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LIFE AND LETTERS OF
JOHN GAY(1685-1732)
AUTHOR OF "THE BEGGAR'S OPERA" BY LEWIS MELVILLE
PUBLISHED IN LONDON BY DANIEL O'CONNOR, NINETY GREAT RUSSELL STREET, W.C.I: 1921
BY THE SAME AUTHOR.
THE LIFE OF WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY.
THE LIFE OF WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY.
THE THACKERAY COUNTRY.
Thackeray's Country.
SOME ASPECTS OF THACKERAY.
THACKERAY'S VARIOUS ASPECTS.
VICTORIAN NOVELISTS.
Victorian authors.
THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF LAURENCE STERNE.
THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF LAURENCE STERNE.
THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF WILLIAM BECKFORD OF FONTHILL.
THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF WILLIAM BECKFORD OF FONTHILL.
THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF WILLIAM COBBETT.
THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF WILLIAM COBBETT.
THE BERRY PAPERS: Being the Life and Letters of Mary and Agnes Berry.
THE BERRY PAPERS: The Life and Letters of Mary and Agnes Berry.
THE LIFE AND WRITINGS OF PHILIP DUKE OF WHARTON.
THE LIFE AND WRITINGS OF PHILIP DUKE OF WHARTON.
THE FIRST GEORGE.
GEORGE I.
"FARMER GEORGE."
"Farmer George."
"THE FIRST GENTLEMAN OF EUROPE."
"Europe's First Gentleman."
AN INJURED QUEEN: CAROLINE OF BRUNSWICK.
AN INJURED QUEEN: CAROLINE OF BRUNSWICK.
THE BEAUX OF THE REGENCY.
THE GENTLEMEN OF THE REGENCY.
SOME ECCENTRICS AND A WOMAN.
Some quirky individuals and a woman.
THE SOUTH SEA BUBBLE.
The South Sea Bubble.
THE WINDHAM PAPERS. With an Introduction by the Earl of Rosebery, K.G.
THE WINDHAM PAPERS. With an Introduction by the Earl of Rosebery, K.G.
THE WELLESLEY PAPERS.
THE WELLESLEY DOCUMENTS.
BATH UNDER BEAU NASH.
BATH WITH BEAU NASH.
BRIGHTON: ITS FOLLIES, ITS FASHIONS, AND ITS HISTORY.
BRIGHTON: ITS FOLLIES, ITS FASHIONS, AND ITS HISTORY.
ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS.
Royal Tunbridge Wells.
To GEORGE MAIR
PREFACE
John Gay was a considerable figure in the literary and social circles of his day. He was loved by Pope; Swift cared for him more than for any other man, and the letter in which Pope conveyed to him the sad tidings of Gay's death bears the endorsement: "On my dear friend Mr. Gay's death. Received December 15th [1732], but not read till the 20th, by an impulse foreboding some misfortune." Gay was on intimate terms with Arbuthnot and Lord Burlington, and Henrietta Howard, Lady Suffolk, was devoted to him and consulted him in the matter of her matrimonial troubles. He was the protégé of the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry. His "Fables" and "The Beggar's Opera" have become classics; his play "Polly" made history. Though he persistently regarded himself as neglected by the gods, it is nevertheless a fact that the fates were unusually kind to him. A Cabinet Minister made him a present of South Sea stock; Walpole appointed him a Commissioner of Lotteries; he was granted an apartment in Whitehall; Queen Caroline offered him a sinecure post in her Household. Because he thought Gay ill-used, the greatest man of letters of the century quarrelled with Lady Suffolk; for the same reason a Duchess insulted the King and wiped the dust of the Court from her shoes, and a Duke threw up his employment under the [pg viii]Crown. All his friends placed their purses and their houses at Gay's disposal, and competed for the pleasure of his company. Never was there a man of letters so petted and pampered.
John Gay was a significant figure in the literary and social scenes of his time. He was cherished by Pope; Swift cared for him more than anyone else, and the letter where Pope shared the unfortunate news of Gay's death has a note that reads: "On my dear friend Mr. Gay's death. Received December 15th [1732], but not read until the 20th, by an impulse foreboding some misfortune." Gay was close with Arbuthnot and Lord Burlington, and Henrietta Howard, Lady Suffolk, was devoted to him and sought his advice regarding her marital issues. He was the protégé of the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry. His "Fables" and "The Beggar's Opera" have become classics; his play "Polly" made history. Although he often felt neglected by the gods, it's a fact that fate treated him exceptionally well. A Cabinet Minister gifted him South Sea stock; Walpole appointed him as a Commissioner of Lotteries; he received an apartment in Whitehall; and Queen Caroline offered him a sinecure position in her Household. The most prominent writer of the century had a falling out with Lady Suffolk because he felt Gay was mistreated; for the same reason, a Duchess insulted the King and shook the dust of the Court from her shoes, and a Duke resigned his job under the Crown. All his friends offered him their financial support and homes, eager for his company. Never was there a writer so spoiled and pampered.
It is somewhat strange that there should be no biography of a man so well-known and so much beloved. It is true that no sooner was the breath out of his body than Curll published a "Life." "Curll (who is one of the new horrors of death) has been writing letters to everybody for memoirs of his (Gay's) life," Arbuthnot wrote to Swift, January 13th, 1733: "I was for sending him some, which I am sure might have been made entertaining, by which I should have attained two ends at once, published truth and got a rascal whipped for it. I was over-ruled in this."[1] Curll obtained no assistance from Gay's friends, and his book, issued in 1733, is at once inadequate and unreliable. Of Curll, at whose hands so many of Gay's friends had suffered, the poet had written in the "Epistle to the Right Honourable Paul Methuen, Esquire":—
It’s a bit odd that there isn’t a biography of a man who was so well-known and loved. Right after he passed away, Curll published a “Life.” “Curll (who is one of the new horrors of death) has been writing letters to everyone for memoirs of his (Gay's) life,” Arbuthnot wrote to Swift on January 13th, 1733: “I thought about sending him some, which I’m sure could have been made entertaining, allowing me to achieve two goals at once: publish the truth and get a scoundrel punished for it. I was outvoted on this.”[1] Curll got no help from Gay’s friends, and his book, released in 1733, is both inadequate and unreliable. About Curll, at whose hands many of Gay’s friends had suffered, the poet had written in the “Epistle to the Right Honourable Paul Methuen, Esquire”:—
Of some slight biographical value is the "Account of the Life and Writings of the Author," prefixed to the volume of "Plays Written by Mr. Gay," published 1760; but there is little fresh information in the "Brief Memoir" by the Rev. William (afterwards Archdeacon) Coxe, which appeared in 1797. More valuable is the biographical sketch by Gay's nephew, the Rev. Joseph Baller, prefixed to "Gay's Chair" (1820); but the standard authorities on Gay's life are [pg ix]Mr. Austin Dobson ("Dictionary of National Biography," Vol. XXI., 1890) and Mr. John Underwood ("Introductory Memoir" to the "Poems of John Gay" in the "Muses' Library," 1893).
Of some minor biographical interest is the "Account of the Life and Writings of the Author," which is included at the beginning of the volume "Plays Written by Mr. Gay," published in 1760; however, there isn't much new information in the "Brief Memoir" by Rev. William (later Archdeacon) Coxe, published in 1797. A more valuable source is the biographical sketch by Gay's nephew, Rev. Joseph Baller, included in "Gay's Chair" (1820); but the key references on Gay's life are [pg ix]Mr. Austin Dobson ("Dictionary of National Biography," Vol. XXI., 1890) and Mr. John Underwood ("Introductory Memoir" to the "Poems of John Gay" in the "Muses' Library," 1893).
Among Gay's correspondents were Pope, Swift, Lady Suffolk, Arbuthnot, the Duchess of Queensberry, Oxford, Congreve, Parnell, Cleland, Caryll and Jacob Tonson, the publisher. Unpublished letters to Caryll and Tonson, and to and from Lady Suffolk, are in the British Museum; letters which have appeared in print are to be found in the correspondence of Pope, Swift, and Lady Suffolk, in Nichols' "Literary Anecdotes of the Eighteenth Century," and in the Historical Commission's Report on the MSS. of the Marquis of Bath. Biographical information is also to be found, as well as in the works mentioned above, in Gribble's "Memorials of Barnstaple," Mrs. Delany's "Autobiography," Hervey's "Memoirs," Colley Cibber's "Apology," and Spence's "Anecdotes"; in the works and biographies of Pope, Swift, Steele, Addison, and Aaron Hill; in contemporary publications such as "A Key to 'The What D'ye Call It,'" "A Complete Key to the New Farce 'Three Hours After Marriage,'" Joseph Gay's "The Confederates"; and in numerous works dealing with dramatic productions and dramatic literature. A bibliography is printed in the "Cambridge History of English Literature" (Vol. IX., pp. 480-481; 1912); and a more detailed bibliography is being compiled by Mr. Ernest L. Gay, Boston, Mass., U.S.A., who has informed the present writer that he "has collected about five hundred editions of Gay's works, and also over five hundred playbills of his plays, running from the middle of the eighteenth century [pg x]to the middle of the nineteenth century." The most valuable criticisms of Gay as a man of letters are by Johnson in the "Lives of the Poets" and Thackeray in the "English Humourists of the Eighteenth Century." An interesting article on Gay by Mr. H.M. Paull appeared in the Fortnightly Review, June, 1912.
Among Gay's correspondents were Pope, Swift, Lady Suffolk, Arbuthnot, the Duchess of Queensberry, Oxford, Congreve, Parnell, Cleland, Caryll, and Jacob Tonson, the publisher. Unpublished letters to Caryll and Tonson, as well as letters exchanged with Lady Suffolk, are held at the British Museum; letters that have been published can be found in the correspondence of Pope, Swift, and Lady Suffolk, in Nichols' "Literary Anecdotes of the Eighteenth Century," and in the Historical Commission's Report on the MSS. of the Marquis of Bath. Biographical information is also available, as well as in the aforementioned works, in Gribble's "Memorials of Barnstaple," Mrs. Delany's "Autobiography," Hervey's "Memoirs," Colley Cibber's "Apology," and Spence's "Anecdotes"; in the works and biographies of Pope, Swift, Steele, Addison, and Aaron Hill; in contemporary publications like "A Key to 'The What D'ye Call It,'" "A Complete Key to the New Farce 'Three Hours After Marriage,'" Joseph Gay's "The Confederates"; and in numerous works covering dramatic productions and dramatic literature. A bibliography is printed in the "Cambridge History of English Literature" (Vol. IX., pp. 480-481; 1912); and a more detailed bibliography is being compiled by Mr. Ernest L. Gay, Boston, Mass., U.S.A., who has informed the current writer that he "has collected about five hundred editions of Gay's works, and also over five hundred playbills of his plays, running from the middle of the eighteenth century [pg x]to the middle of the nineteenth century." The most valuable critiques of Gay as a literary figure are by Johnson in the "Lives of the Poets" and Thackeray in the "English Humourists of the Eighteenth Century." An interesting article on Gay by Mr. H.M. Paull appeared in the Fortnightly Review, June, 1912.
I am much indebted for assistance given to me during the preparation of this work by Sydney Harper, Esq., of Barnstaple, the happy possessor of Gay's chair; Professor J. Douglas Brude, of the University of Tennessee; C.J. Stammers, Esq.; and Ernest L. Gay, Esq., of Boston, Mass., U.S.A. I am especially grateful to W.H. Grattan Flood, Esq., Mus.D., who has generously sent me his notes on the sources of the tunes in "The Beggar's Opera," which are printed in the Appendix to this volume. The extracts from Gay's poetical works in this volume have been taken, by permission of the publishers, Messrs. George Routledge and Sons, Ltd., from the "Poems of John Gay," edited by Mr. John Underwood, in "The Muses' Library." Mr. John Murray has kindly allowed me to quote correspondence to and from Gay printed in the standard edition of Pope's works, edited by the late Rev. Whitwell Elwin and Professor Courthope, and published by him.
I am very grateful for the help I received while preparing this work from Sydney Harper, Esq., of Barnstaple, who is the fortunate holder of Gay's chair; Professor J. Douglas Brude from the University of Tennessee; C.J. Stammers, Esq.; and Ernest L. Gay, Esq., from Boston, Mass., U.S.A. I am particularly thankful to W.H. Grattan Flood, Esq., Mus.D., who kindly sent me his notes on the sources of the tunes in "The Beggar's Opera," which are included in the Appendix of this volume. The excerpts from Gay's poetry in this volume have been used with permission from the publishers, Messrs. George Routledge and Sons, Ltd., from "Poems of John Gay," edited by Mr. John Underwood, in "The Muses' Library." Mr. John Murray has generously allowed me to quote correspondence to and from Gay that appears in the standard edition of Pope's works, edited by the late Rev. Whitwell Elwin and Professor Courthope, and published by him.
LEWIS MELVILLE. LONDON, April, 1921.
LEWIS MELVILLE. LONDON, April 1921.
Footnotes:
Notes:
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 65.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVIII, p. 65.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER I
1685-1706
EARLY YEARS
The Gays were an old family, who settled in Devonshire when Gilbert le Gay, through his marriage with the daughter and heiress of Curtoyse, came into possession of the manor of Goldsworthy, in Parkham. This they held until 1630, when it passed out of their hands to the Coffins.[1] Subsequently they were associated with the parish of Frittelstock, near Great Torrington. In the Parish Registers of Barnstaple the name appears from time to time: in 1544 is recorded the death of Richard Gaye, and later of John Gaye, "gentill man," and Johans Gay. From other sources it is known that Richard Gay was Mayor of the town in 1533, and Anthony Gay in 1638.[2] The records of the family have not been preserved, but at some time early in the seventeenth century there was at Frittelstock one John Gay, whose second son, William, was the father of the poet.
The Gays were an old family that settled in Devonshire when Gilbert le Gay acquired the manor of Goldsworthy in Parkham through his marriage to the daughter and heiress of Curtoyse. They held this manor until 1630, when it transferred to the Coffins.[1] After that, they were connected to the parish of Frittelstock, near Great Torrington. The Parish Registers of Barnstaple show their name appearing from time to time: in 1544, the death of Richard Gaye is recorded, followed by John Gaye, "gentleman," and Johans Gay. From other sources, we know that Richard Gay was the Mayor of the town in 1533, and Anthony Gay in 1638.[2] Although the family records have not been kept, at some point in the early seventeenth century, there was a John Gay in Frittelstock, whose second son, William, was the father of the poet.
William Gay resided at Barnstaple, and since he lived in a large house, called the Red Cross, at the corner of Joy Street, facing Holland Street, it is reasonable to assume that he was in easy circumstances. He married a daughter of Jonathan Hanmer, the leading Nonconformist divine of the town, and by her had five children. The first-born was a girl, who died in 1685; then came Katherine, born [pg 2]in 1676, who married Anthony Baller, whose son Joseph issued in 1820 the slim volume bearing the title of "Gay's Chair";[3]in 1778, Jonathan; and three years later, Joanna, who married John Fortescue—possibly a relation of William Fortescue, afterwards Master of the Rolls, who is still remembered as a friend of Pope. The youngest child was John, the subject of this memoir, stated by his earlier biographers to have been born in 1688, but now known, from an entry in the Barnstaple Parish Register, to have been baptised in the Old Church on September 16th, 1685.
William Gay lived in Barnstaple, where he resided in a large house named the Red Cross, located at the corner of Joy Street, facing Holland Street. This suggests he was financially comfortable. He married the daughter of Jonathan Hanmer, the prominent Nonconformist minister of the town, and they had five children together. Their first child was a daughter who died in 1685; then there was Katherine, born in 1676, who married Anthony Baller. Their son, Joseph, published a small book titled "Gay's Chair" in 1820; then came Jonathan, born in 1778, and three years later, Joanna was born, who married John Fortescue—possibly a relative of William Fortescue, who later became Master of the Rolls and is still remembered as a friend of Pope. The youngest child was John, the focus of this memoir, who earlier biographers had claimed was born in 1688, but is now known to have been baptized in the Old Church on September 16th, 1685, according to an entry in the Barnstaple Parish Register.
