Chapter 1
âBehold the Childâ or Parts for Children
Good luck, anât be thy will! What have we here? Mercy onâs, a barne! A very pretty barne. A boy or a child, I wonder?
The Winterâs Tale (3.3.67â9)
Children, as Peter Laslett has observed, were everywhere.
Keith Wrightson, English Society 1580â1680, 1982
Some people observed children very closely.
Keith Thomas, âChildren in Early Modern Englandâ, 1989
A city progress
Beginning with a desire to glimpse those early modern English children whom Laslett knows âwere everywhereâ, I start not with material traces, family portraits of the elite or funerary monuments, or woodcuts depicting the Elizabethan classroom or childrenâs games, but with what Clifford Geertz would call an âacted documentâ, a performance staged on the streets of London, indeed, the âoriginalâ Elizabethan public performance, a performance recorded by Richard Mulcaster and incorporated into Raphael Holinshedâs monumental Chronicles.1
On Saturday, 14 January 1559, Elizabeth I, proclaimed Queen of England two months earlier at the death of her sister Mary, left the Tower where sheâd spent the night to begin her progress through the City of London to Westminster, a civic display, showing the monarch to the people in advance of her coronation the following day.2 She was ârichely furnishedâ and âmost honorably accompaniedâ and, entering the City, âshe was of the people receiued marueylous entierlyâ with âprayers, wishes, welcomminges, cryes, tender words, and all other signesâ that âargue a wonderful earnest loue of most obedient subiectes towarde theyr soueraigneâ. For her part, she showed âher most gracious loueâ, not just âtoward the people in generallâ, but also âpriuatelyâ, to âthe baser personagesâ, stopping to hear their words and to accept their humble gifts when they âoffred her grace ⌠flowresâ. At the end of the day, the branch of rosemary an old woman had handed her still remained (it was said) in her chariot. It was as if, wrote Richard Mulcaster, the City had been transformed into a vast theatre, and the citizens into spectators on this royal performance. London that day was âa stage, wherin was shewed the wonderfull spectacle, of a noble hearted princesse toward her most louing people, & the peoples exceding comfort in beholding so worthy a soueraigne.â
But if Elizabeth played a âwonderfull spectacleâ to the City, the City played its own spectacles back to the queen. Five times along the route her progress was halted by performance. Near Fenchurch âwas erected a scaffold richely furnished, whereon stode a noyse of instrumentes, and a chylde in costly apparellâ who was âappoynted to welcome the queenes maiestie in the hole cities behalfeâ. Elizabeth ordered her chariot âstaydeâ and the noise âappeasedâ so that the childâs oration âin Englishe meterâ could be heard. Further on, at Gracechurch Street, a massive stage had been raised: battlements containing three arches, above them, smaller stages in degrees, and installed in these spaces, a living âshowâ of the queenâs right to the throne she claimed from her grandfather. At the lowest level, Henry Tudor (heir to the house of Lancaster) sat alongside Elizabeth York, a red rose springing from his arch, a white rose from hers, twining upwards into a single branch enclosing, on the platform above, Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn, and hence upwards to âone representyngâ their daughter Elizabeth, ânow our most dradde soueraigne Ladie, crowned and apparrelledâ as herself. All of these âpersonagesâ were played by children â and it was a child who âdeclaredâ to the queen the âhole meaningâ of the pageant, Elizabeth not only ordering silence from the murmuring crowd so that she could hear the childâs oration but âcaus[ing] her chariot to be remoued backâ so that âshe could seeâ the children in the recesses set âfarthest inâ. At the conduit at Cornhill, she encountered herself again: âa chylde representing her maiesties personâ, âplaced in a seate of gouernementâ supported by âcertayne vertuesâ â Pure Religion, Love of Subjects, Wisdom, Justice â who suppressed âtheir contrarie vyces vnder their feeteâ. Again, a âchyldeâ was placed to âinterprete and applyeâ the tableau vivant, and the queen again ordered her chariot âdrawen nygheâ so that she âmyght heare the chylds orationâ. Moving on to Soper Lane she saw âa pageantâ presenting, this time, âeight childrenâ âappointed & apparrelledâ to represent the âeight beatitudesâ. At the Little Conduit in Cheapside, a child appeared âall cladde in whyte silkeâ; âhir nameâ â âVeritasâ, âTruethâ â was âwritten on her brestâ, and âTemporis filia, the daughter of Tymeâ was set in a cartouche above her head. This child named âTruethâ handed the queen a âbooke ⌠vpon the which was written verbum veritatis, the word of truthâ. It was the Bible, in English.3
All of these pageants â including the last, a âshowâ of Deborah governing Israel â were âinterpretedâ by children. At every venue, children delivered orations in English and Latin. So, too, at âPaules scoleâ and âS. Dunstones churchâ where the âchildren of thospitallâ were âappointed to stand with their gouernoursâ. Seeing the hospitallers put the queen in mind of what, she signalled, she must, âin the middest of my royaltieâ, ânedes remembreâ: the poor. Finally then, at Temple Bar, she encountered âa noyse of singing childrenâ and âone child richely attyred as a Poetâ who gave âthe queens maiestie her fare well in the name of the hole citieâ, Elizabeth answering, âAmenâ as she exited.
Passing through London, everywhere she looked, Elizabeth saw children, her populous city made into a visual performance text crowded with her âminor subjectsâ. Momentarily, indeed, she was recalled to her own childhood â when she overheard someone in the crowd call out, âRemember old king Henry theyghtâ. As Mulcaster recorded, at âthe very remembraunce of her fathers nameâ she acted the part of a ânaturallâ child â and âsmiledâ.
