer the tenant of the house. It is the</l>
<l>house they uncover; the chairs, the tables, the bills, the</l>
<l>close
<choice>
<sic>stolls</sic>
<corr>stools</corr>
</choice>, the spinning wheels, the tapestry.</l>
<l>It is as if we were bidden to infer from a tweed suit,</l>
<l>six hats, a fox terrier, and a silver
<choice>
<sic>knovved</sic>
<corr>knobbed</corr>
</choice> walking stick</l>
<l>the life and works of a novelist called <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-hjam" key="James, Henry">
<choice>
<sic>Hnery james</sic>
<corr>Henry James</corr>
</choice></rs>.</l>
<l>Save for
<choice>
<sic>Vhaucer</sic>
<corr>Chaucer</corr>
</choice> and Lydgate and the voice of Anon singing</l>
<l>at the back door the English might be a dumb race; a race</l>
<l>of merchants,
<choice>
<sic>s ldiers</sic>
<corr>soldiers</corr>
</choice>,
<choice>
<sic>preists</sic>
<corr>priests</corr>
</choice> and builders who left
<choice>
<sic>nehind</sic>
<corr>behind</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>them stone houses, cultivated fields and many churches and</l>
<l>cathedrals. ; but no words. The great house is silent.</l>
<l>Only the furniture remains, stiff and ornate, fantastic and</l>
<l>uncushioned.</l>
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<choice>
<sic>instnace</sic>
<corr>instance</corr>
</choice> <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-abac" key="Bacon, Ann">Lady Ann Bacon</rs></l>
<l>sat at her table <choice>
<sic>rwiting</sic>
<corr>writing</corr>
</choice> to <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-fbac" key="Bacon, Francis">her son</rs>. Her <choice>
<sic>lettres</sic>
<corr>letters</corr>
</choice> <add hand="ms" place="above">—compare them with</add> might have</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>veen</sic>
<corr>been</corr>
</choice> sermons from the <choice>
<sic>pulpi;t</sic>
<corr>pulpit</corr>
</choice>; or state <choice>
<sic>dosuments</sic>
<corr>documents</corr>
</choice>, <choice>
<sic>intrcaite</sic>
<corr>intricate</corr>
</choice></l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>inlvoved</sic>
<corr>involved</corr>
</choice> and evasive. She is a counsellor admonishing a sub</l>
<l>ordinate;
<choice>
<sic>sShe</sic>
<corr>she</corr>
</choice> is
<choice>
<sic>awrae</sic>
<corr>aware</corr>
</choice> only of the wickedness
<choice>
<sic>fof</sic>
<corr>of</corr>
</choice> men,</l>
<l>the dangers and
<choice>
<sic>decits</sic>
<corr>deceits</corr>
</choice> of the world; and the awfuless of</l>
<l>God. Greek and Latin come to her pen as easily as
<choice>
<sic> nglish</sic>
<corr>English</corr>
</choice>.</l>
<l>If she has to descend to the actual object--a basket of</l>
<l>strawberries--it is with
<choice>
<sic>cirumlocuitions</sic>
<corr>circumlocutions</corr>
</choice> and dark</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>insiutaions</sic>
<corr>insinuations</corr>
</choice>. <quote source="#" rend="inline">"I have sent them by the boy of my kitchen,</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#">a shrewd witted boy and prettily
<choice>
<sic>catchized</sic>
<corr>catechized</corr>
</choice> but yet an un</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">toward
<choice>
<sic>rcrafty</sic>
<corr>crafty</corr>
</choice> boy...."</quote> She <del>writes</del> <choice>
<sic>ex horts</sic>
<corr>exhorts</corr>
</choice>:</l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">"God keep us sound in faith the faith and send us
<choice>
<sic>h lth</sic>
<corr>health</corr>
</choice></quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">and a care to please God above all."</quote> She admonishes:</l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">"Be not speedy of speech, nor talk suddenly, but where</quote></l>
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<l>until <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-msev" key="Madame de Sevigné">Madame de</rs></l>
<l><rs type="person" xml:id="psn-msev">Sevigné's</rs></l></add>
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<l>9</l>
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<choice>
<sic>disctreion</sic>
<corr>discretion</corr>
</choice>
requireth, and that soberly then...."</quote></l>
<l><quote source="#" rend="inline">Let not Lawson that fox, be
<choice>
<sic>acqainted</sic>
<corr>acquainted</corr>
</choice> with my letters...."</quote></l>
<l>So
<choice>
<sic>Lthe</sic>
<corr>the</corr>
</choice> <rs type="person" xml:id="psn-duno" key="Norfolk, Duchess of">Duchess of Norfolk</rs>, mother to the poet Earl</l>
<l><rs type="person" xml:id="psn-easu" key="Surrey, Earl of">Surrey</rs> writes:</l>
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<p>
<l><!-- find way to render gap --> </l>
<l> </l>
<l> </l>
<l> </l>
<l> </l>
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<l>Fear of God, fear of man, hate, agony, passion, surround</l>
<l>them with the walls of a dungeon. There is no gaiety,</l>
<l>
<choice>
<sic>nu</sic>
<corr>no</corr>
</choice> freedom no
<choice>
<sic>familairity</sic> <!-- that's a good typo -->
<corr>familiarity</corr>
</choice> in the world the live in. Only in</l>
<l>extremity, of hate, of fear, do urges them to pick up the pen</l>
<l>The sound of the bible is in their ears,
<choice>
<sic>Itis</sic>
<corr>it is</corr>
</choice> a garment only</l>
<l>to be worn when the mind is in the right attitude. And the</l>
<l>garment may of course conceal a Lady Ann who is merry and</l>
<l>gay; it may conceal a Duchess who is
<choice>
<sic>snesitove</sic>
<corr>sensitive</corr>
</choice>, amorous</l>
<l>and sensual; we cannot tell. Anybody may live on the other</l>
<l>side of that wall of formal language. Using the prose of</l>
<l>the Bible when they write prose the Elizabethans are unknown</l>
<l>to us. They can say nothing simple, subtle, or little.</l>
<l>Bright contrasted colours meet on
<choice>
<sic>ther</sic>
<corr>their</corr>
</choice> faces; carnation</l>
<l>and snow; ebony and gold. In their portraits, the young mens</l>
<l>bodies are sewn into padded doublets; school boys faces</l>
<l>are raised above
<choice>
<sic>strached</sic>
<corr>starched</corr>
</choice> ruffs; and young women serve only</l>
<l>to
<choice>
<sic>supp rt</sic>
<corr>support</corr>
</choice> heavy
<choice>
<sic> uilted</sic>
<corr>quilted</corr>
</choice> dresses stuck about with</l>
<l>huge <del>pars</del> pearls.</l>
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<l>Parsons 3.7.73</l>
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