Mrs. Gay died in 1694, her husband a year later; and the custody of the four surviving orphaned children devolved upon their uncles. William Gay's brothers were John and Richard, who resided at Frittelstock; James, Rector of Meeth; and Thomas, who lived at Barnstaple. Mrs. Gay's only brother was John Hanmer, who succeeded to his father's pastoral office among the Congregational or Independent Dissenters at Barnstaple. Jonathan, the elder son of William Gay, who inherited the family property, was intended for the Church, but "severe studies not well suiting his natural genius, he betook himself to military pursuits,"[4] and, probably about the time of his father's death, entered the army. Who took charge of the two girls is not known; but it is on record that John, after his father's death, and then in his tenth year, went to live at Barnstaple with his paternal uncle, Thomas Gay. It is interesting to note that in 1882, "among the pieces of timber carted away from the Barnstaple Parish Church [which was then undergoing restoration] has been found a portion of a pew, with the name 'John Gay,' and the date, 1695, cut upon it.... No other John Gay appears in the Parish Register."[5]
Mrs. Gay passed away in 1694, and her husband died a year later; the custody of their four surviving orphaned children fell to their uncles. William Gay's brothers were John and Richard, who lived in Frittelstock; James, the Rector of Meeth; and Thomas, who resided in Barnstaple. Mrs. Gay's only brother was John Hanmer, who took over his father's pastoral role among the Congregational or Independent Dissenters in Barnstaple. Jonathan, the eldest son of William Gay, who inherited the family property, was meant for the Church, but "severe studies not well suiting his natural genius, he betook himself to military pursuits,"[4] and likely around the time of his father's death, he joined the army. It’s unknown who took care of the two girls; however, records show that John, after his father's death and at the age of ten, went to live in Barnstaple with his paternal uncle, Thomas Gay. Interestingly, in 1882, "among the pieces of timber carted away from the Barnstaple Parish Church [which was then undergoing restoration], a portion of a pew was found, with the name 'John Gay,' and the date, 1695, carved on it.... No other John Gay appears in the Parish Register."[5]
Gay attended the Free Grammar School at Barnstaple, and among his schoolfellows there with whom he cemented [pg 3]an enduring friendship, were William Fortescue, to whom reference has been made above, and Aaron Hill.[6] William Raynor was the headmaster when Gay first went to the Grammar School, but soon he removed to Tiverton, and was succeeded by the Rev. Robert Luck. Luck subsequently claimed that Gay's dramatic instincts were developed by taking part in the amateur theatricals promoted by him, and when in April, 1736, he published a volume of verse, he wrote, in his dedication to the Duke of Queensberry.[7] Gay's patron and friend:—
Gay attended the Free Grammar School in Barnstaple, and among his classmates there with whom he developed an enduring friendship were William Fortescue, mentioned earlier, and Aaron Hill. William Raynor was the headmaster when Gay first enrolled at the Grammar School, but he soon moved to Tiverton and was replaced by Rev. Robert Luck. Luck later claimed that Gay's talent for drama blossomed from participating in the amateur plays he organized. In April 1736, when he published a volume of poetry, he included a dedication to the Duke of Queensberry, Gay's patron and friend:—
These lines suggest that an intimacy between Gay and Luck existed long after their relations as pupil and master had ceased, but it is doubtful if this was the case. It is certainly improbable that the lad saw much of the pedagogue when he returned to Barnstaple for a while as the guest of the Rev. John Hanmer, since Luck was a bitter opponent of the Dissenters and in open antagonism to John Hanmer.
These lines imply that a closeness between Gay and Luck lasted long after their time as student and teacher ended, but it's uncertain if that was true. It's highly unlikely that the young man spent much time with the teacher when he returned to Barnstaple for a bit as the guest of Rev. John Hanmer, since Luck was a fierce critic of the Dissenters and openly opposed to John Hanmer.
How long Gay remained at the Grammar School is not known. There are, indeed, no records upon which to base a narrative of his early years. It is, however, generally accepted that, on leaving school, he was apprenticed to a silk-mercer in London. This was not so unaccountable a proceeding then as appears to-day, for we know from Gibbon's "Memoirs" that "our most respectable families have not disdained the counting-house, or even the shop;... and in England, as well as in the Italian commonwealths, heralds have been compelled to declare that gentility is not degraded by the exercise of trade": for example, the historian's great grandfather, son of a [pg 4]country gentleman, became a linen-draper in Leadenhall Street.
How long Gay stayed at the Grammar School is not known. There are, in fact, no records to create a story about his early years. However, it's generally accepted that after leaving school, he became an apprentice to a silk merchant in London. This was not as surprising then as it seems today, since we know from Gibbon's "Memoirs" that "our most respectable families have not rejected the counting-house, or even the shop;... and in England, as well as in the Italian commonwealths, heralds have been forced to declare that gentility is not diminished by engaging in trade": for instance, the historian's great-grandfather, the son of a country gentleman, became a linen draper on Leadenhall Street.
Gay had no taste for trade, and did not long remain in this employment. According to one authority, "he grew so fond of reading and study that he frequently neglected to exert himself in putting oft silks and velvets to the ladies";[8] while his nephew, the Rev. Joseph Bailer, says: "Young Gay, not being able to bear the confinement of a shop, soon felt a remarkable depression of spirits, and consequent decline of health; he was, therefore, obliged to quit that situation, and retire to Barnstaple, in the hope of receiving benefit from his native air."[9] No doubt the mercer was willing enough to cancel the indentures of an apprentice so unsatisfactory as Gay probably was. Anyhow, Gay returned to Barnstaple, and stayed awhile with his maternal uncle, the Rev. John Hanmer.
Gay had no interest in trade and didn't stay in this job for long. According to one source, "he became so passionate about reading and studying that he often neglected to help in selling silks and velvets to the ladies";[8] while his nephew, the Rev. Joseph Bailer, states: "Young Gay, unable to deal with the confinement of a shop, quickly experienced a significant drop in spirits and a decline in health; he then had to leave that position and move to Barnstaple, hoping that the fresh air would help him."[9] It's likely the mercer was more than happy to end the contract with such a lacking apprentice as Gay was. Regardless, Gay returned to Barnstaple and spent some time with his maternal uncle, the Rev. John Hanmer.
It has been said that it was during this visit to Barnstaple that Gay began to write verses; and as most men who take to poetry began to dabble in ink in their youth, this statement may well be accepted. Only, so far no bibliographer has traced any of these early writings. Some poems, said to have been written by him in these days have been printed in the volume to which reference has already been made, "Gay's Chair: Poems never before printed, written by John Gay.... With a Sketch of his Life from the MSS. of the Rev. Joseph Bailer, his nephew. Edited by Henry Lee ... 1820," but the authenticity of these cannot definitely be accepted. A chair, said to have been the property of Gay at Barnstaple, was sold early in the nineteenth century to Henry Lee, who sent it to be repaired. "On taking out the drawer in front, which was somewhat broken," so runs the story, "I found at the back part of the chair a concealed drawer, ingeniously fastened with a small wooden bolt;... it was full of manuscript papers, some of which appeared to have [pg 5]slipped over, as I found them stuck to the bottom or seat of the chair."[10] The poems in question are: "The Ladies' Petition to the Honorable the House of Commons," the longest and most ambitious of the pieces; "To Miss Jane Scott," "Prediction," "Comparisons," "Absence," "Fable," "Congratulation to a Newly-married Pair," "A Devonshire Hill," "Letter to a Young Lady," and "To My Chair." Of this small collection, Mr. John Underhill, who includes it in his admirable edition of Gay's poems in the "Muses' Library," writes: "The evidence in support of their authenticity is (1) the fact that they were found in a chair which was always spoken of by Gay's 'immediate descendants' as 'having been the property of the poet, and which, as his favourite easy chair, he highly valued'; and (2) that 'The Ladies' Petition' was printed nearly verbatim from a manuscript in the handwriting of the poet ... If really Gay's, they [the verses] may, we think, a great many of them, be safely regarded as the production of his youth, written, perhaps, during the somewhat extended visit to Devonshire which preceded his introduction to the literary world of Pope. The least doubtful piece, 'The Ladies' Petition' was probably 'thrown off' upon the occasion of his visit to Exeter in 1715."
It is said that during his visit to Barnstaple, Gay started writing poetry; and since most people who become poets tend to write when they’re young, this claim is likely true. However, so far no bibliographer has found any of his early works. Some poems that are believed to have been written by him during this time are included in the book already mentioned, "Gay's Chair: Poems never before printed, written by John Gay.... With a Sketch of his Life from the MSS. of the Rev. Joseph Bailer, his nephew. Edited by Henry Lee ... 1820," but we cannot definitively accept their authenticity. A chair, supposedly owned by Gay in Barnstaple, was sold early in the 1800s to Henry Lee, who sent it for repairs. According to the story, “When I took out the front drawer, which was somewhat broken, I discovered a hidden drawer at the back of the chair, cleverly secured with a small wooden bolt;... it was filled with manuscript papers, some of which seemed to have slipped over, as I found them stuck to the bottom or seat of the chair.” The poems in question are: "The Ladies' Petition to the Honorable the House of Commons," the longest and most ambitious piece; "To Miss Jane Scott," "Prediction," "Comparisons," "Absence," "Fable," "Congratulation to a Newly-married Pair," "A Devonshire Hill," "Letter to a Young Lady," and "To My Chair." In this small collection, Mr. John Underhill, who includes it in his excellent edition of Gay's poems in the "Muses' Library," notes: "The evidence supporting their authenticity is (1) the fact that they were found in a chair that Gay’s 'immediate descendants' referred to as 'having belonged to the poet, and which, as his favorite easy chair, he greatly valued'; and (2) that 'The Ladies' Petition' was printed nearly verbatim from a manuscript in the poet’s handwriting ... If genuinely Gay's, we believe many of the verses can be safely regarded as having been written in his youth, possibly during the rather long visit to Devonshire that preceded his introduction to the literary world of Pope. The least questionable piece, 'The Ladies' Petition,' was likely written during his visit to Exeter in 1715."
If the verses are genuine, they have such biographical interest as is afforded by an allusion to a youthful love-affair. There are lines "To Miss Jane Scott":—
If the verses are authentic, they hold a fascinating glimpse into the author’s life, as they reference a young romance. There are lines "To Miss Jane Scott":—
It is presumedly to the same young lady he was referring [pg 6]in the verses written probably shortly after he returned to London after his visit to Devonshire:—
It’s likely he was referring to the same young lady [pg 6] in the verses he probably wrote shortly after getting back to London from his trip to Devonshire:—
That another girl there was may be gathered from the "Letter to a Young Lady," who was not so devoted as Jane Scott, for the poet writes:
That there was another girl can be inferred from the "Letter to a Young Lady," who wasn't as devoted as Jane Scott, because the poet writes:
Footnotes:
References:
Risdon: Survey of Devon (1811), p. 243.
Risdon: Survey of Devon (1811), p. 243.
Gribble: Memorials of Devonshire.
Gribble: *Memorials of Devonshire*.
Gay's Chair, p. 12.
Gay's Chair, p. 12.
Gay's Chair, p. 13.
Gay's Chair, p. 13.
Notes and Queries, N.S. VI, 488, December 16th, 1882, from the North Devon Herald of December 7th.
Notes and Queries, N.S. VI, 488, December 16, 1882, from the North Devon Herald of December 7.
Aaron Hill (1685-1750), dramatist and journalist.
Aaron Hill (1685-1750), playwright and journalist.
Charles Douglas, third Duke of Queensbury and second Duke of Dover (1698-1777), married Catherine, second daughter of Henry Hyde, Earl of Clarendon and Rochester.
Charles Douglas, the third Duke of Queensbury and second Duke of Dover (1698-1777), married Catherine, the second daughter of Henry Hyde, Earl of Clarendon and Rochester.
Ayre: Pope, pp. 11, 97.
Ayre: *Pope*, pp. 11, 97.
Gay's Chair, p. 13.
Gay's Chair, p. 13.
Gay's Chair, p. 5.
Gay's Chair, p. 5.
CHAPTER II
1706-1712
GAY COMMENCES AUTHOR
Gay's health was improved by his stay in his native town, and presently he returned to London, where, according to the family tradition, he "lived for some time as a private gentleman."[1] Mr. Austin Dobson has pointed out that this is "a statement scarcely reconcilable with the opening in life his friends had found for him";[2] but it may be urged against this view that Gay and his sisters had each a small patrimony.[3] If it is assumed that he returned to the metropolis after he came of age in September, 1706, he may have been possessed of a sum of money, small, no doubt, but sufficient to provide him with the necessaries of life for some little time. When his brother, Jonathan, who had been promoted lieutenant at Cologne by Marlborough, under whom he served at Hochstadt and elsewhere, and captain by Queen Anne, committed suicide in 1709, after a quarrel with his colonel, John may have inherited some further share of the paternal estate.
Gay's health improved during his stay in his hometown, and soon he returned to London, where, according to family lore, he "lived for a while as a private gentleman."[1] Mr. Austin Dobson noted that this is "a statement hardly compatible with the opportunities his friends had found for him";[2] but it can be argued against this perspective that Gay and his sisters each had a small inheritance.[3] If we assume he returned to the city after turning 18 in September 1706, he might have had a small amount of money, certainly limited, but enough to cover his basic needs for a while. When his brother Jonathan, who had been made a lieutenant in Cologne by Marlborough, under whom he served at Hochstadt and other places, and captain by Queen Anne, committed suicide in 1709 after a disagreement with his colonel, John may have inherited a larger portion of the family estate.
When Gay was one-and-twenty, ginger was hot in his mouth. Wine, woman, and song appealed to him. It is not on record that he had any love-affair, save those indicated in the verses in "Gay's Chair"; but the indelicacy of many passages in his writings suggests that he was rather intimately acquainted with the bagnios of the town. No man whose sense of decency had not been denied could [pg 8]possibly have written the verses "To a Young Lady, with some Lamphreys," and this, even after making allowance for the freedom of the early eighteenth century. He certainly frequented the coffee-houses of Covent Garden and Pall Mall. Also, he roamed about the metropolis, and became learned in the highways and byways, north and south, and east and west—a knowledge which bore excellent fruit in "Trivia."
When Gay was twenty-one, ginger was spicy in his mouth. Wine, women, and music were his passion. There's no record of him having any significant love affairs, except for those hinted at in the verses in "Gay's Chair"; however, the explicitness of many lines in his work implies that he was quite familiar with the local brothels. No one with a sense of decency could have possibly written the poem "To a Young Lady, with some Lamphreys," even considering the more lenient standards of the early eighteenth century. He definitely hung out in the coffeehouses of Covent Garden and Pall Mall. Plus, he wandered throughout the city, becoming well-acquainted with the streets and alleys, north, south, east, and west—a knowledge that was beautifully captured in "Trivia."
Gay was then, as ever, a great eater. "As the French philosopher used to prove his existence by cogito, ergo sum," Congreve wrote to Pope long after, "the greatest proof of Gay's existence is edit, ergo est."[5] He ate in excess always, and not infrequently drank too much, and for exercise had no liking, though he was not averse from a ramble around London streets. As the years passed, he became fat, but found comfort in the fact that some of his intimates were yet more corpulent. To this, he made humorous reference in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
Gay was, as always, a big eater. "Just as the French philosopher proved his existence with cogito, ergo sum," Congreve later wrote to Pope, "the best proof of Gay's existence is edit, ergo est."[5] He always ate a lot, often drank too much, and wasn't really into exercise, although he didn't mind taking a stroll around the streets of London. As time went on, he got fat, but he felt better knowing that some of his friends were even heavier. He humorously mentioned this in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
Gay had a passion for finery. To this foible Pope, in the early days of his acquaintance with the young man, made reference in a letter to Swift, December 8th, 1713: "One Mr. Gay, an unhappy youth, who writes pastorals during the time of Divine Service, whose case is the more deplorable, as he hath miserably lavished away all that silver he should have reserved for his soul's health, in [pg 9]buttons and loops for his coat." Gay was not only well aware of this weakness, but he deplored it, though he could never contrive to overcome it. He made allusion to it in some lines known as the "Epigrammatical Petition," addressed to Lord Oxford,[7] in June, 1714, and also in the prologue to "The Shepherd's Week":—
Gay had a passion for fancy things. Pope mentioned this quirk in a letter to Swift on December 8, 1713: "One Mr. Gay, an unhappy young man, who writes pastorals during Divine Service, and whose situation is even worse because he has miserably wasted all the silver he should have saved for his soul's health on buttons and loops for his coat." Gay was fully aware of this weakness and felt bad about it, but he could never seem to get past it. He hinted at it in some lines known as the "Epigrammatical Petition," addressed to Lord Oxford, in June 1714, and also in the prologue to "The Shepherd's Week":—
Gay now renewed his acquaintance with his old schoolfellow, Aaron Hill, who, it is said, though on doubtful authority, employed him as an amanuensis when setting on foot the project of answering questions in a paper, styled the British Apollo, or, Curious Amusements for the Ingenious.[8] The first number of this publication appeared on March 13th, 1708, and it was issued on Wednesdays and Fridays until March 16th, 1711. Gay referred to it in his pamphlet, "The Present State of Wit," published in May 1711: "Upon a review of my letter, I find I have quite forgotten the British Apollo, which might possibly have happened from its having of late retreated out of this end of the town into the country, where I am informed, however, that it still recommends itself by deciding wagers at cards and giving good advice to shopkeepers and their apprentices." Whether or no Gay ever contributed to the British Apollo, it seems likely that it was through the good offices of Hill that in May, 1708, Gay's poem, "Wine," was published by William Keble at the Black-Spread-eagle in Westminster Hall, who, about the same time, brought out a translation by Nahum Tate, the Poet Laureate, and Hill, of a portion of the thirteenth book of Ovid's "Metamorphoses."
Gay reconnected with his old school friend, Aaron Hill, who, according to unreliable sources, hired him as a scribe while starting the project of answering questions in a paper called the British Apollo, or, Curious Amusements for the Ingenious.[8] The first issue of this publication came out on March 13th, 1708, and it was released every Wednesday and Friday until March 16th, 1711. Gay mentioned it in his pamphlet, "The Present State of Wit," published in May 1711: "Upon reviewing my letter, I realize I completely overlooked the British Apollo, which might explain why it has recently moved from this part of town to the countryside, where I hear it still gains attention by settling card game bets and giving sound advice to shopkeepers and their apprentices." Whether Gay ever contributed to the British Apollo remains unclear, but it appears that it was through Hill's support that Gay's poem, "Wine," was published by William Keble at the Black-Spread-eagle in Westminster Hall in May 1708, around the same time Hill and Nahum Tate, the Poet Laureate, released a translation of part of the thirteenth book of Ovid's "Metamorphoses."
