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ore to an end; of man’s treachery。

It was Orlando’s fault perhaps; yet; after all; are we to blame Orlando? The age was the Elizabethan; their morals were not ours; nor their poets; nor their climate; nor their vegetables even。 Everything was different。 The weather itself; the heat and cold of summer and winter; was; we may believe; of another temper altogether。 The brilliant amorous day was divided as sheerly from the night as land from water。 Sunsets were redder and more intense; dawns were whiter and more auroral。 Of our crepuscular half–lights and lingering twilights they knew nothing。 The rain fell vehemently; or not at all。 The sun blazed or there was darkness。 Translating this to the spiritual regions as their wont is; the poets sang beautifully how roses fade and petals fall。 The moment is brief they sang; the moment is over; one long night is then to be slept by all。 As for using the artifices of the greenhouse or conservatory to prolong or preserve these fresh pinks and roses; that was not their way。 The withered intricacies and ambiguities of our more gradual and doubtful age were unknown to them。 Violence was all。 The flower bloomed and faded。 The sun rose and sank。 The lover loved and went。 And what the poets said in rhyme; the young translated into practice。 Girls were roses; and their seasons were short as the flowers’。 Plucked they must be before nightfall; for the day was brief and the day was all。 Thus; if Orlando followed the leading of the climate; of the poets; of the age itself; and plucked his flower in the window–seat even with the snow on the ground and the Queen vigilant in the corridor we can scarcely bring ourselves to blame him。 He was young; he was boyish; he did but as nature bade him do。 As for the girl; we know no more than Queen Elizabeth herself did what her name was。 It may have been Doris; Chloris; Delia; or Diana; for he made rhymes to them all in turn; equally; she may have been a court lady; or some serving maid。 For Orlando’s taste was broad; he was no lover of garden flowers only; the wild and the weeds even had always a fascination for him。

Here; indeed; we lay bare rudely; as a biographer may; a curious trait in him; to be accounted for; perhaps; by the fact that a certain grandmother of his had worn a smock and carried milkpails。 Some grains of the Kentish or Sussex earth were mixed with the thin; fine fluid which came to him from Normandy。 He held that the mixture of brown earth and blue blood was a good one。 Certain it is that he had always a liking for low pany; especially for that of lettered people whose wits so often keep them under; as if there were the sympathy of blood between them。 At this season of his life; when his head brimmed with rhymes and he never went to bed without striking off some conceit; the cheek of an innkeeper’s daughter seemed fresher and the wit of a gamekeeper’s niece seemed quicker than those of the ladies at Court。 Hence; he began going frequently to Wapping Old Stairs and the beer gardens at night; wrapped in a grey cloak to hide the star at his neck and the garter at his knee。 There; with a mug before him; among the sanded alleys and bowling greens and all the simple architecture of such places; he listened to sailors’ stories of hardship and horror and cruelty on the Spanish main; how some had lost their toes; others their noses—for the spoken story was never so rounded or so finely coloured as the written。 Especially he loved to hear them volley forth their songs of ‘the Azores; while the parrakeets; which they had brought from those parts; pecked at the rings in their ears; tapped with their hard acquisitive beaks at the rubies on their fingers; and swore as vilely as their masters。 The women were scarcely less bold in their speech and less free in their manner than the birds。 They perched on his knee; flung their arms round his neck and; guessing that something out of the mon lay hid beneath his duffle cloak; were quite as eager to e at the truth of the matter as Orlando himself。

Nor was opportunity lacking。 The river was astir early and late with barges; wherries; and craft of all description。 Every day sailed to sea some fine ship bound for the Indies; now and again another blackened and ragged with hairy men on board crept painfully to anchor。 No one missed a boy or girl if they dallied a little on the water after sunset; or raised an eyebrow if gossip had seen them sleeping soundly among the treasure sacks safe in each other’s arms。 Such indeed was the adventure that befel Orlando; Sukey; and the Earl of Cumberland。 The day was hot; their loves had been active; they had fallen asleep among the rubies。 Late that night the Earl; whose fortunes were much bound up in the Spanish ventures; came to check the booty alone with a lantern。 He flashed the light on a barrel。 He started back with an oath。 Twined about the cask two spirits lay sleeping。 Superstitious by nature; and his conscience laden with many a crime; the Earl took the couple—they were wrapped in a red cloak; and Sukey’s bosom was almost as white as the eternal snows of Orlando’s poetry—for a phantom sprung from the graves of drowned sailors to upbraid him。 He crossed himself。 He vowed repentance。 The row of alms houses still standing in the Sheen Road is the visible fruit of that moment’s panic。 Twelve poor old women of the parish today drink tea and tonight bless his Lordship for a roof above their heads; so that illicit love in a treasure ship—but we omit the moral。