How very different had been her sisterâs coronation entry, five years earlier. Then, the pageants were made not by Maryâs loving subjects, certainly not by children, but by foreigners, the City overrun by strangers, âthe Genowaiesâ, âthe Easterlingsâ, âthe Florentinsâ â and a Dutchman âthat stood on the weathercocke of Paules steepleâ.4 By contrast, it was noted, Elizabethâs London âwithout anie forreyne persone, of it selfe beawtifyed it selfeâ. But why, overwhelming this civic performance text, the children?
No doubt political tact played a part. A child playing the queen to the queenâs face, âboyâ to her âgreatnessâ, could hardly be taken for anything more than âcipherâ to her âgreat accomptâ, no contest. But more explicitly, perhaps the Cityâs meaning was âinterpretedâ three days later, at the opening of Parliament. The âcommon houseâ entered a motion for âaccesse vnto hir graces presenceâ to âdeclare vnto hir matter of great importanceâ to âhir ⌠realmeâ. The âmatterâ? âTo mooue hir grace to marriageâ so that, said the speaker, âwe might injoie ⌠the roiall issue of hir bodie to reigne ouer vs.â No rhetorical beating about the bush, then. The City, the Commons wanted children, royal issue, to secure the succession of a reign not yet three months old. Those children in the coronation pageants: if they werenât aphrodisiac (exactly) then perhaps they were aides memoire.5
From their point of view, the Commons and City were right to look anxiously for children. Simply, England had suffered turbulent times because the Tudors, as breeders, had been disastrous. Elizabethâs little brother, Edward VI, a child âuntimely rippâdâ from his dying motherâs womb, had inherited as a nine-year-old in 1547, reigned for only six years, died issueless (with appalling consequences for Englandâs Protestant Reformation), and left behind a succession crisis, the nine-day âreignâ of Lady Jane Grey that ended with multiple executions.6 Elizabethâs older sister, Mary, was thirty-seven and unmarried when she was proclaimed queen â and immediately set about restoring Catholicism to England, a project that would depend ultimately on dynastic continuity, on children. And it looked as if her plans would thrive. Within weeks of her marriage to Philip of Spain in July 1553 it was announced that the queen was âquicke with childâ. Public prayers were ordered to acknowledge the âgood hope of certeine succession in the crowne ⌠giuen vnto vsâ; there was âbusie preparation and much adooâ, âespeciallie among such as seemed in England to carrie Spanish hearts in English bodiesâ. âMidwiues, rockers, nurses, with the cradle and allâ were organised for the âyoong maisterâ whose birth was confidently announced across England and Europe with bells and bonfires the following June, one clergyman in London even describing in detail the person of the newborn â but for all that, the child refused to come.7 Phantom pregnancy followed phantom pregnancy: âneuer worse successe had anie woman, than had she in hir childbirthâ.8 Mary died of complications arising from dysmenorrhoea in 1558. Again, childlessness instanced radical regime change: Catholic restoration as crown policy died with Mary.9
Elizabeth herself was not exempt from this history. It was partly her fatherâs inability to produce a (legitimate) male heir that prompted the divorce crisis of 1532. Elizabethâs birth the following year deprived sixteen-year-old Mary not just of succession but lavish paternal favour. (As a child, Maryâs household had been allocated 18 per cent of the total outlay of the whole royal household.) These were reversals Elizabeth perhaps pondered later, growing up, when paternal favour was, in her turn, withdrawn: when she was declared illegitimate, the child of adultery (indeed, according to some, the child of incest); her mother executed for slandering not just the succession but her child by âoffend[ing] in incontinencyâ.10 Progressing royally through London in January 1559, Elizabeth may have reflected ironically on the whirligig of Time coming full circle. She had been here before: Anne Boleyn had been nearly six months pregnant with Elizabeth when sheâd followed the same route toward her coronation in May 1533.
Setting children so conspicuously before the new queenâs eyes, the City was alluding to, recasting this history, using children to elicit the hopes and fears of the nation, to figure real political arrangements allegorically and to voice messages her adult subjects wanted heard in public, the children carrying a burden of representation that evoked adult fantasy, adult memory â and served to focus cultural anxieties. The City (as explanatory âsentencesâ attached to each of the pageants informed spectators) wanted âquietnesâ, âunitieâ, âall dissention displacedâ; it wanted âthe seate of gouernaunceâ upheld âby vertueâ and the queen to âcontinue in her goodnesse as she had enteredâ, both distributing and receiving blessings; it wanted her to remember âthe state of the common wealeâ, to hold fast to âTruthâ, and to reign as the new Deborah. It saw Elizabeth as the âheire to agreementâ, hearing in her name a memory of the grandmother who, by marriage, âioyned those housesâ that âhad ben thâoccasyonâ of âciuil warre within thys realmâ, civil wars that were only seventy years in the nationâs past. The City was framing an entire ideological and aspirational programme of relationship between the monarchy and the people, representing it in âspeaking picturesâ, in dumb shows, and âopeningâ it out to understanding in written texts on illustrative tablets and in spoken texts, orations. Presenting the Cityâs policy, the pageant children were its conduits, messengers exempt from the message, speaking âwiserâ than they could possibly have been âwareâ, who nevertheless âstood inâ for that policy, embodied it.
But what of the children themselves? Who were they? Who trained them? The young Latin orators: were they grammar school boys from Paulâs or Christâs Hospital? What about the choristers? Or the children who played the queen? Were they girls? Or cross-dressed boys? On holiday? On duty? Fearless? Or rigid with terror? Were they miniature versions of those âgreat clerksâ Shakespeareâs Theseus describes who, âpurposèdâ to greet greatness âwith premeditated welcomesâ, âin their fearsâ âdumbly ⌠broke offâ, too frightened to speak (A Midsummer Nightâs Dream, 5.1. 93â4, 97â8)? I can answer none of these questions, for the childrenâs history is, like Cesarioâs (fictional) ...