"[pg 10]Wine," a subject on which Gay, even at the age of twenty-two, could write with some authority, secured a sufficient popularity to be paid the doubtful compliment of piracy in 1709, by Henry Hill, of Blackfriars, on whom presently the author neatly revenged himself in his verses, "On a Miscellany of Poems to Bernard Lintott," by the following reference:—
"[pg 10]Wine," a topic that Gay could write about with some expertise even at twenty-two, gained enough popularity to earn the questionable honor of being pirated in 1709 by Henry Hill of Blackfriars. The author later got back at him in his poem "On a Miscellany of Poems to Bernard Lintott" with the following mention:—
This blank-verse poem, which may have been suggested by John Philips' "Cider," published in 1708, is written in the mock-heroic strain, and although it has no particular value, shows some sense of humorous exaggeration, of which Gay was presently to show himself a master.
This blank-verse poem, possibly inspired by John Philips' "Cider," published in 1708, is written in a mock-heroic style. While it may not hold significant value, it demonstrates a sense of humorous exaggeration, a skill that Gay would soon master.
These are the opening lines. The concluding passage describing the tippling revellers leaving the tavern suggests, as has more than once been pointed out, the hand that afterwards wrote "Trivia."
These are the opening lines. The final section describing the drunk partygoers leaving the bar suggests, as has been noted multiple times, the hand that later wrote "Trivia."
So far as is known, Gay preserved a profound silence for three years after his publication of "Wine," and then, on May 3rd, 1711, appeared from his pen, "The Present State of Wit, in a Letter to a Friend in the Country," sold at the reasonable price of three-pence. This attracted the attention of Swift. "Dr. Freind[9] ... pulled out a two-penny pamphlet just published, called 'The State of Wit', giving the characters of all the papers that have come out of late," he wrote in the "Journal to Stella," May 12: "The author seems to be a Whig, yet he speaks very highly of a paper called the Examiner, and says the supposed author of it is Dr. Swift. But, above all things, he praises the Tatlers and Spectators, and I believe Steele and Addison were privy to the printing of it. Thus is one treated by the impudent dogs." In this unambitious little sketch, as the author puts it, he gives "the histories and characters of all our periodical papers, whether monthly, weekly or diurnal," and it is, therefore, of value to the student of the early days of English journalism. He claimed to write without political bias: "I shall only promise that, as you know, I never cared one farthing either for Whig or Tory, so I shall consider our writers purely as they are such, without any respect to which party they belong." In "The Present State of Wit" most of the better-known periodical writers are introduced. Dr. William King is mentioned, not he who was the Archbishop of Dublin, nor he who was the Principal of St. Mary Hall, Oxford, but he of whom it was said that he "could write verses in a tavern three hours after he could not speak," who was the author of the "Art of Cookery" and the "Art of Love," and [pg 12]who in 1709 had fluttered the scientific dovecotes by parodying the "Philosophical Transactions" in the Useful Transactions in Philosophy and Other Sorts of Learning, of which, however, only three numbers were issued. John Ozell was pilloried as the author of the Monthly Amusement, which was not, as the title suggests, a periodical, but was merely a title invented to summarise his frequent appearances in print. "It is generally some French novel or play, indifferently translated, it is more or less taken notice of, as the original piece is more or less agreeable." Defoe takes his place in the gallery as the editor and principal contributor to the weekly Poor Review, that is, the Weekly Review (which was published weekly from February 19th, 1704, until 1712) which, says Gay, "is quite exhausted and grown so very contemptible, that though he has provoked all his brothers of the quill round, none of them will enter into a controversy with him."
As far as we know, Gay kept quiet for three years after publishing "Wine," and then, on May 3rd, 1711, he released "The Present State of Wit, in a Letter to a Friend in the Country," which was sold for just three pence. This caught Swift's attention. "Dr. Freind[9] ... pulled out a two-penny pamphlet just published, called 'The State of Wit', summarizing the characters of all the papers that have come out recently," he wrote in the "Journal to Stella," on May 12: "The author seems to be a Whig, yet he speaks very highly of a paper called the Examiner, claiming that its supposed author is Dr. Swift. But above all, he praises the Tatlers and Spectators, and I believe Steele and Addison were aware of its printing. That’s how one is treated by those impudent dogs." In this straightforward little piece, as the author describes it, he provides "the histories and characters of all our periodical papers, whether monthly, weekly, or daily," which makes it valuable for anyone studying the early days of English journalism. He asserted that he wrote without political bias: "I promise that, as you know, I never cared a bit for Whigs or Tories, so I will consider our writers purely as such, without any regard to which party they belong." In "The Present State of Wit," most of the well-known periodical writers are mentioned. Dr. William King is noted—not the Archbishop of Dublin or the Principal of St. Mary Hall, Oxford, but the one known for being able to write verses in a tavern three hours after he couldn’t speak, who authored the "Art of Cookery" and the "Art of Love," and [pg 12] who in 1709 had stirred up the scientific community by parodying the "Philosophical Transactions" in the Useful Transactions in Philosophy and Other Sorts of Learning, of which only three issues were released. John Ozell was ridiculed as the author of the Monthly Amusement, which, despite its title, was not actually a periodical but rather a name he made up to summarize his many print appearances. "It is usually some French novel or play, poorly translated, and it's taken notice of depending on how agreeable the original piece is." Defoe is featured as the editor and main contributor to the weekly Poor Review, also known as the Weekly Review (which was published weekly from February 19th, 1704, until 1712), which Gay says "has become so worn out and despised that even though he has angered all his fellow writers, none will engage in a dispute with him."
The periodical publications of the day are passed under review: the Observer, founded in 1702 by John Tutchin, and after his death five years later, conducted by George Ridpath, editor of the Flying Post, until 1712, when it had almost entirely ceased to please, and was finally extinguished by the Stamp Tax; the weekly Examiner, set up in August, 1710, in opposition to the Whig Taller, numbering among its contributors Dr. King, St. John, Prior, Atterbury, and Freind, and managed by Swift from No. 14 (October 26th, 1710); the Whig Examiner, the first issue of which appeared on September 14th, 1710, its five numbers being written by Addison; the Medley, another Whig paper, which ran from August, 1710, to August, 1711, and was edited by Arthur Mainwaring, with the assistance of Steele, Oldmixon, and Anthony Henley (a wit and a man of fortune, to whom Garth dedicated "The Dispensary," and who distinguished himself by describing Swift as "a beast for ever after the order of Melchisedec"). The Tatter, which appeared three times a week from April 12th, 1709, to January 2nd, 1711, was of course mentioned, [pg 13]and well-deserved tributes were paid to Steele and Addison. Of Addison he wrote with appreciation, but briefly: "This is that excellent friend to whom Mr. Steele owes so much, and who refuses to have his pen set before those pieces which the greatest pens in England would be proud to own. Indeed, they could hardly add to this gentleman's reputation, whose works in Latin and English poetry long since convinced the world that he was the greatest master in Europe of those two languages." Of Steele, Gay wrote at greater length: "To give you my own thoughts of this gentleman's writings, I shall, in the first place, observe that there is a noble difference between him and all the rest of our polite and gallant authors. The latter have endeavoured to please the age by falling in with them, and encourage them in their fashionable views and false notion of things. It would have been a jest, some time since, for a man to have asserted that anything witty could be said in praise of a married state, or that devotion and virtue were any way necessary to the character of a fine gentleman. Bickerstaff ventured to tell the town that they were a parcel of fops, fools and coquettes; but in such a manner as even pleased them, and made them more than half-inclined to believe that he spoke truth. Instead of complying with the false sentiments and vicious tastes of the age—either in morality, criticism, or good breeding—he has boldly assured them that they were altogether in the wrong; and commanded them, with an authority which perfectly well became him, to surrender themselves to his arguments for virtue and good sense. It is incredible to conceive the effect his writings have had on the town; how many thousand follies they have either quite banished, or given a very great check to! how much countenance they have added to virtue and religion! how many people they have rendered happy, by showing them it was their own fault if they were not so! and, lastly, how entirely they have convinced our young fops and young fellows of the value and advantages [pg 14]of learning! He has indeed rescued it out of the hands of pedants and fools, and discovered the true method of making it amicable and lovely to all mankind. In the dress he gives it, it is a welcome guest at tea-tables and assemblies, and is relished and caressed by the merchants on the 'Change. Accordingly there is not a lady at Court, nor a banker in Lombard Street who is not verily persuaded that Captain Steele is the greatest scholar and best casuist of any man in England. Lastly, his writings have set all our wits and men of letters on a new way of thinking, of which they had little or no notion before: and, although we cannot say that any of them have come up to the beauties of the original, I think we may venture to affirm, that every one of them writes and thinks much more justly than they did some time since."
The magazines of the time are reviewed: the Observer, started in 1702 by John Tutchin, and after his death five years later, run by George Ridpath, editor of the Flying Post, until 1712, when it almost completely lost favor and was finally shut down by the Stamp Tax; the weekly Examiner, launched in August 1710, in response to the Whig Taller, which featured contributors like Dr. King, St. John, Prior, Atterbury, and Freind, and was managed by Swift from No. 14 (October 26th, 1710); the Whig Examiner, first published on September 14th, 1710, with all five issues written by Addison; the Medley, another Whig paper, which ran from August 1710 to August 1711, edited by Arthur Mainwaring, with help from Steele, Oldmixon, and Anthony Henley (a witty and wealthy man, to whom Garth dedicated "The Dispensary," who made a name for himself by calling Swift "a beast forever after the order of Melchisedec"). The Tatter, published three times a week from April 12th, 1709, to January 2nd, 1711, was also mentioned, [pg 13] and Steele and Addison received well-deserved praise. Of Addison, he noted with appreciation, yet briefly: "This is that great friend to whom Mr. Steele owes so much, and who refuses to let his name stand beside works that the best writers in England would be proud to claim. Indeed, they could hardly enhance this gentleman's reputation, whose poetry in Latin and English has long convinced everyone that he is the greatest master in Europe of those two languages." Of Steele, Gay wrote in more detail: "To share my thoughts about this gentleman's writings, I’ll first point out that there is a noble difference between him and all our other stylish and gallant authors. The others have tried to please the public by pandering to them and encouraging their trendy views and misconceptions. Not long ago, it would have been absurd for someone to suggest that anything clever could be said in praise of marriage or that devotion and virtue were necessary to the character of a fine gentleman. Bickerstaff dared to tell the town that they were a bunch of fops, fools, and coquettes; but he did it in a way that even pleased them and made them more than half-inclined to believe he was telling the truth. Instead of going along with the false sentiments and bad tastes of the time—whether in morality, criticism, or manners—he confidently assured them they were completely wrong; and with an authority that suited him perfectly, he commanded them to accept his arguments for virtue and good sense. It’s hard to imagine the impact his writings have had on the town; how many thousands of foolish ideas they have either completely eliminated or seriously curbed! How much support they have given to virtue and religion! How many people they have made happy by showing them it was their own fault if they weren’t! And lastly, how completely they have convinced our young fops and fellows of the value and benefits [pg 14] of learning! He has truly reclaimed it from the hands of pedants and fools and showed us the best way to make it friendly and appealing to everyone. In the form he gives it, it’s a welcome guest at tea tables and social gatherings, appreciated and embraced by merchants in the 'Change. As a result, there isn’t a lady at Court or a banker on Lombard Street who isn’t firmly convinced that Captain Steele is the greatest scholar and best thinker in all of England. Finally, his writings have set all our witty people and men of letters on a new path of thinking, one they had little or no idea about before: and while we can’t say any of them have matched the beauty of the original, we can confidently claim that each of them writes and thinks much more accurately than they did some time ago."
Gay's agreeable personality secured him many friends. Not later than the spring of 1711 he made the acquaintance of Henry Cromwell, whom he later described as "the honest hatless Cromwell with red breeches," by whom he was introduced to Pope, who was at this time a member of Addison's circle, and generally recognised as a rising man of letters. Pope evidently liked Gay, who was his senior by nearly three years, but was as a child in worldly wisdom. On July 15th, 1711, Pope wrote to Cromwell, "Pray give my service to all my friends, and to Mr. Gay in particular";[10] and again, nine days later, addressing the same correspondent, he said: "My humble services, too, to Mr. Gay, of whose paper ['The Present State of Wit'] I have made mention to [Erasmus] Lewis."[11] Gay, ever anxious to please those whom he liked and, perhaps, especially those who might be of use to him, when writing the verses, "On a Miscellany of Poems to Bernard Lintott" (which appeared in that publisher's Miscellany issued in May, 1712), eagerly took advantage to ingratiate himself with a number of people, in so far as he could do this [pg 15]by means of compliments. Gay tells the publisher that if he will only choose his authors from "the successful bards" praised by the author, then "praise with profit shall reward thy pains"; and—
Gay's friendly personality earned him many friends. By spring 1711, he met Henry Cromwell, who he later referred to as "the honest hatless Cromwell in red breeches." Cromwell introduced him to Pope, who was part of Addison's group and recognized as an up-and-coming writer. Pope clearly liked Gay, who was almost three years older but lacked worldly experience. On July 15, 1711, Pope wrote to Cromwell, saying, "Please send my regards to all my friends, especially to Mr. Gay"; and again, nine days later, he addressed the same person, saying: "Please send my humble regards to Mr. Gay, whose paper ['The Present State of Wit'] I've mentioned to [Erasmus] Lewis." Gay, always eager to please those he liked—and perhaps especially those who could help him—when writing the verses "On a Miscellany of Poems to Bernard Lintott" (which appeared in that publisher's Miscellany released in May 1712), took the opportunity to win over several people through compliments. Gay tells the publisher that if he chooses his authors from "the successful bards" the author praises, then "praise with profit shall reward thy efforts"; and—
but, since an author should not praise one publisher at the expense of another, he has already had a kindly word for that more celebrated publisher, Jacob Tonson—"Jacob's mighty name." It may be mentioned in passing that Gay's "Poems on Several Occasions" bear the joint imprint of Lintott and Tonson. Gay waxed eloquent in these verses, when writing of the other contributors to the Miscellany, and bestowed praise upon his brother-poets in no measured quantity:—
but, since an author shouldn’t favor one publisher over another, he has already said nice things about the more famous publisher, Jacob Tonson—“Jacob’s mighty name.” It’s worth noting that Gay’s “Poems on Several Occasions” has the joint imprint of Lintott and Tonson. Gay got quite passionate in these verses when writing about the other contributors to the Miscellany, generously praising his fellow poets:—
It was in reference to these complimentary lines (which Pope saw in manuscript) that, on December 21st, 1711, Pope wrote to Cromwell: "I will willingly return Mr. Gay my thanks for the favour of his poem, and in particular for his kind mention of me."[14] That letter is interesting also as being the last exchanged between Pope and his old friend; and it is instructive, as showing how the acquaintance between the poets was already ripening, that Pope turned to Gay in his distress at the defection of his earlier friend. "Our friend, Mr. Cromwell, too, has been silent all this year. I believe he has been displeased at some or other of my freedoms, which I very innocently take, and most with those I think my friends," he wrote to Gay on November 13th, 1712. "But this I know nothing of; perhaps he may have opened to you, and if I know you right, you are of a temper to cement friendships, and not to divide them. I really very much love Mr. Cromwell, [pg 17]and have a true affection for yourself, which, if I had any interest in the world, or power with those who have, I should not be long without manifesting to you."[15]
It was regarding these complimentary lines (which Pope saw in manuscript) that, on December 21st, 1711, Pope wrote to Cromwell: "I will gladly thank Mr. Gay for the favor of his poem, especially for his kind mention of me."[14] That letter is interesting as it was the last exchanged between Pope and his old friend; and it shows how their relationship was already deepening, as Pope turned to Gay for support after his earlier friend distanced himself. "Our friend, Mr. Cromwell, has also been quiet all this year. I think he’s been upset with some of my comments, which I take very innocently, especially with those I consider friends," he wrote to Gay on November 13th, 1712. "But I have no idea what it’s about; maybe he has talked to you, and if I know you well, you’re the kind of person who brings friends together rather than splits them apart. I really care about Mr. Cromwell, [pg 17]and I have a genuine affection for you, which, if I had any influence in the world, or connections with those who do, I wouldn’t hesitate to show you."[15]
If Pope had lost the friendship of Henry Cromwell, he was certainly anxious to strengthen the bond that was beginning to be forged between himself and Gay, to whom he wrote again: "I desire you will not, either out of modesty, or a vicious distrust of another's value for you—those two eternal foes to merit—imagine that your letters and conversation are not always welcome to me. There is no man more entirely fond of good-nature or ingenuity than myself, and I have seen too much of these qualities in Mr. Gay to be anything less than his most affectionate friend and real servant."[16] That the intimacy between the poets waxed apace is evident, for when Pope wrote "A Farewell to London in the year 1715," the concluding stanza was:—
If Pope had lost the friendship of Henry Cromwell, he was definitely eager to strengthen the bond that was starting to form between him and Gay, to whom he wrote again: "I hope you won’t, out of modesty or a deep-seated doubt about how others value you—those two eternal enemies of merit—think that your letters and conversations aren't always welcome to me. There’s no one who appreciates good nature or cleverness more than I do, and I’ve seen these qualities in Mr. Gay, making me nothing less than his most affectionate friend and true supporter."[16] It’s clear that the friendship between the poets grew quickly, because when Pope wrote "A Farewell to London" in 1715, the final stanza was:—
Footnotes:
References:
Gay's Chair, p. 13.
Gay's Chair, p. 13.
Dictionary of National Biography.
Dictionary of National Biography.
Gay's Chair.
Gay's Chair.
Rural Sports.
Country Sports.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 13.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 13.
George Cheyne (1671-1743), physician, practised first at London, and then at Bath.
George Cheyne (1671-1743), a physician, initially practiced in London before moving to Bath.