Soon; however; Orlando grew tired; not only of the disfort of this way of life; and of the crabbed streets of the neighbourhood; but of the primitive manner of the people。 For it has to be remembered that crime and poverty had none of the attraction for the Elizabethans that they have for us。 They had none of our modern shame of book learning; none of our belief that to be born the son of a butcher is a blessing and to be unable to read a virtue; no fancy that what we call ‘life’ and ‘reality’ are somehow connected with ignorance and brutality; nor; indeed; any equivalent for these two words at all。 It was not to seek ‘life’ that Orlando went among them; not in quest of ‘reality’ that he left them。 But when he had heard a score of times how Jakes had lost his nose and Sukey her honour—and they told the stories admirably; it must be admitted—he began to be a little weary of the repetition; for a nose can only be cut off in one way and maidenhood lost in another—or so it seemed to him—whereas the arts and the sciences had a diversity about them which stirred his curiosity profoundly。 So; always keeping them in happy memory; he left off frequenting the beer gardens and the skittle alleys; hung his grey cloak in his wardrobe; let his star shine at his neck and his garter twinkle at his knee; and appeared once more at the Court of King James。 He was young; he was rich; he was handsome。 No one could have been received with greater acclamation than he was。

It is certain indeed that many ladies were ready to show him their favours。 The names of three at least were freely coupled with his in marriage—Clorinda; Favilla; Euphrosyne—so he called them in his sons。

To take them in order; Clorinda was a sweet–mannered gentle lady enough;—indeed Orlando was greatly taken with her for six months and a half; but she had white eyelashes and could not bear the sight of blood。 A hare brought up roasted at her father’s table turned her faint。 She was much under the influence of the Priests too; and stinted her underlinen in order to give to the poor。 She took it on her to reform Orlando of his sins; which sickened him; so that he drew back from the marriage; and did not much regret it when she died soon after of the small–pox。

Favilla; who es next; was of a different sort altogether。 She was the daughter of a poor Somersetshire gentleman; who; by sheer assiduity and the use of her eyes had worked her way up at court; where her address in horsemanship; her fine instep; and her grace in dancing won the admiration of all。 Once; however; she was so ill–advised as to whip a spaniel that had torn one of her silk stockings (and it must be said in justice that Favilla had few stockings and those for the most part of drugget) within an inch of its life beneath Orlando’s window。 Orlando; who was a passionate lover of animals; now noticed that her teeth were crooked; and the two front turned inward; which; he said; is a sure sign of a perverse and cruel disposition in women; and so broke the engagement that very night for ever。

The third; Euphrosyne; was by far the most serious of his flames。 She was by birth one of the Irish Desmonds and had therefore a family tree of her own as old and deeply rooted as Orlando’s itself。 She was fair; florid; and a trifle phlegmatic。 She spoke Italian well; had a perfect set of teeth in the upper jaw; though those on the lower were slightly discoloured。 She was never without a whippet or spaniel at her knee; fed them with white bread from her own plate; sang sweetly to the virginals; and was never dressed before mid–day owing to the extreme care she took of her person。 In short; she would have made a perfect wife for such a nobleman as Orlando; and matters had gone so far that the lawyers on both sides were busy with covenants; jointures; settlements; messuages; tenements; and whatever is needed before one great fortune can mate with another when; with the suddenness and severity that then marked the English climate; came the Great Frost。

The Great Frost was; historians tell us; the most severe that has ever visited these islands。 Birds froze in mid–air and fell like stones to the ground。 At Norwich a young countrywoman started to cross the road in her usual robust health and was seen by the onlookers to turn visibly to powder and be blown in a puff of dust over the roofs as the icy blast struck her at the street corner。 The mortality among sheep and cattle was enormous。 Corpses froze and could not be drawn from the sheets。 It was no unmon sight to e upon a whole herd of swine frozen immovable upon the road。 The fields were full of shepherds; ploughmen; teams of horses; and little bird–scaring boys all struck stark in the act of the moment; one with his hand to his nose; another with the bottle to his lips; a third with a stone raised to throw at the ravens who sat; as if stuffed; upon the hedge within a yard of him。 The severity of the frost was so extraordinary that a kind of petrifaction sometimes ensued; and it was monly supposed that the great increase of rocks in some parts of Derbyshire was due to no eruption; for there was none; but to the solidification of unfortunate wayfarers who had been turned literally to stone where they stood。 The Church could give little help in the matter; and though some landowners had these relics blessed; the most part preferred to use them either as landmarks; scratching–posts for sheep; or; when the form of the stone allowed; drinking troughs for cattle; which purposes they serve; admirably for the most part; to this day。

But while the country people suffered the extremity of want; and the trade of the country was at a standstill; London enjoyed a carnival of the utmost brilliancy。 The Court was at Greenwich; and the new King s

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