"The Epigrammatical Petition" is printed on p. 29 of this work,
"The Epigrammatical Petition" is printed on p. 29 of this work,
"Key to 'Three Hours after Marriage,'" p. 7.
"Key to 'Three Hours after Marriage,'" p. 7."
John Freind (1675-1728), physician.
John Freind (1675-1728), doctor.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 123.
Pope: Works (edited by Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 123.
Ibid., VI, p. 124.
Ibid., VI, p. 124.
A reference to "The Mourning Muse of Alexis: A Pastoral Lamentary on the Death of Queen Mary." In this piece the Queen is spoken of as "Pastora."
A reference to "The Mourning Muse of Alexis: A Pastoral Lamentary on the Death of Queen Mary." In this piece, the Queen is referred to as "Pastora."
The references are to "Henry and Emma" and "Hans Carvel."
The references are to "Henry and Emma" and "Hans Carvel."
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 130.
Pope: Works (edited by Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 130.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 408.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 408.
Ibid., VII, p. 409.
Ibid., VII, p. 409.
CHAPTER III
1713
"RURAL SPORTS," "THE FAN," "THE WIFE OF BATH," ETC.
There has been preserved a letter written by Aaron Hill to Richard Savage, June 23rd, 1766, which contains information concerning the life of the poet during the next two years. "I would willingly satisfy the curiosity of your friend, in relation to Mr. Gay, if it were not easy to get much further information than I am able to give, from Mr. Budgell or Mr. Pope; to the first of whom, the beginning of his life was best known, and to the last, its afternoon and evening," Hill wrote. "As to your question, whether Mr. Gay was ever a domestic of the Duchess of Monmouth, I can answer it in the affirmative; he was her secretary about the year 1713, and continued so, till he went over to Hanover, in the beginning of the following year, with Lord Clarendon, who was sent thither by Queen Anne. At his return, upon the death of that Queen, all his hopes became withered, but Mr. Pope (who you know, is an excellent planter) revived and invigorated his bays, and indeed, very generously supported him, in some more solid improvements; for remember a letter, wherein he invited him, with a very impoetical warmth that, so long as he himself had a shilling, Mr. Gay should be welcome to sixpence of it, nay, to eightpence, if he could but contrive to live on a groat."[1]
A letter from Aaron Hill to Richard Savage, dated June 23, 1766, has been preserved, detailing the poet's life over the next two years. "I would gladly satisfy your friend's curiosity about Mr. Gay, but it's easy to find more information than I can provide from Mr. Budgell or Mr. Pope. The former knows best about the start of his life, and the latter knows about the later years," Hill wrote. "Regarding your question of whether Mr. Gay was ever a domestic servant for the Duchess of Monmouth, I can confirm that he was her secretary around 1713 and held that position until he went to Hanover early the next year with Lord Clarendon, who was sent there by Queen Anne. Upon his return, after that Queen's death, all his hopes faded, but Mr. Pope (who, as you know, is an exceptional supporter) revived and boosted his prospects and generously supported him in more concrete improvements; remember a letter in which he invited him, with an unusually warm tone, that as long as he had a shilling, Mr. Gay would be welcome to sixpence of it, or even eightpence if he could manage to live on a groat."[1]
It is now happily possible to elaborate the information given in this letter. Owing to the kindly offices of one or other of his friends, Gay had secured the appointment of domestic secretary to the Duchess of [pg 19]Monmouth. Anne Scott, Duchess of Buccleuch in her own right, had in 1663 married the Duke of Monmouth. He was executed for high treason in 1683, and three years later his widow married Charles, third Baron Cornwallis. Though she had not long mourned her first husband, she did not forget that he was on his father's side of the blood royal, and to the end of her days she preserved a regal state, which, however, did not make her unpopular at Court. "The Princess," wrote Lady Cowper, "loved her mightily, and certainly no woman of her years ever deserved it so well. She had all the life and fire of youth, and it was marvellous to see that the many afflictions she had suffered had not touched her wit and good nature, but at upwards of three-score she had both in their full perfection." Upon this appointment Dr. Johnson commented: "By quitting a shop for such service Gay might gain leisure, but he certainly advanced little on the boast of independence." As has been seen, however, there was an interval of several years between Gay's apprenticeship and his taking up this position as the Duchess's amanuensis—for it is doubtful if he ever attained to an office more responsible than this—he secured board and lodging, a little pocket money, and no doubt ample leisure. It was necessary for Gay to earn his livelihood, for he had spent his patrimony, and the earnings of his pen were as yet negligible. Indeed, the situation was almost ideal for an impecunious young man of letters. Anyhow, Gay was delighted, and Pope not less so. "It has been my good fortune within this month past to hear more things that have pleased me than, I think, in all my time besides," Pope wrote to Gay, December 24th, 1712; "but nothing, upon my word, has been so homefelt a satisfaction as the news you tell me of yourself; and you are not in the least mistaken when you congratulate me upon your own good success, for I have more people out of whom to be happy, than any ill-natured man can boast of." Pope, now well aware of Gay's natural indolence, was careful [pg 20]in this same letter to urge him to devote himself to literary labours in his leisure hours. "I shall see you this winter with much greater pleasure than I could the last, and I hope as much of your time as your Duchess will allow you to spare to any friend will not be thought lost upon one who is as much so as any man," he added. "I must also put you in mind, though you are now secretary to this lady, you are likewise secretary to nine other ladies, and are to write sometimes for them too. He who is forced to live wholly upon those ladies' favours is indeed in as precarious a condition as any who does what Chaucer says for subsistence; but they are very agreeable companions, like other ladies, when a man only passes a night or so with them at his leisure, and away."[2]
It is now great to be able to expand on the information in this letter. Thanks to the help of his friends, Gay got the job of domestic secretary to the Duchess of [pg 19]Monmouth. Anne Scott, Duchess of Buccleuch in her own right, married the Duke of Monmouth in 1663. He was executed for treason in 1683, and three years later, his widow married Charles, the third Baron Cornwallis. Although she didn't mourn her first husband for long, she remembered that he came from royal blood on his father's side, and throughout her life, she maintained a regal presence, which, however, didn’t make her unpopular at Court. "The Princess," Lady Cowper wrote, "was very fond of her, and certainly no woman her age ever deserved it more. She had all the vitality and passion of youth, and it was remarkable to see that despite the many hardships she had endured, her wit and good nature remained intact; even at over sixty, she had both in full measure." Regarding this appointment, Dr. Johnson remarked: "By leaving a shop for this role, Gay might gain some free time, but he certainly didn't enhance his claim to independence." However, it’s been noted that there was a gap of several years between Gay's apprenticeship and his assumption of this role as the Duchess's assistant—it's questionable if he ever held a more responsible position than this—he got food and housing, a bit of spending money, and likely plenty of free time. Gay needed to support himself since he had spent his inheritance, and his writing income was still very low. In fact, this situation was almost perfect for a broke young writer. In any case, Gay was thrilled, and Pope was just as pleased. "I’ve had more good news in the past month than I think I’ve ever had," Pope wrote to Gay on December 24, 1712; "but nothing, honestly, has brought me such happiness as what you’ve told me about yourself; and you’re absolutely right to congratulate me on your success, as I have more people to be happy for than any bitter person could claim." Now well aware of Gay's natural laziness, Pope made sure in the same letter to encourage him to focus on his writing during his free time. "I’ll enjoy seeing you this winter much more than I did last time, and I hope that whatever time you can spare from the Duchess to any friend won’t be seen as wasted on someone who needs it as much as anyone," he added. "I also need to remind you that although you’re now the secretary to this lady, you’re also the secretary to nine other ladies and will have to write for them sometimes too. Anyone who has to rely entirely on those ladies' goodwill is indeed in as unstable a position as anyone who does what Chaucer suggests for a living; but they’re very pleasant companions, like other ladies, when you only spend a night or two with them at your convenience, and then leave." [2]
Gay, the most amiable of men, never resented advice, perhaps because he so rarely followed it. In this case, however, he was surprisingly amenable. During the short time he was in the service of the Duchess of Monmouth, he drove his quill with some assiduity, and, indeed, at this period of his life he, who was presently distinguished as the laziest of men, worked diligently.
Gay, the friendliest of guys, never took offense to advice, probably because he hardly ever acted on it. In this situation, though, he was surprisingly open to it. During the brief time he worked for the Duchess of Monmouth, he wrote with some dedication, and at that point in his life, he, who would soon be known as the laziest man, worked hard.
Before joining the household of the Duchess, he had written "Rural Sports: A Georgic," and this was published on January 13th, 1713, by Jacob Tonson, with an inscription to Pope:—
Before joining the Duchess's household, he had written "Rural Sports: A Georgic," which was published on January 13th, 1713, by Jacob Tonson, featuring an inscription to Pope:—
During 1713 Gay wrote such trifles as papers on "Reproof and Flattery," and "Dress," which were printed in the Guardian on March 24th and September 21st respectively; and some verses, "Panthea," "Araminta," "A Thought on Eternity," and "A Contemplation on Night," which appeared in Steele's "Poetical Miscellany." A more ambitious work was "The Fan," which had [pg 21]occupied him during the earlier part of the year. He was greatly interested in its composition, and corresponded with Pope while it was being written. "I am very much recreated and refreshed with the news of the advancement of 'The Fan,' which I doubt not will delight the eye and sense of the fair, as long as that agreeable machine shall play in the hands of posterity," Pope wrote to him, August 23rd, 1713: "I am glad your Fan is mounted so soon, but I would have you varnish and glaze it at your leisure, and polish the sticks as much as you can. You may then cause it to be borne in the hands of both sexes, no less in Britain than it is in China, where it is ordinary for a mandarin to fan himself cool after a debate, and a statesman to hide his face with it when he tells a grave lie."[3] Again, on October 23rd, Pope wrote: "I shall go into the country about a month hence, and shall then desire to take along with me your poem of 'The Fan.'" The most ambitious as yet of Gay's writings, there are few to-day, however, who will question the judgment of Mr. Austin Dobson, "one of his least successful efforts, and, though touched by Pope, now unreadable."
During 1713, Gay wrote some light pieces like papers on "Reproof and Flattery" and "Dress," which were published in the Guardian on March 24th and September 21st, respectively. He also penned several poems: "Panthea," "Araminta," "A Thought on Eternity," and "A Contemplation on Night," which appeared in Steele's "Poetical Miscellany." A more ambitious project was "The Fan," which he had been working on during the earlier part of the year. He was very engaged in its creation and communicated with Pope while writing it. "I am very much refreshed by the news of the progress of 'The Fan,' which I have no doubt will please the eyes and senses of the fair, as long as that delightful tool remains in the hands of future generations," Pope wrote to him on August 23rd, 1713: "I’m glad your Fan is put together so quickly, but I would advise you to finish it at your own pace, and polish the sticks as much as possible. You could then have it carried by both men and women, as common in Britain as it is in China, where it’s usual for a mandarin to fan himself cool after a discussion, and for a statesman to cover his face with it while telling a serious lie."[3] Again, on October 23rd, Pope wrote: "I’ll go to the country about a month from now and would like to take your poem 'The Fan' with me." Although it's one of Gay’s more ambitious works, few today would challenge Mr. Austin Dobson’s assessment that it’s "one of his least successful efforts, and, despite Pope's involvement, now unreadable."
Gay had thus early a leaning to the theatre, where presently he was to score one of his greatest successes, and he wrote "The Wife of Bath," which was produced at Drury Lane on May 12th, 1713. Steele gave it a "puff preliminary" in No. 50 of the Guardian (May 8th).
Gay had developed an interest in the theater early on, where he would soon achieve one of his biggest successes. He wrote "The Wife of Bath," which premiered at Drury Lane on May 12th, 1713. Steele gave it a "puff preliminary" in No. 50 of the Guardian (May 8th).
Gay was now become known as a man of letters, and had made many friends. Johnson says: "Gay was the general favourite of the whole association of wits; but they regarded him as a playfellow rather than as a partner, and treated him with more fondness than respect."[4] There is some truth in this view, but of the affection he inspired there is no doubt. To know him was to love him. Wherein exactly lay his charm it is not easy now to say; but his gentle good-nature and his utter helplessness seems [pg 22]to have appealed to those of sterner mould. The extracts already given from Pope's correspondence show the affection with which he was inspired for his brother of the pen. Pope took him so completely under his massive wing that he remarked later, "they would call him one of my éleves."[5] Pope accepted the position, and introduced him to his circle. He made him known to Swift, and that great man loved him as he loved no other man; and to Parnell, Arbuthnot, Ford—the "joyous Ford" of "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece"—and Bolingbroke, in all of whom he inspired an affection, which endured through life. Parnell and Pope wrote jointly to him, and while in 1714 Pope was still addressing him as "Dear Mr. Gay," Parnell had already thrown aside all formality and greeted him as "Dear Gay." His old schoolfellow, William Fortescue, cleaved to him, and they were in such constant communication that when Pope wanted to see Fortescue, it was to Gay he appealed to arrange a meeting. The terms on which Gay was with the set is shown in Pope's letter to him, written from Binfield, May 4th, 1714: "Pray give, with the utmost fidelity and esteem, my hearty service to the Dean, Dr. Arbuthnot, Mr. Ford, and to Mr. Fortescue. Let them also know at Button's that I am mindful of them."[6] Erasmus Lewis Gay knew now, and Caryll too, and the rest of the small literary set, who, with gusto, made him welcome among them. Indeed, when the "Memoirs of Scriblerus" were in contemplation, and, indeed, begun in 1713, Gay, then comparatively unknown, was invited to take a hand in the composition with the greatest men of the day. "The design of the Memoirs of Scriblerus was to have ridiculed all the false tastes in learning, under a character of a man of capacity enough, that had dipped into every art and science, but injudiciously in each," we have been told. "It was begun by a club of some of the greatest wits of the age. Lord Oxford, [pg 23]the Bishop of Rochester, Mr. Pope, Congreve, Arbuthnot, Swift, and others. Gay often held the pen; and Addison liked it well enough, and was not disinclined to come in to it."[7] It does not transpire whether Gay had at this time met Swift, but that soon after they were in correspondence, appears from a letter from Pope to Swift, June 18th, 1714: "I shall translate Homer by the by. Mr. Gay has acquainted you with what progress I have made in it. I cannot name Mr. Gay without all the acknowledgments which I shall owe you, on his account."[8]
Gay had become known as a man of letters and had made many friends. Johnson says: "Gay was the general favorite of the whole group of wits; but they viewed him as a playmate rather than a collaborator, treating him with more fondness than respect."[4] There is some truth to this perspective, but there’s no doubt about the affection he inspired. To know him was to love him. It's not easy to pinpoint exactly what his charm was; however, his gentle nature and complete helplessness seemed to appeal to those with a tougher demeanor. The letters we've already seen from Pope's correspondence show the affection he felt for his fellow writer. Pope took him completely under his protective wing, later commenting, "they would call him one of my éleves."[5] Pope accepted this role and introduced him to his circle. He introduced him to Swift, who loved him more than any other man; and to Parnell, Arbuthnot, Ford—the "joyous Ford" from "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece"—and Bolingbroke, all of whom developed a lasting affection for him. Parnell and Pope wrote to him together, and while in 1714 Pope still addressed him as "Dear Mr. Gay," Parnell had already dropped the formalities and called him "Dear Gay." His old schoolmate, William Fortescue, remained loyal, and they communicated so frequently that when Pope wanted to see Fortescue, he turned to Gay to arrange it. The nature of Gay's relationship with the group is highlighted in a letter from Pope to him, written from Binfield on May 4th, 1714: "Please give, with the utmost sincerity and respect, my warm regards to the Dean, Dr. Arbuthnot, Mr. Ford, and Mr. Fortescue. Let them also know at Button's that I am thinking of them."[6] Erasmus Lewis, Gay, Caryll, and the rest of the small literary circle welcomed him enthusiastically. Indeed, when the "Memoirs of Scriblerus" were being planned, and actually started in 1713, Gay, who was then relatively unknown, was invited to contribute alongside the greatest figures of the time. "The aim of the Memoirs of Scriblerus was to ridicule all the false tastes in learning, under the guise of a capable man who had dabbled in every art and science, but ineffectively in all," we’ve been told. "It was initiated by a club of some of the greatest wits of the age: Lord Oxford, [pg 23]the Bishop of Rochester, Mr. Pope, Congreve, Arbuthnot, Swift, and others. Gay often took up the pen; and Addison liked it enough and was not opposed to joining in."[7] It's unclear whether Gay had met Swift at this time, but it is evident from a letter from Pope to Swift on June 18th, 1714, that they were soon corresponding: "I shall translate Homer on the side. Mr. Gay has informed you about my progress with it. I can’t mention Mr. Gay without expressing all the thanks I owe you on his behalf."[8]
Footnotes:
References:
Hill: Works (ed. 1754), I, p. 325.
Hill: Works (1754), vol. I, p. 325.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 409.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 409.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 412.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 412.
Johnson: Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 268.
Johnson: Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 268.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 145.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 145.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 415.
Pope: Works (edited by Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 415.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 123.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. 16, p. 123.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 10.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 10.
CHAPTER IV
1714
"THE SHEPHERD'S WEEK," "A LETTER TO A LADY."
The outstanding literary event in Gay's career in 1714 was the pastoral, "The Shepherd's Week," which was published by R. Burleigh on April 15th, which contained a "Proeme to the Courteous Reader," and a "Prologue to the Right Honourable the Lord Viscount Bolingbroke," which was, in fact, a dedication:—
The highlight of Gay's career in 1714 was the pastoral, "The Shepherd's Week," published by R. Burleigh on April 15th. It included a "Preface to the Courteous Reader" and a "Prologue to the Right Honourable the Lord Viscount Bolingbroke," which was essentially a dedication:—
The author then states that he had heard of the Queen's illness and how the skill of Arbuthnot had restored her to health:—
The author then mentions that he had heard about the Queen's illness and how Arbuthnot's skill had brought her back to health:—
[pg 25]Such loyalty, of course, the hardest heart must touch, but loyalty in this case had its reward, and the journey to Court was well worth the pains:—
[pg 25]Such loyalty, of course, must touch even the hardest heart, but in this case, loyalty was rewarded, and the trip to Court was definitely worth the effort:—
But charming as were these ladies, there was still a better sight in store for the visitor:—
But as charming as these ladies were, the visitor had an even better sight ahead:—
It was not Bolingbroke who inspired the pastorals, though he accepted the dedication. The true history of the origin of "The Shepherd's Week" is well set out by Mr. Underhill. "These pastorals, it should be explained, were written at the instigation of Pope," he has written. "The sixth volume of Tonson's 'Miscellany' had concluded with Pope's Pastorals and begun with those of Ambrose Philips. A few years after its publication a [pg 26]writer in the Guardian[1] (probably Tickell[2]) discussed the Pastoral in a series of papers, and gave the most extravagant praise to Philips. 'Theocritus,' he remarked, 'left his dominions to Virgil; Virgil left his to his son Spenser; and Spenser was succeeded by his eldest born, Philips.' Pope was not mentioned, and he set himself to redress the injustice by a device of characteristic subtlety. He wrote a sixth paper, in which he continued to illustrate the true principles of pastoral poetry from Philips' practice, but in such a way as to show the judicious reader by the examples given either the absurdity of Philips or the superior merit of Pope. The article was anonymously or pseudonymously forwarded to the Guardian, and was in due course published. Philips was furious, and providing himself with a birch rod, threatened to flog Pope. The latter, not content with his ingenious revenge, prevailed upon his friend Gay to continue the warfare and to burlesque Philips' performances in a series of realistic representations of country life."[3] Gay entered into the sport with joy—it was a game after his own heart, and one for which his talent was particularly fitted. He begins his "Proeme to the Gentle Reader" with a most palpable hit: "Great marvel hath it been (and that not unworthily) to diverse worthy wits, that in this our island of Britain, in all rare sciences so greatly abounding, more especially in all kinds of poesie highly flourishing, no poet (though other ways of notable cunning in roundelays) hath hit on the right simple eclogue after this true ancient guise of Theocritus, before this mine attempt. Other Poet travelling in this plain highway of Pastoral I know none." Presently comes an attack but little disguised on Philips: "Thou will not find my shepherdesses idly piping on oaten reeds, but milking the kine, tying up the sheaves, [pg 27]or if the hogs are astray driving them to their styes. My shepherd gathereth none other nosegays but what are the growth of our own fields, he sleepeth not under myrtle shades, but under a hedge, nor doth he vigilantly defend his flocks from wolves, because there are none, as maister Spenser well observeth:—
It wasn’t Bolingbroke who inspired the pastorals, although he did accept the dedication. The true origin story of "The Shepherd's Week" is clearly explained by Mr. Underhill. "These pastorals, it should be noted, were written at Pope's prompt," he states. "The sixth volume of Tonson's 'Miscellany' ended with Pope's Pastorals and started with those of Ambrose Philips. A few years after it was published, a writer in the Guardian (probably Tickell) discussed the Pastoral in a series of articles and gave Philips the most over-the-top praise. He noted, 'Theocritus passed his throne to Virgil; Virgil passed his to his son Spenser; and Spenser was succeeded by his firstborn, Philips.' Pope was not mentioned, and he decided to correct this oversight with a clever twist. He wrote a sixth paper, where he continued to explain the true principles of pastoral poetry based on Philips' work, but in a way that would show the discerning reader either the foolishness of Philips or the greater talent of Pope. The article was sent to the Guardian anonymously or under a pseudonym, and eventually got published. Philips was furious and armed himself with a birch rod, threatening to beat Pope. Not satisfied with his clever revenge, Pope convinced his friend Gay to keep the feud going and to parody Philips' work in a series of realistic portrayals of country life. Gay eagerly joined in—it was a pastime he loved and one that played to his strengths. He starts his "Proeme to the Gentle Reader" with a pointed jab: "It has been a great wonder (and rightly so) to various esteemed minds that in this our island of Britain, rich in rare arts and especially thriving in all kinds of poetry, no poet (though skillful in other forms like roundelays) has created a truly simple eclogue in the ancient style of Theocritus before my attempt. I know of no other poet traveling this straightforward path of pastoral." Soon follows a barely concealed attack on Philips: "You won’t find my shepherdesses idly playing on oaten reeds, but milking cows, tying up sheaves, or if the pigs are wandering, driving them back to the pens. My shepherd gathers no bouquets but those that grow in our fields, he doesn’t nap under myrtle shades, but under a hedge, and he doesn’t vigilantly protect his flocks from wolves, because there aren’t any, as master Spenser rightly notes:—
Yet a third extract from this satirical "Proeme" must be given, and this in connection with the language of these eclogues: "That principally, courteous reader, whereof I would have thee to be advertised (seeing I depart from the vulgar usage) is touching the language of my shepherds; which is soothly to say, such as is neither spoken by the country maiden or the courtly dame; nay, not only such as in the present times is not uttered, but was never uttered in times past; and, if I judge aright, will never be uttered in times future. It having too much of the country to be fit for the court, too much of the court to be fit for the country; too much of the language of old times to be fit for the present, too much of the present to have been fit for the old, and too much of both to be fit for any time to come. Granted also it is, that in this my language, I seem unto myself, as a London mason, who calculateth his work for a term of years, when he buildeth with old material upon a ground-rent that is not his own, which soon turneth to rubbish and ruins. For this point, no reason can I allege, only deep learned examples having led me thereunto."
Yet another excerpt from this satirical "Proeme" needs to be shared, especially regarding the language of these eclogues: "What I want you, kind reader, to be aware of (since I'm straying from common usage) is about the language of my shepherds; which, honestly speaking, is neither spoken by the country girl nor by the courtly lady; in fact, not only is it not spoken today, but it was never spoken in the past; and, if I'm correct, it will never be spoken in the future. It contains too much of the countryside to be suitable for the court, too much of the court to be suitable for the countryside; too much of the language from the past to fit the present, too much of the present to have been appropriate for the past, and too much of both to suit any future time. I also admit that in this language of mine, I feel like a London mason who calculates his work over many years, using old materials on land that isn’t his own, which soon turns to rubble and ruins. As for justification, I can offer none, except for the fact that deep scholarly examples have led me here."
All this is pretty fooling; but Gay, who in the beginning intended "The Shepherd's Week" to be merely a burlesque, according to the suggestion of Pope, was carried away by his interest in the subject-matter, and produced a poem of undoubted value as a picture of rural life in his own day. With it he won approval as an original poet in his own day, and three centuries after critics still write in praise of it.
All of this is quite misleading; however, Gay, who initially meant for "The Shepherd's Week" to be just a parody, as suggested by Pope, became deeply invested in the topic and ended up creating a poem that undeniably captures the essence of rural life in his time. Because of this, he gained recognition as an original poet in his era, and even three centuries later, critics continue to praise his work.
"[pg 28]These Pastorals were originally intended, I suppose, as a burlesque on those of Philips'; but, perhaps without designing it, Gay has hit the true spirit of pastoral poetry," Goldsmith said; and Dr. Johnson wrote: "The effect of reality of truth became conspicuous, even when the intention was to show them grovelling and degraded. These pastorals became popular, and were read with delight, as just representations of rural manners and occupations, by those who had no interest in the rivalry of the poets, nor knowledge of the critical disputes."[4] Southey, too, had a kind word to say: "In attempting the burlesque Gay copied nature, and his unexpected success might have taught his contemporaries a better taste. Few poets seem to have possessed so quick and observing an eye"[5]; and, coming to the present critics, Mr. Austin Dobson utters commendation: "The object went far beyond its avowed object of ridicule, and Gay's eclogues abound with interesting folk-lore and closely studied rural pictures."[6]
"[pg 28]These Pastorals were originally meant, I think, as a parody of those by Philips; but, perhaps without intending it, Gay captured the true essence of pastoral poetry," Goldsmith said; and Dr. Johnson wrote: "The effect of reality and truth became obvious, even when the goal was to depict them as pathetic and lowly. These pastorals became popular and were enjoyed as accurate representations of rural life and work, by those who had no interest in the rivalry of the poets, nor knowledge of the critical debates."[4] Southey, too, praised them: "In trying to parody, Gay imitated nature, and his unexpected success might have taught his contemporaries a better sense of taste. Few poets seem to have had such a keen and observant eye"[5]; and regarding contemporary critics, Mr. Austin Dobson offers praise: "The goal went far beyond its stated aim of ridicule, and Gay's eclogues are full of fascinating folk lore and well-observed rural scenes."[6]
With all his unworldliness Gay always had an eager, if not very keen, eye on the main chance, and finding himself surrounded by men of influence, he not unnaturally, in a day when men of letters often found their reward in Government places or in sinecures, looked to his acquaintances to further his interests. Great Britain was at this time represented at the Court of Hanover by a Mission which was from 1709 in charge of the Secretary, J. D'Alais, except when Special Missions were dispatched. Lord Rivers was Minister Plenipotentiary in 1710, and Thomas Harley went there as Ambassador Extraordinary in July, 1712, and again in the following February. Henry Paget, first Lord Burton, was appointed Ambassador in April, 1714, but resigned before he set forth, and Lord Clarendon was nominated in his stead.
With all his naivety, Gay always kept an eye out for opportunities, and finding himself surrounded by influential people, it was natural for him to look to his connections for help, especially in a time when writers often gained rewards through government jobs or comfortable positions. At that time, Great Britain was represented at the Court of Hanover by a Mission, overseen by Secretary J. D'Alais since 1709, except when special missions were sent. Lord Rivers served as Minister Plenipotentiary in 1710, and Thomas Harley went there as Ambassador Extraordinary in July 1712 and again the following February. Henry Paget, the first Lord Burton, was appointed Ambassador in April 1714 but resigned before he could leave, and Lord Clarendon was chosen in his place.
[pg 29]JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
"Since you went out of town, my Lord Clarendon was appointed Envoy-Extraordinary to Hanover in the room of Mr. Paget, and by making use of those friends, which I entirely owe to you, he has accepted me for his Secretary. This day, by appointment, I met his Lordship at Mr. Secretary Bromley's office; he then ordered me to be ready by Saturday. I am quite off from the Duchess of Monmouth. Mr. Lewis was very ready to serve me upon this occasion, as were Dr. Arbuthnot and Mr. Ford. I am every day attending my Lord Treasurer [Oxford] for his bounty, in order to set me out, which he has promised me upon the following petition, which I sent him by Dr. Arbuthnot:—
"Since you went out of town, my Lord Clarendon has been appointed Envoy-Extraordinary to Hanover instead of Mr. Paget, and thanks to those connections that I owe entirely to you, he has accepted me as his Secretary. Today, as scheduled, I met his Lordship at Mr. Secretary Bromley's office; he then told me to be ready by Saturday. I’m completely done with the Duchess of Monmouth. Mr. Lewis was very willing to help me in this situation, as were Dr. Arbuthnot and Mr. Ford. I am meeting with my Lord Treasurer [Oxford] every day for his support, which he promised me based on the petition I sent him through Dr. Arbuthnot:—"
But go where good people gather:
You can live without money in the plains.
But never without it at court.
If, when I was playing around with the young men,
I dressed myself in silver and blue:
When I'm overseas and in courts, I will wander,
Please, my Lord, how much money do you need?
We had the honour of the Treasurer's company last Saturday, when we sat upon Scriblerus. Pope is in town and has brought with him the first book of Homer. I am this evening to be at Mr. Lewis's with [Dr. Benjamin Pratt] the Provost [of Dublin College], Mr. Ford, Parnell, and Pope."
We had the pleasure of having the Treasurer with us last Saturday when we gathered at Scriblerus. Pope is in town and has brought the first book of Homer with him. I'm going to be at Mr. Lewis's tonight with [Dr. Benjamin Pratt] the Provost [of Dublin College], Mr. Ford, Parnell, and Pope.
"It is thought my Lord Clarendon will make but a short stay at Hanover. If it was possible that any recommendation could be procured to make me more distinguished than ordinary, during my stay at that Court, I should think myself very happy if you could contrive any method to prosecute it, for I am told that their civilities very rarely descend so low as to the Secretary. I have all the reason in the world to acknowledge this as wholly [pg 30]owing to you. And the many favours I have received from you, purely out of your love for doing good, assures me you will not forget me during my absence. As for myself, whether I am at home or abroad, gratitude will always put me in mind of the man to whom I owe so many benefits."[7]
"It seems that Lord Clarendon will only be in Hanover for a short time. If there’s a way to get some recommendation that could make me stand out more than usual while I’m at that Court, I would be really grateful if you could figure out a way to pursue it, since I’ve heard that their politeness rarely reaches down to the Secretary. I have every reason to acknowledge that this is completely [pg 30]thanks to you. The many favors I’ve received from you, purely out of your kindness, assure me that you won’t forget about me while I’m away. As for me, whether I’m at home or traveling, my gratitude will always remind me of the person to whom I owe so many blessings."[7]
These tidings were confirmed to Swift by Arbuthnot, who wrote from St. James's on June 12th: "You know that Gay goes to Hanover, and my Lord Treasurer has promised to equip him. Monday is the day of departure, and he is now dancing attendance for money to buy him shoes, stockings, and linen. The Duchess [of Monmouth] has turned him off, which I am afraid will make the poor man's condition worse instead of better."[8] As Arbuthnot reported fourteen days later, Gay received a hundred pounds from the Treasury, and "went away a happy man."[9] Lord Clarendon, whose mission it was formally to offer to the Elector George Lewis the condolences of Queen Anne on the death of his aged mother, the Electress Sophia, the heiress-presumptive to the British throne, who had passed away on June 8th, 1714, arrived at Hanover on July 16th.
These updates were confirmed to Swift by Arbuthnot, who wrote from St. James's on June 12th: "You know that Gay is heading to Hanover, and my Lord Treasurer has promised to fund his trip. Monday is the departure day, and he’s currently trying to gather money to buy shoes, stockings, and linens. The Duchess of Monmouth has let him go, which I'm afraid will make the poor guy's situation worse instead of better."[8] As Arbuthnot reported fourteen days later, Gay received a hundred pounds from the Treasury and "left a happy man."[9] Lord Clarendon, who was sent to formally offer the condolences of Queen Anne to Elector George Lewis on the death of his elderly mother, Electress Sophia, the heir-presumptive to the British throne, who passed away on June 8th, 1714, arrived in Hanover on July 16th.
Despite Gay's forebodings, the civilities of the Court of Hanover did happily "descend so low as to the Secretary." That he was presented to the royal circle and held converse with the highest in the land, is clear from a sentence in a letter from Arbuthnot to Swift, August 13th, 1714: "I have a letter from Gay, just before the Queen's death. Is he not a true poet, who had not one of his own books to give to the Princess that asked for one?"[10] Here it was that Gay first made the acquaintance of Henrietta Howard, afterwards Countess of Suffolk, with whom he was presently on a footing of intimate friendship.
Despite Gay's worries, the courtesy of the Court of Hanover did indeed "stoop so low as to the Secretary." That he was introduced to the royal circle and conversed with the highest-ranking individuals in the land is evident from a line in a letter from Arbuthnot to Swift, dated August 13th, 1714: "I have a letter from Gay, just before the Queen's death. Is he not a true poet, who didn’t have one of his own books to give to the Princess who asked for one?"[10] It was here that Gay first met Henrietta Howard, who later became the Countess of Suffolk, with whom he soon developed a close friendship.
[pg 31]JOHN GAY TO DR. ARBUTHNOT.
JOHN GAY TO DR. ARBUTHNOT.
"You remember, I suppose, that I was to write you abundance of letters from Hanover; but as one of the most distinguished qualities of a publician is secrecy, you must not expect from me any arcanas of state. There is another thing that is necessary to establish the character of a politician, which is to seem always to be full of affairs of State; to know the consultations of the Cabinet Council when at the same time his politics are collected from newspapers. Which of these two causes my secrecy is owing to I leave you to determine. There is yet one thing more that is extremely necessary for a foreign minister, which he can no more be without than an artisan without his tools; I mean the terms of his art. I call it an art or a science because I think the King of France has established an academy to instruct the young Machiavelians of his country in the deep and profound science of politics. To the end I might be qualified for an employment of this nature, and not only be qualified myself, but (to speak in the style of Sir John Falstaff) be the cause of qualification in others, I have made it my business to read memoirs, treatises, etc. And as a dictionary of law-terms is thought necessary for young beginners, so I thought a dictionary of terms of State would be no less useful for young politicians. The terms of politics being not so numerous as to swell into a volume, especially in times of peace (for in times of war all the terms of fortifications are included), I thought fit to extract them in the same manner for the benefit of young practitioners as a famous author has compiled his learned treatise of the law, called the 'Doctor and Student.' I have not made any great progress in this piece; but, however, I will give you a specimen of it, which will make you in the same manner a judge of the design and nature of this treatise.
You remember, I guess, that I was supposed to write you plenty of letters from Hanover; but since one of the key traits of a politician is secrecy, you shouldn't expect any inside information from me. There's another important thing for a politician, which is to always appear busy with state matters; to know what the Cabinet Council is discussing while getting their political insights from the newspapers. I'll leave it to you to figure out which of these reasons is behind my secrecy. There's one more thing that's absolutely essential for a foreign minister, which is as necessary as tools are for a craftsman; I mean the terminology of his field. I call it an art or a science because I believe the King of France has set up an academy to teach young political thinkers in his country the intricate and profound study of politics. To ensure I’m fit for such a role, and not just capable myself but also (to borrow from Sir John Falstaff) help others become capable, I've made it my mission to read memoirs, treatises, and so forth. Just as a legal dictionary is seen as necessary for beginners, I thought a dictionary of political terms would be equally helpful for aspiring politicians. The terms of politics aren't numerous enough to fill a whole book, especially in peaceful times (because in wartime, all the terms of fortifications come into play), so I decided to compile them for the benefit of young practitioners, like a well-known author did with his scholarly legal treatise called the 'Doctor and Student.' I haven’t made much progress on this piece yet, but I’ll share a sample with you, which will allow you to judge the goal and nature of this work.
"Politician: What are the necessary tools for a Prince to work with?
"Politician: What tools does a Prince need to be effective?"
"[pg 32]Student: Ministers of State.
Ministers of State
"Politician: What are the two great qualities of a Minister of State?
"Politician: What are the two main qualities of a Minister of State?"
"Student: Secrecy and despatch.
"Student": Privacy and speed.
"Politician: Into how many parts are the Ministers of State divided?
"Politician: How many different roles do the Ministers of State have?"
"Student: Into two. First, Ministers of State at home; secondly, Ministers of State abroad, who are called Foreign Ministers.
Student: Divided into two groups. First, Ministers of State at home; second, Ministers of State abroad, known as Foreign Ministers.
"Politician: Very right. Now as I design you for the latter of these employments I shall waive saying anything about the first of these. What are the different degrees of Foreign Ministers?
"Politician: Exactly. Since I'm focusing on the latter of these roles, I won't mention the first one. What are the different levels of Foreign Ministers?"
"Student: The different degrees of Foreign Ministers are as follows: First, Plenipotentiaries; second, Ambassadors-Extraordinary; third, Ambassadors in ordinary; fourth, Envoys-Extraordinary; fifth, Envoys-in-ordinary; sixth, Residents; seventh, Consuls; and eighth, Secretaries.
"Student: The different ranks of Foreign Ministers are as follows: First, Plenipotentiaries; second, Extraordinary Ambassadors; third, Ordinary Ambassadors; fourth, Extraordinary Envoys; fifth, Ordinary Envoys; sixth, Residents; seventh, Consuls; and eighth, Secretaries."
"Politician: How is a Foreign Minister to be known?
"Politician: How should a Foreign Minister be recognized?"
"Student: By his credentials.
"Student: Based on his credentials."
"Politician: When are a Foreign Minister's credentials to be delivered?
Politician: When will the Foreign Minister's credentials be delivered?
"Student: Upon his first admission into the presence of the Prince to whom he is sent, otherwise called his first audience.
"Student: When he first meets the Prince he was sent to, also known as his first audience."
"Politician: How many kinds of audience are there?
"Politician: How many types of audiences are there?"
"Student: Two, which are called a public audience and a private audience.
"Student: Two, which are known as a public audience and a private audience."
"Politician: What should a Foreign Minister's behaviour be when he has his first audience?
"Politician: How should a Foreign Minister act during his first meeting?"
"Student: He should bow profoundly, speak deliberately, and wear both sides of his long periwig before, etc.
"Student: He should bow deeply, speak clearly, and wear his long wig evenly on both sides before, etc."
"By these few questions and answers you may be able to make some judgment of the usefulness of this politic treatise. Wicquefort, it is true, can never be sufficiently admired for his elaborate treatise of the conduct of an Ambassador in all his negotiations; but I design this only [pg 33]as a compendium, or the Ambassador's Manual, or vade mecum.
"By these few questions and answers, you can get some idea of how useful this political treatise is. Wicquefort, to be fair, can never be praised enough for his detailed work on an Ambassador's conduct in all negotiations; however, I intend this only [pg 33]as a summary, or the Ambassador's Manual, or vade mecum.
"I have writ so far of this letter, and do not know who to send it to; but I have now determined to send it either to Dr. Arbuthnot, the Dean of St. Patrick's, or to both. My Lord Clarendon is very much approved of at Court, and I believe is not dissatisfied with his reception. We have not very much variety of divisions; what we did yesterday and to-day we shall do to-morrow, which is to go to Court and walk in the gardens at Herrenhausen. If I write any more my letter will be just like my diversion, the same thing over and over again."[11]
"I've written this much of the letter and still don’t know who to send it to; but I've now decided to send it either to Dr. Arbuthnot, the Dean of St. Patrick's, or to both. My Lord Clarendon is very well-regarded at Court, and I think he’s pleased with how he’s been received. We don’t have much variety in our divisions; what we did yesterday and today we’ll do tomorrow, which is to go to Court and walk in the gardens at Herrenhausen. If I write any more, my letter will just be like my entertainment, the same thing over and over again." [11]
Lord Clarendon stayed at Hanover even a shorter time than he had expected. On July 30th Lord Oxford was dismissed, and the white staff was given to the Duke of Shrewsbury, one of whose first acts was to recall the Tory Ambassador. Two days later Queen Anne died, and the Elector George Lewis succeeded to her throne under the style of George I. Lord Clarendon returned at once to England, and with him came Gay, saddened by the blasting of his hopes of advancement.
Lord Clarendon stayed in Hanover for even less time than he had anticipated. On July 30th, Lord Oxford was let go, and the white staff was handed to the Duke of Shrewsbury, one of whose first actions was to recall the Tory Ambassador. Two days later, Queen Anne passed away, and Elector George Lewis took her place on the throne as George I. Lord Clarendon immediately returned to England, and with him came Gay, who was downcast by the shattering of his hopes for advancement.
He was welcomed back by his friends, and received in particular an enthusiastic greeting from Pope, who wrote on September 23rd: "Welcome to your native soil! Welcome to your friend! Thrice welcome to me! whether returned in glory, blessed with Court interest, the love and familiarity of the great, and filled with agreeable hopes, or melancholy with dejection, contemplative of the changes of fortune, and doubtful for the future—whether returned a triumphant Whig or a desponding Tory, equally all hail! equally beloved and welcome to me! If happy, I am to share in your elevation; if unhappy, you have still a warm corner in my heart and a retreat at Binfield in the worst of times at your service." In this same letter Pope, always anxious to assist Gay, added: "Pardon me if I add a word of advice in the practical way. Write something [pg 34]on the King, or Prince or Princess. On whatever foot you may be with the Court, this can do no harm."[12]
He was welcomed back by his friends, especially with an enthusiastic greeting from Pope, who wrote on September 23rd: "Welcome to your home! Welcome to your friend! Thrice welcome to me! Whether you return in glory, blessed with connections at Court, the love and familiarity of the powerful, and filled with hopeful expectations, or feeling melancholic and reflective on the ups and downs of fortune, uncertain about the future—whether you come back as a triumphant Whig or a discouraged Tory, you are equally celebrated and welcomed by me! If you're happy, I will share in your success; if you're not, you still have a warm spot in my heart and a safe retreat at Binfield whenever times are tough." In this same letter, Pope, always eager to help Gay, added: "Forgive me if I offer a piece of practical advice. Write something about the King, or a Prince or Princess. Regardless of your relationship with the Court, this can do no harm."
The change of Government having dashed to the ground his hopes of advancement in the diplomatic service, Gay thought that he could not do better than follow Pope's suggestion. Like the majority of men of letters of his day, and not having the independence of spirit of Swift and Pope, he hungered after a patron—a Minister might be good, but Ministers go out of office, and a member of the reigning family would be better. Remembering the kindly welcome given him at Hanover by the royal lady who was now Princess of Wales, he had indulged in a dream that a place would be offered him in her household. "Poor Gay is much where he was, only out of the Duchess [of Monmouth]'s family and service," Arbuthnot wrote to Swift, October 19th, 1714. "He has some confidence in the Princess and Countess of Picborough; I wish it may be significant to him. I advised him to make a poem upon the Princess before she came over, describing her to the English ladies; for it seems that the Princess does not dislike that. (She is really a person that I believe will give great content to everybody). But Gay was in such a grovelling condition as to the affairs of this world, that his Muse would not stoop to visit him."[13]
The change in government crushed Gay's hopes for advancement in the diplomatic service, so he thought it would be best to take Pope's advice. Like most writers of his time, and lacking the independence of spirit that Swift and Pope had, he longed for a patron—ideally a Minister, though Ministers come and go, so someone from the royal family would be even better. Remembering the warm welcome he received in Hanover from the royal lady who was now the Princess of Wales, he fantasized about being offered a position in her household. "Poor Gay is pretty much where he was, just out of the Duchess [of Monmouth]'s family and service," Arbuthnot wrote to Swift on October 19, 1714. "He has some hope in the Princess and Countess of Picborough; I hope it means something for him. I suggested he write a poem about the Princess before she comes over, introducing her to the English ladies, because it seems that the Princess doesn't mind that. (Honestly, I think she will please everyone). But Gay was in such a low state regarding his worldly affairs that his Muse wouldn't even bother to visit him."[13]
No proposal, however, being made to him, Gay, following the advice of Pope and Arbuthnot, proceeded to remind the new Court of his existence, and in November published "A Letter to a Lady, occasioned by the arrival of Her Royal Highness "—the "Lady" being, it is generally assumed, Mrs. Howard. In these verses he gave the assurance that he had desired the elements to arrange for the Princess an agreeable passage to England:—
No one had made any offers to him, so Gay, taking the advice of Pope and Arbuthnot, decided to remind the new Court that he was still around. In November, he published "A Letter to a Lady, occasioned by the arrival of Her Royal Highness"—the "Lady" is generally believed to be Mrs. Howard. In these verses, he assured that he had hoped the elements would provide a pleasant journey to England for the Princess:—
With true poetic exaggeration he extolled Caroline's virtues, and then, so that there should be no excuse for misunderstanding, said in plain terms that he had desired a post at Court, and made it perfectly clear that he was still prepared to accept such employment, if so be as it was coupled with suitable remuneration:—
With genuine poetic flair, he praised Caroline's qualities, and then to avoid any misunderstandings, he plainly stated that he wanted a position at Court, making it absolutely clear that he was still open to such a job, as long as it came with appropriate pay:—
Gay's protestations of delight at the accession to the throne of the House of Hanover would probably have been regarded as more sincere if, unfortunately, he had not a few months before dedicated "The Shepherd's Week" to Bolingbroke. His very outspoken hint in the "Letter to a Lady" was ignored; but Caroline, who liked eulogy as much as anyone, received him kindly; and when in February, 1715, he produced "The What D'ye Call It" at Drury Lane Theatre, she and her consort attended the first performance. But still, no place was found for him at Court. "Tell me," Swift asked him so much later as 1723, "are you not under original sin by the dedication of your Eclogue to Lord Bolingbroke?"
Gay's enthusiastic claims of joy at the rise of the House of Hanover would likely have seemed more genuine if he hadn’t dedicated "The Shepherd's Week" to Bolingbroke just a few months earlier. His blunt suggestion in the "Letter to a Lady" went unnoticed; however, Caroline, who appreciated praise as much as anyone, welcomed him warmly. When he staged "The What D'ye Call It" at Drury Lane Theatre in February 1715, she and her husband were present for the opening night. Yet, he still didn’t find a place at Court. "Tell me," Swift asked him as late as 1723, "aren't you in trouble because you dedicated your Eclogue to Lord Bolingbroke?"
Footnotes:
References:
The Guardian, No. 32; April 17th, 1713.
The Guardian, No. 32; April 17, 1713.
Dr. Johnson in his "Lives of the Poets" attributes the authorship to Steele (Works, ed. Hill), III, p. 269.
Dr. Johnson in his "Lives of the Poets" credits Steele as the author (Works, ed. Hill), III, p. 269.
Introductory Memoir by John Underhill, in his edition of the Poems of John Gay ("The Muses' Library"), I, xxxi.
Introductory Memoir by John Underhill, in his edition of the Poems of John Gay ("The Muses' Library"), I, xxxi.
Works (ed. Hill), III, p. 269.
Works (ed. Hill), vol. III, p. 269.
Specimens, I, p. 298.
Specimens, I, p. 298.
Dictionary of National Biography, article, Gay.
Dictionary of National Biography, article, Gay.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 113.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 113.
Ibid., XVI, p. 117.
Ibid., 16, p. 117.
Ibid., XVI, p. 123.
Ibid., 16, p. 123.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 193.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 193.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 204.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), Vol. XVI, p. 204.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 415.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 415.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 213.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 213.
CHAPTER V
1715-1719
"The What D'ye Call It"—An Epistle to the Right Honourable the
Earl of Burlington—"Trivia, or, The Art of Walking the Streets of
London"—"Three Hours After Marriage."
Undismayed by the failure of his first play, "The Wife of Bath," Gay made another bid for theatrical success with "The What D'ye Call It," which was performed at Drury Lane Theatre in February, 1715, and published in March of that year. In the preface Gay wrote: "I have not called it a tragedy, comedy, pastoral, or farce, but left the name entirely undetermined in the doubtful appellation of 'The What D'ye Call It' ... but I added to it 'A Tragi-Comi-Pastoral Farce,' as it contained all these several kinds of drama." Pope saw the play and wrote about it to Congreve, March 19th, 1715: "The farce of 'The What D'ye Call It' has occasioned many different speculations in the town, some looking upon it as a mere jest upon the tragic poets, others as a satire upon the late war. Mr. Cromwell, hearing none of the words, and seeing the action to be tragical, was much astonished to find the audience laugh, and says the Prince and Princess [of Wales] must doubtless be under no less amazement on the same account. Several Templars and others of the more vociferous kind of critics went with a resolution to hiss, and confessed they were forced to laugh so much that they forgot the design they came with. The Court in general has come in a very particular manner into the jest, and the three nights, notwithstanding two of them were Court [pg 37]nights, were distinguished by very full audiences of the first quality. The common people of the pit and gallery received it at first with great gravity and sedateness, and some few with tears; but after the third day they also took the hint, and have ever since been very loud in their claps. There are still sober men who cannot be of the general opinion, but the laughers are so much the majority that one or two critics seemed determined to undeceive the town at their proper cost, by writing dissertations against it to encourage them in this laudable design. It is resolved a preface shall be prefixed to the farce, in vindication of the nature and dignity of this new way of writing."[1] The fact is that, as Johnson put it, "the images were comic and the action grave," and there were many mock-heroic passages which parodied tragedies, including Addison's "Cato" and Otway's "Venice Preserved," well-known in that day. Also it contained several ballads, of which perhaps the best is "'Twas when the seas were roaring" (Act II., Scene 8).
Undeterred by the failure of his first play, "The Wife of Bath," Gay tried again for theatrical success with "The What D'ye Call It," which was performed at Drury Lane Theatre in February 1715 and published in March of that year. In the preface, Gay wrote: "I haven’t labeled it a tragedy, comedy, pastoral, or farce, but left the name entirely uncertain in the ambiguous term 'The What D'ye Call It' ... but I added 'A Tragi-Comi-Pastoral Farce' since it includes all these different types of drama." Pope saw the play and wrote about it to Congreve on March 19, 1715: "The farce of 'The What D'ye Call It' has sparked various theories in town, with some seeing it as a joke on tragic poets and others as a satire on the recent war. Mr. Cromwell, who heard none of the dialogue and saw the action as tragic, was surprised to find the audience laughing, and he said the Prince and Princess [of Wales] must have been just as surprised for the same reason. Several vocal critics planned to boo but admitted they ended up laughing so much that they forgot their original intention. The Court, in general, has particularly joined in the fun, and the three nights, two of which were Court [pg 37]nights, were marked by large audiences of high quality. The common folks in the pit and gallery initially received it with seriousness, and a few even shed tears; but after the third day, they got the hint and have since been very loud in their applause. There are still serious-minded individuals who do not share the prevailing view, but the laughter crowd is so much larger that one or two critics seem determined to correct the town at their own expense by writing essays against it to encourage such a noble cause. It's been decided that a preface will be added to the farce to defend the nature and dignity of this new style of writing." The truth is, as Johnson put it, "the images were comic and the action grave," and there were many mock-heroic passages that parodied tragedies, including Addison's "Cato" and Otway's "Venice Preserved," which were well-known at the time. It also included several ballads, of which perhaps the best is "'Twas when the seas were roaring" (Act II., Scene 8).
"The What D'ye Call It" was not a piece of much value, but it pleased the audience, and Gay was highly delighted. "Now my benefit night is over, it should be my first care to return my thanks to those to whom I am mostly obliged, and the civilities I have always received from you, and upon this occasion too, claims this acknowledgment," the author wrote to Caryll on March 3rd: "'The What D'ye Call It' met with more success than could be expected from a thing so out of the common taste of the town. It has been played already five nights, and the galleries, who did not know at first what to make of it, now enter thoroughly into the humour, and it seems to please in general better than at first. The parts in general were not so well played as I could have wished, and in particular the part of Filbert, to speak in the style of the French Gazette. Penkethman did wonders; Mrs. Bicknell performed miraculously, and there was much honour gained [pg 38]by Miss Younger, though she was but a parish child."[2] Filbert was played by Johnson, Jonas Dock by Penkethman, Joyce ("Peascod's daughter, left upon the parish") by Miss Younger, and Kitty by Mrs. Bicknell, mentioned by the author in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
"The What D'ye Call It" wasn't of much value, but it really entertained the audience, and Gay was thrilled. "Now that my benefit night is over, my top priority should be to thank those I owe the most to, and the kind gestures I've always received from you, especially on this occasion, deserve this acknowledgment," the author wrote to Caryll on March 3rd: "'The What D'ye Call It' has had more success than anyone expected from something so out of the ordinary for this town. It has been performed five times already, and the audience, who at first didn't know what to make of it, is now fully into the humor, and it seems to be enjoyed more than initially. The performances overall weren't as strong as I would have liked, particularly the role of Filbert, to put it in the style of the French Gazette. Penkethman did an amazing job; Mrs. Bicknell performed fantastically, and Miss Younger, though she was just from the parish, received a lot of praise." Filbert was played by Johnson, Jonas Dock by Penkethman, Joyce ("Peascod's daughter, left upon the parish") by Miss Younger, and Kitty by Mrs. Bicknell, mentioned by the author in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
The welcome given by the public to the play brought in its train some annoyance to the author: "I find success, even in the most trivial things, raises the indignation of scribblers," he wrote to Parnell on March 18th, "for I, for my 'What D'ye Call It' could neither escape the fury of Mr. Burnet or the German doctor. Then, where will rage end when Homer is to be translated? Let Zoilus hasten to your friend's assistance, and envious criticism shall be no more."[3] A more biting attack than that of Thomas Burnet's Grumbler (No. 1, February 14th, 1715) or that of Philip Horneck in "The High German Doctor" was the "Key to 'The What D'ye Call It,'" written by the actor Griffin in collaboration with Lewis Theobald. About this Gay wrote to Caryll in April: "There is a sixpenny criticism lately published upon the tragedy of 'The What D'ye Call It,' wherein he with much judgment and learning calls me a blockhead and Mr. Pope a knave. His grand charge is against 'The Pilgrim's Progress' being read, which, he says, is directly levelled at Cato's reading Plato. To back this censure he goes on to tell you that 'The Pilgrim's Progress' being mentioned to be the eighth edition makes the reflection evident, the tragedy of 'Cato' being just eight times printed. He has also endeavoured to show that every particular passage of the play alludes to some fine part of the tragedy, which he says I have injudiciously and profanely abused."[4]
The reception of the play by the public brought some annoyance to the author: "I find that success, even in the smallest things, stirs up the anger of critics," he wrote to Parnell on March 18th. "For my 'What D'ye Call It,' I couldn't escape the wrath of Mr. Burnet or the German doctor. So, where will the rage stop when Homer is to be translated? Let Zoilus rush to your friend's aid, and envious criticism will be no more." [3] A sharper critique than that of Thomas Burnet's Grumbler (No. 1, February 14th, 1715) or Philip Horneck's "The High German Doctor" was the "Key to 'The What D'ye Call It,'" written by the actor Griffin in collaboration with Lewis Theobald. About this, Gay wrote to Caryll in April: "There is a sixpenny review that was recently published about the tragedy of 'The What D'ye Call It,' where he, with much judgment and learning, calls me a blockhead and Mr. Pope a knave. His main complaint is against 'The Pilgrim's Progress' being read, which he says is directly aimed at Cato's reading of Plato. To support this criticism, he goes on to point out that 'The Pilgrim's Progress' being mentioned as the eighth edition makes the comparison clear, given that the tragedy of 'Cato' has been printed exactly eight times. He has also tried to show that every single passage of the play refers to some fine part of the tragedy, which he claims I have foolishly and irreverently misused." [4]
Still, Gay could really afford to laugh at those who attacked or parodied him, for the play brought him, if [pg 39]not fame, at least notoriety. It also brought him some much-needed money. Pope told Caryll in March that Gay "will have made about £100 out of this farce"; and it is known that for the publishing rights Lintott gave him on February 14th £16 2s. 6d.
Still, Gay could definitely laugh at those who criticized or made fun of him, because the play brought him, if [pg 39] not fame, at least some notoriety. It also provided him with much-needed money. Pope told Caryll in March that Gay "will have made about £100 from this farce"; and it is known that for the publishing rights Lintott paid him £16 2s. 6d. on February 14th.
Gay, now a popular dramatist as well as an intimate friend of many of the leading men in literary circles, became known to people of high social rank, who, like his brethren of the pen, took him up and made a pet of him. In the summer of 1715 Lord Burlington, the "generous Burlington" of "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece," invited him to accompany him to Devonshire, and Gay repaid the compliment by describing his "Visit to Exeter" in a poetical "Epistle to the Right Honourable the Earl of Burlington," the first lines of which are:—
Gay, now a well-known playwright and close friend of many prominent figures in literary circles, gained recognition among high society, who, like his fellow writers, took an interest in him and treated him like a favorite. In the summer of 1715, Lord Burlington, the "generous Burlington" mentioned in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece," invited him to join him on a trip to Devonshire. Gay responded by writing about his "Visit to Exeter" in a poetic "Epistle to the Right Honourable the Earl of Burlington," the opening lines of which are:—
During his stay in Devonshire Gay began the composition of "Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London." It was to this that Pope made allusion when writing to Caryll, January 10th, 1716: "Gay's poem [is] just on the brink of the press, which we have had the interest to procure him subscription of a guinea a book to a tolerable number. I believe it may be worth £150 to him on the whole."[5] In addition to the subscriptions, Gay received from Lintott £43 for the copyright of the book, the copies of which were sold to the public at one shilling and sixpence each; and as, with humorous exaggeration, Arbuthnot wrote to Parnell: "Gay has got as much money by his 'Art of Walking the Streets' that he is ready to set up his equipage; he is just going to the bank to negotiate [pg 40]some exchange bills."[6] The "Advertisement" prefaced to the poem runs:—
During his time in Devonshire, Gay began writing "Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London." Pope referred to this in a letter to Caryll on January 10th, 1716: "Gay's poem [is] just about to be printed, and we've managed to get him a subscription of a guinea a book for a decent number. I think it could end up being worth £150 to him overall."[5] On top of the subscriptions, Gay received £43 from Lintott for the book's copyright, with copies sold to the public at one shilling and sixpence each. In a humorous exaggeration, Arbuthnot wrote to Parnell: "Gay has made enough money from his 'Art of Walking the Streets' that he’s ready to buy a carriage; he's just about to go to the bank to sort out some exchange bills."[6] The "Advertisement" at the beginning of the poem says:—
"The world, I believe, will take so little notice of me that I need not take much of it. The critics may see by this poem that I walk on foot, which probably may save me from their envy. I should be sorry to raise that passion in men whom I am so much obliged to, since they allowed me an honour hitherto only shown to better writers: that of denying me to be author of my own works. I am sensible this must be done in pure generosity; because whoever writ them, provided they did not themselves, they are still in the same condition. Gentlemen, if there be any thing in this poem good enough to displease you, and if it be any advantage to you to ascribe it to some person of greater merit, I shall acquaint you for your comfort, that among many other obligations, I owe several hints of it to Dr. Swift. And if you will so far continue your favour as to write against it, I beg you to oblige me in accepting the following motto:—
"The world probably won't pay much attention to me, so I shouldn't pay much attention to it either. The critics might notice from this poem that I walk instead of riding, which may save me from their jealousy. I would regret to stir up that feeling in men I owe so much to, especially since they’ve given me an honor usually reserved for better writers: the denial of my authorship of my own works. I understand this must be out of pure generosity; because whoever wrote them, if they didn’t write them themselves, they’re still in the same situation. Gentlemen, if there's anything in this poem that’s good enough to irritate you, and you find it beneficial to attribute it to someone of greater merit, I want you to know that among many other debts, I owe several ideas to Dr. Swift. And if you still choose to write against it, I ask that you please accept the following motto:—"
Whether Swift gave any direct assistance is doubtful. Mr. Austin Dobson thinks that it is not improbable that "Trivia" was actually suggested by the "Morning" and "City Shower" which Swift had previously contributed to Steele's Tatler. Probably these are among the "several hints" which Gay had in mind.
Whether Swift provided any direct help is uncertain. Mr. Austin Dobson believes it's possible that "Trivia" was actually inspired by the "Morning" and "City Shower," which Swift had previously contributed to Steele's Tatler. These are likely some of the "several hints" that Gay was thinking of.
"Trivia" was published on January 26th, 1716, and was the one outstanding feature in the year in the biography of Gay. In the following March 26th there appeared a volume of "Court Poems," published by J. Roberts, who advertised them as from the pen of Pope, though the preface makes the authorship doubtful between Pope, Gay, and a Lady of quality, who was Lady Mary Wortley Montagu. To the volume Lady Mary Wortley Montagu contributed "The Drawing Room," Pope "The Basset [pg 41]Table," and Gay "The Toilet." This last has been attributed to Lady Mary, and it has actually been printed among her poems; but, according to Pope, it is "almost wholly Gay's," there being "only five or six lines in it by that lady."
"Trivia" was published on January 26, 1716, and it was the standout work in Gay's biography for that year. Then, on March 26, a volume of "Court Poems" came out, published by J. Roberts, who claimed that they were written by Pope, although the preface makes it unclear whether they were authored by Pope, Gay, or a woman of high status, Lady Mary Wortley Montagu. In this collection, Lady Mary contributed "The Drawing Room," Pope wrote "The Basset [pg 41]Table," and Gay contributed "The Toilet." The last piece has been attributed to Lady Mary and has even been included among her poems; however, according to Pope, it's "almost entirely Gay's," with "only five or six lines" written by her.
In 1716 Gay paid a second visit to Devonshire, and during the year he composed the "sober eclogue," "The Espousal," which probably arose out of a suggestion of Swift. "There is an ingenious Quaker[7] in this town, who writes verses to his mistress, not very correct, but in a strain purely what a poetical Quaker should do, commending her looks and habit, etc." Swift wrote to Pope on August 30th, 1716: "It gave me a hint that a set of Quaker pastorals might succeed if our friend Gay could fancy it, and I think it a fruitful subject. Pray hear what he says. I believe farther, the pastoral ridicule is not exhausted, and that a porter, footman, or chairman's pastoral might do well; or what think you of a Newgate pastoral, among the whores and thieves there?"[8] This letter is of especial importance in the biography of Gay, as it may well have sown in his mind the seed of "The Beggar's Opera."
In 1716, Gay visited Devonshire for the second time, and during that year, he wrote the "sober eclogue," "The Espousal," which likely came from a suggestion by Swift. "There is a clever Quaker[7] in this town who writes poems to his girlfriend, not very polished, but in a style that’s exactly what a poetic Quaker should do, praising her looks and outfit, etc." Swift wrote to Pope on August 30th, 1716: "It gave me the idea that a series of Quaker pastorals might work if our friend Gay could get into it, and I think it's a promising topic. Please ask him what he thinks. I also believe that the pastoral satire isn’t played out, and a pastoral about a porter, footman, or chair bearer could do well; or what do you think about a Newgate pastoral, among the prostitutes and thieves there?"[8] This letter is particularly significant in Gay's biography, as it may have planted the idea for "The Beggar's Opera."
About this time Gay was labouring on another play, "Three Hours After Marriage," which he wrote in collaboration with Pope and Arbuthnot. It is a sorry piece of work, and unworthy of any one, much less of the three distinguished men associated in the authorship. In the Epilogue it is written:—
About this time, Gay was working on another play, "Three Hours After Marriage," which he co-wrote with Pope and Arbuthnot. It's a disappointing piece of work, and not worthy of anyone, let alone the three distinguished men involved in its creation. In the Epilogue, it says:—
but as a matter of fact one purpose of the play was, as Dr. Johnson said, "to bring into contempt Dr. Woodward, the fossilist, a man not really or justly contemptible." Woodward was the author of a "History of Fossils," and his name survives in the Woodwardian Professorship of [pg 42]Geology at Cambridge. He was introduced as Dr. Cornelius in "Martin Scriblerus":—
but actually one of the purposes of the play was, as Dr. Johnson put it, "to bring into contempt Dr. Woodward, the fossilist, a man who isn't really or justly contemptible." Woodward wrote a "History of Fossils," and his name lives on in the Woodwardian Professorship of [pg 42] Geology at Cambridge. He was referred to as Dr. Cornelius in "Martin Scriblerus":—
The bridegroom in the play is called Fossile, and there was no mistaking the intention. Dr. Woodward had many friends, and these made known their disgust in the most unmistakable manner when "Three Hours After Marriage" was produced on January 16th, 1717, at Drury Lane Theatre. It ran for seven nights. "It had the fate which such outrages deserved," Dr. Johnson has written; "the scene in which Woodward was directly and apparently ridiculed by the introduction of a mummy and a crocodile, disgusted the audience, and the performance was driven off the stage with general condemnation."[9] The farce was not only dull, it was vulgar. And the geologist (played by Johnson) was not the only person introduced for the purpose of ridicule. Dennis was brought in as Sir Tremendous, and it was believed that Phoebe Clinket (played by Mrs. Bicknell) was intended for Anne Finch, Countess of Winchelsea, who, says Mr. Austin Dobson, "was alleged to have spoken contemptuously of Gay." Of this farce, Mr. Dobson writes: "It is perhaps fairer to say that he bore the blame, than that he is justly charged with its errors of taste"; and it is very probable that, while Gay generously accepted responsibility, Pope and Arbuthnot were equally culpable. "Too late I see, and confess myself mistaken in relation to the comedy; yet I do not think had I followed your advice and only introduced the mummy, that the absence of the crocodile had saved it," Gay wrote to Pope. "I cannot help laughing myself (though the vulgar do not consider it was designed to look ridiculous) to think how the poor monster and mummy were dashed at their reception; and when the [pg 43]cry was loudest I thought that if the thing had been written by another I should have deemed the town in some measure mistaken; and, as to your apprehension that this may do us future injury, do not think it; the Doctor [Arbuthnot] has a more valuable name than can be hurt by anything of this nature, and yours is doubly safe. I will, if any shame there be, take it all to myself, as indeed I ought, the notion being first mine, and never heartily approved of by you.... I beg of you not to suffer this, or anything else, to hurt your health. As I have publicly said that I was assisted by two friends, I shall still continue in the same story, professing obstinate silence about Dr. Arbuthnot and yourself."[10]
The groom in the play is named Fossile, and there was no mistaking the intent. Dr. Woodward had many friends, and they expressed their disgust quite clearly when "Three Hours After Marriage" premiered on January 16th, 1717, at Drury Lane Theatre. It was performed for seven nights. "It received the kind of fate that such offenses deserved," Dr. Johnson wrote; "the scene where Woodward was directly ridiculed with the introduction of a mummy and a crocodile outraged the audience, and the show was driven off the stage with widespread condemnation."[9] The farce was not only boring, it was vulgar. And the geologist (played by Johnson) wasn't the only one included for mockery. Dennis appeared as Sir Tremendous, and it was believed that Phoebe Clinket (played by Mrs. Bicknell) was meant to represent Anne Finch, Countess of Winchelsea, who, according to Mr. Austin Dobson, "was said to have spoken scornfully of Gay." About this farce, Mr. Dobson writes: "It's perhaps fairer to say he bore the blame, rather than being justly charged with its lack of taste"; and it's very likely that, while Gay generously took on the responsibility, Pope and Arbuthnot were equally at fault. "Too late I see, and I admit I was wrong about the comedy; yet I don't think that had I followed your advice and only included the mummy, the absence of the crocodile would have saved it," Gay wrote to Pope. "I can't help but laugh myself (though the general audience didn’t think it was meant to be ridiculous) when I think about how the poor monster and mummy were received; and when the [pg 43]outcry was loudest, I thought if someone else had written it, I might have thought the town was somewhat mistaken; and as for your concern that this might harm us in the future, don’t worry; the Doctor [Arbuthnot] has a more valuable reputation than can be damaged by anything like this, and yours is doubly secure. I will, if there's any shame in this, take it all upon myself, as I should, since the idea was mine first, and you never truly approved it.... I urge you not to let this, or anything else, affect your health. Since I've publicly said I was assisted by two friends, I will continue to tell the same story, remaining stubbornly silent about Dr. Arbuthnot and yourself."[10]
The publication in book form of "Three Hours After Marriage" by Lintott, who paid £16 2s. 6d. for the copyright, a few days after the production, did nothing to arrest the torrent of abuse. "Gay's play, among the rest, has cost much time and long suffering to stem a tide of malice and party, that certain authors have raised against it," Pope wrote to Parnell. Amongst those foremost among the attackers was Addison, who perhaps had not forgotten or forgiven the parody of some of the lines in his play "Cato," which was introduced by Gay in "The What D'ye Call It." Gay, the most easy-going of men, was always stirred by criticism, and in this case he, with unusual energy, sat down to reply to his detractors. "Mr. Addison and his friends had exclaimed so much against Gay's 'Three Hours After Marriage' for obscenities, that it provoked him to write 'A Letter from a Lady in the City to a Lady in the Country' on that subject," so runs a passage in Spence's Anecdotes of Pope. "In it he quoted the passages which had been most exclaimed against, and opposed other passages to them from Addison's and Steele's plays. These were aggravated in the same manner that they served his, and appeared worse. Had it been published it would have made Addison appear ridiculous, [pg 44]which he could bear as little as any man. I therefore prevailed upon Gay not to print it, and have the manuscript now by me."[11] In Spence's Anecdotes there is another passage bearing on the same matter: "A fortnight before Addison's death, [12] Lord Warwick [13] came to Gay and pressed him in a very particular manner 'to go and see Mr. Addison,' which he had not done for a great while. Gay went, and found Addison in a very weak way. He received him in the kindest manner and told him, 'that he had desired this visit to beg his pardon, that he had injured him greatly, but that if he lived he should find that he would make it up to him.' Gay, on his going to Hanover, had great reason to hope for some good preferment; but all his views came to nothing. It is not impossible but that Mr. Addison might prevent them, from his thinking Gay too well with some of the great men of the former Ministry. He did not at all explain himself, in which he had injured him, and Gay could not guess at anything else in which he could have injured him so considerably."[14] It seems, however, more probable that Addison really had in mind the part he had taken in connection with "Three Hours After Marriage." Two critical publications, "A Complete Key to 'Three Hours After Marriage,'" and "A Letter to John Gay, Concerning his late Farce, entitled a Comedy," annoyed Gay; while Pope, too, and, in a minor degree, Arbuthnot, were attacked for their share in the farce. John Durand Breval, writing over the signature of Joseph Gay, published in 1717 "The Confederates: A Farce," in which he introduced a humorous caricature print of Pope, Gay and Arbuthnot, so that, says Professor Courthope, "Pope, at the height of his fame, found himself credited, though he seems to have had little to do with it, with the past paternity of a condemned play."[15] Another incident, [pg 45]recorded by Professor Courthope, further angered Pope: "While he was still sore at the mishap, Colley Cibber, playing in 'The Rehearsal,' happened to make an impromptu allusion to the unlucky farce, saying that he had intended to introduce the two kings of Brentford, 'one of them in the shape of a mummy, and t'other in that of a crocodile.' The audience laughed, but Pope, who was in the house, appeared (according to Cibber's account) behind the scenes and abused the actor in unmeasured terms for his impertinence. Cibber's only reply was to assure the enraged poet that, so long as the play was acted, he should never fail to repeat the same words. He kept his promise, thus committing the first of that series of offences which, in the poet's vindictive memory, marked him down for elevation to the throne of Dulness which was rendered vacant by the deposition of King Tibbald."[16] There is a rumour that Gay, in revenge for Cibber's banter of "Three Hours After Marriage," personally chastised the actor-dramatist,[17] but there is nothing definitely known about this. Anyhow, Gay was so irritated by the failure of this play that he did not produce anything at a theatre during the next seven years.
The release of "Three Hours After Marriage" in book form by Lintott, who bought the copyright for £16 2s. 6d. just a few days after it premiered, did nothing to stop the flood of criticism. "Gay's play, among others, has taken much time and effort to counter a wave of malice and partisan attacks that certain authors have stirred up against it," Pope wrote to Parnell. One of the biggest critics was Addison, who likely hadn't forgotten or forgiven the parody of some lines from his play "Cato" that Gay included in "The What D'ye Call It." Gay, usually relaxed, was irritated by the criticism and, unusually for him, decided to respond to his critics with energy. "Mr. Addison and his friends complained so much about Gay's 'Three Hours After Marriage' for obscenities that it pushed him to write 'A Letter from a Lady in the City to a Lady in the Country' on that topic," according to a passage in Spence's Anecdotes of Pope. "In it, he quoted the passages that had drawn the most outrage and countered them with other passages from Addison's and Steele's plays. These were highlighted in the same way that served his own and seemed worse. Had it been published, it would have made Addison look ridiculous, which he couldn't tolerate any more than anyone else. So, I convinced Gay not to print it, and I still have the manuscript." In Spence's Anecdotes, there's another passage related to the same issue: "Two weeks before Addison's death, Lord Warwick came to Gay and urged him quite insistently to go see Mr. Addison, which he hadn't done for a long time. Gay went and found Addison in a very poor state. He received him warmly and said that he had wished for this visit to apologize, admitting that he had wronged him greatly, but promised that if he lived, he would make it up to him. When Gay planned to go to Hanover, he had high hopes for some good opportunities, but all his plans fell apart. It's possible that Mr. Addison might have blocked those, thinking Gay was too close to some of the influential figures from the previous government. He never clarified how he had wronged him, and Gay couldn't figure out how he could have hurt him so much." However, it seems more likely that Addison was referring to his involvement with "Three Hours After Marriage." Two critical publications, "A Complete Key to 'Three Hours After Marriage'" and "A Letter to John Gay, Concerning his late Farce, entitled a Comedy," upset Gay; Pope and to a lesser extent, Arbuthnot, were also criticized for their roles in the farce. John Durand Breval, writing under the name Joseph Gay, published "The Confederates: A Farce" in 1717, which included a humorous caricature of Pope, Gay, and Arbuthnot, so, as Professor Courthope notes, "Pope, at the height of his fame, found himself associated with a condemned play, although he seemed to have had little to do with it." Another incident, noted by Professor Courthope, further angered Pope: "While he was still upset about the situation, Colley Cibber, performing in 'The Rehearsal,' made an unscripted reference to the unfortunate farce, stating that he had intended to include the two kings of Brentford, 'one of them in the shape of a mummy, and the other in the shape of a crocodile.' The audience laughed, but Pope, who was in the theater, reportedly appeared behind the scenes and berated the actor harshly for his rudeness. Cibber's only response was to assure the furious poet that, as long as the play was performed, he would never fail to use the same words. He kept his promise, thus beginning a series of offenses that, in the poet's vengeful memory, marked him for ascension to the throne of Dulness previously held by King Tibbald." There is a rumor that Gay, in retaliation for Cibber's mockery of "Three Hours After Marriage," personally punished the actor-dramatist, but there's no solid proof of this. Regardless, Gay was so frustrated by the failure of this play that he didn’t produce anything at a theater for the next seven years.
How Gay managed to exist through the three years after the production of "Three Hours After Marriage" is one of the stumbling blocks for the biographer. Of literary achievement during this period his life was barren. It is true that when he was abroad or in the country he was a guest, but even with this his expenses must have amounted to something. As he earned nothing by his pen, unless his friends provided him with money as well as giving him hospitality, it looks as if some relative must have died and left him a small sum. "As for Gay," Pope wrote to Caryll, June 7th, 1717, "he is just on the wing for Aix-la-Chapelle, with Mr. Pulteney, the late Secretary (at War)."[18] Pulteney who had resigned office when there was a split in the Ministry, had in December, 1714, married a very beautiful [pg 46]woman, Anne Maria Gumley, daughter of a wealthy glass manufacturer. With them Gay went abroad for some months, and perhaps the solution of the problem above stated, is that while he went nominally as their guest, he was actually paid a salary as companion or secretary.
How Gay managed to get through the three years after the production of "Three Hours After Marriage" is one of the challenges for the biographer. During this time, his life was devoid of literary success. It’s true that when he was abroad or in the countryside, he was a guest, but even so, his expenses must have added up to quite a bit. Since he earned nothing from writing, unless his friends not only hosted him but also funded him, it looks like a relative must have passed away and left him a small inheritance. "As for Gay," Pope wrote to Caryll on June 7th, 1717, "he is just on the way to Aix-la-Chapelle, with Mr. Pulteney, the former Secretary of War." Pulteney, who had stepped down when there was a split in the Ministry, had married a very beautiful woman, Anne Maria Gumley, the daughter of a wealthy glass manufacturer, in December 1714. Gay traveled abroad with them for several months, and perhaps the solution to the earlier problem is that while he went officially as their guest, he was actually paid a salary as a companion or secretary.
It is evident from Gay's "Epistle to the Right Honourable William Pulteney, Esq." (published in 1717) that the party stayed some while at Paris, for therein is an account of that city, an account in which the author betrays a sad insularity; and he was certainly at Aix in November. "I should not forget to acknowledge your letter sent from Aix. You told me that writing was not good with the waters, and I find since, you are of my opinion, that it is as bad without the waters. But, I fancy, it is not writing, but thinking, that is so bad with the waters; and then you might write without any manner of prejudice if you write like our brother poets of these days." Pope wrote to him on November 8th: "... That Duchess [of Hamilton],[19] Lord Warwick, Lord Stanhope, Mrs. Bellenden, Mrs. Lepell, and I cannot tell who else, had your letters ... I would send my services to Mr. Pulteney, but that he is out at Court, and make some compliment to Mrs. Pulteney, if she was not a Whig."[20]
It’s clear from Gay's "Epistle to the Right Honourable William Pulteney, Esq." (published in 1717) that the party spent some time in Paris, as there’s a description of the city that shows the author’s limited perspective; he was definitely in Aix in November. "I shouldn’t forget to mention your letter sent from Aix. You mentioned that writing doesn’t go well with the waters, and I’ve come to agree with you—it’s just as hard without the waters. But I think it’s not the writing that’s the issue, but the thinking that’s hindered by the waters; you could still write perfectly fine if you write like our contemporary poets." Pope wrote to him on November 8th: "... That Duchess [of Hamilton],[19] Lord Warwick, Lord Stanhope, Mrs. Bellenden, Mrs. Lepell, and I can’t remember who else received your letters ... I would offer my services to Mr. Pulteney, but he’s out at Court, and I would compliment Mrs. Pulteney if she weren’t a Whig."[20]
From this letter it is evident that Gay was becoming well known in fashionable circles, and it is also clear that he had friends in the Court circle. "Gay is well at Court, and more than ever in the way of being served than ever.... Gay dines daily with the Maids of Honour," Pope had written to Martha Blount in December, 1716; and Gay, who would rather have had a place in the Household with nothing to do and no responsibility than anything else in the world, was not the man to refrain from endeavouring to improve the occasion. Mrs. Howard he had first met at Hanover, and in London contrived to turn the acquaintanceship into friendship. Knowing Gay's [pg 47]character and his ambition, it is probably doing him no injustice to say that he was first drawn to the lady by the belief that she might further his aims. However, it is only fair to say that he soon came to like her for herself, and long after he was convinced that she could be of no service to him he remained a very loyal and intimate friend. He was taken entirely into her confidence, as will presently be seen, and she even called him in to assist her when she was conducting an elaborate and stilted epistolatory flirtation with Lord Peterborough. It was most probably she who introduced him to Mrs. Bellenden, Mrs. Lepell, and the other ladies of the Court. Of Mrs. Howard and Gay, Dr. Johnson wrote: "Diligent court was paid to Mrs. Howard, afterwards Countess of Suffolk, who was much beloved by the King and Queen, to engage her interest for his promotion; but solicitations, verses, and flatteries were thrown away; the lady heard them and did nothing." This, however, is manifestly unfair, for it is now known that Mrs. Howard's influence was negligible.
From this letter, it’s clear that Gay was becoming well-known in fashionable circles, and he also had friends in the Court. "Gay is well at Court, and more than ever in the way of being helped than ever.... Gay dines daily with the Maids of Honour," Pope wrote to Martha Blount in December 1716; and Gay, who would prefer a position in the Household with no responsibilities over anything else in the world, was certainly not the kind of person to shy away from trying to make the most of the opportunity. He first met Mrs. Howard in Hanover and managed to turn that acquaintance into a friendship in London. Considering Gay's character and aspirations, it's probably fair to say that he was initially attracted to her with the belief that she could help him achieve his goals. However, it's also true that he soon came to genuinely like her for who she was, and long after he realized she could no longer assist him, he remained a very loyal and close friend. He was completely trusted by her, as will be shown soon, and she even involved him when she was engaged in an elaborate and pretentious flirtation by letter with Lord Peterborough. It was likely she who introduced him to Mrs. Bellenden, Mrs. Lepell, and other Court ladies. About Mrs. Howard and Gay, Dr. Johnson wrote: "Diligent court was paid to Mrs. Howard, afterwards Countess of Suffolk, who was much beloved by the King and Queen, to engage her interest for his promotion; but solicitations, verses, and flatteries were thrown away; the lady heard them and did nothing." This, however, is clearly unfair, as it's now known that Mrs. Howard's influence was minimal.
To the ladies of the Court and others of Pope's friends, Gay paid tribute in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
To the ladies of the Court and other friends of Pope, Gay paid tribute in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
Gay was now on intimate terms with Lord Harcourt, whom he presently introduced into "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
Gay was now close with Lord Harcourt, whom he soon introduced in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
and early in 1718 he visited him, first at Cockthorpe and then at Stanton Harcourt, at which latter seat Pope was staying, working on the fifth volume of the "Iliad." In the following year Gay again crossed the Channel, possibly for the second time with the Pulteneys, but the only record of this trip is to be found in the following letter:—
and early in 1718 he visited him, first at Cockthorpe and then at Stanton Harcourt, where Pope was staying, working on the fifth volume of the "Iliad." The next year, Gay made another trip across the Channel, possibly for the second time with the Pulteneys, but the only record of this trip is in the following letter:—
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"If it be absolutely necessary that I make an apology for my not writing, I must give you an account of very bad physicians, and a fever which I had at Spa, that confined me for a month; but I do not see that I need make the least excuse, or that I can find any reason for writing to you at all; for can you believe that I would wish to converse with you if it were not for the pleasure to hear you talk again? Then why should I write to you when there is no possibility of receiving an answer? I have been looking everywhere since I came into France to find out some object that might take you from my thoughts, that my journey might seem less tedious; but since nothing could ever do it in England I can much less expect it in France.
"If I absolutely have to apologize for not writing, I should explain about some really bad doctors and a fever I had at Spa that kept me stuck for a month; but I really don’t think I need to make any excuse, nor can I find a reason to write to you at all. Can you really believe that I would want to talk to you if it weren’t simply for the joy of hearing you speak again? So why should I write to you when there’s no chance of getting a reply? Since I arrived in France, I've been searching everywhere for something to distract me from thinking about you, hoping my trip would feel less long; but since nothing could do that in England, I certainly don't expect it to happen in France."
"I am rambling from place to place. In about a month I hope to be at Paris, and in the next month to be in England, and the next minute to see you. I am now at [pg 49]Dijon in Burgundy, where last night, at an ordinary, I was surprised by a question from an English gentleman whom I had never seen before; hearing my name, he asked me if I had any relation or acquaintance with myself, and when I told him I knew no such person, he assured me that he was an intimate acquaintance of Mr. Gay's of London. There was a Scotch gentleman, who all supper time was teaching some French gentlemen the force and propriety of the English language; and, what is seen very commonly, a young English gentleman with a Jacobite governor. A French marquis drove an Abbé from the table by railing against the vast riches of the Church, and another marquis, who squinted, endeavoured to explain transubstantiation: 'That a thing might not be what it really appeared to be, my eyes,' says he, 'may convince you. I seem at present to be looking on you; but, on the contrary, I see quite on the other side of the table.' I do not believe that this argument converted one of the heretics present, for all that I learned by him was, that to believe transubstantiation it is necessary not to see the thing you seem to look at.
"I'm wandering from place to place. In about a month, I hope to be in Paris, then the following month in England, and in a moment, I want to see you. Right now, I'm in [pg 49]Dijon in Burgundy, where last night, at a restaurant, I was surprised by a question from an English gentleman I had never met before; upon hearing my name, he asked me if I had any relation or acquaintance with myself, and when I told him I didn't know anyone by that name, he assured me he was a close friend of Mr. Gay's from London. There was a Scottish gentleman who spent the whole supper teaching some French gentlemen about the nuances and correctness of the English language; and, as is often seen, a young English gentleman with a Jacobite governor. A French marquis drove an Abbé away from the table by complaining about the massive wealth of the Church, and another marquis, who squinted, tried to explain transubstantiation: 'That something might not be what it seems, my eyes,' he said, 'can show you. I look like I'm looking at you right now; but actually, I'm seeing quite the other side of the table.' I doubt this argument convinced any of the heretics present, because all I learned from him was that to believe in transubstantiation, you must not see what you seem to be looking at."
"So much I have observed on the conversation and manners of the people. As for the animals of the country, it abounds with bugs, which are exceedingly familiar with strangers; and as for plants, garlick seems to be the favourite production of the country, though for my own part I think the vine preferable to it. When I publish my travels at large I shall be more particular; in order to which, to-morrow I set out for Lyons, from thence to Montpelier, and so to Paris; and soon after I shall pray that the winds may be favourable, I mean, to bring you from Richmond to London, or me from London to Richmond; so prays, etc., JOHN GAY.
"I've noticed a lot about the conversations and behaviors of the people. As for the animals in the area, there are plenty of bugs that are very friendly with strangers; regarding plants, garlic seems to be the favorite crop in the country, though I personally think the vine is better. When I publish my travel account, I'll go into more detail; for now, tomorrow I’m heading to Lyons, then to Montpelier, and on to Paris; and soon after, I hope the winds will be favorable, meaning to bring you from Richmond to London, or me from London to Richmond; so I pray, etc., JOHN GAY."
Footnotes:
References:
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), IV, p. 412.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), IV, p. 412.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 223.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 223.
Ibid., VII, p. 455.
Ibid., VII, p. 455.
Ibid., VI, p. 227.
Ibid., VI, p. 227.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 237.
Pope: Works (edited by Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 237.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 460.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 460.
George Rooke, a Dublin linendraper.
George Rooke, a Dublin linen seller.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 251.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 251.
Johnson: Works (ed. Hill), II, p. 271.
Johnson: *Works* (ed. Hill), II, p. 271.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 418.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 418.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 202.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 202.
Addison died on June 17th, 1719.
Addison passed away on June 17, 1719.
Stepson of Addison.
Addison's stepson.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 149.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 149.
Life of Pope, p. 126.
Pope's Life, p. 126.
Life of Pope, p. 126.
Pope's Life, p. 126.
Cibber's Apology (ed. Lowe).
Cibber's Apology (edited by Lowe).
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 244.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VI, p. 244.
Daughter of Lord Gerard, widow of the Duke of Hamilton, who in 1712 was killed in a duel with Lord Mohun.
Daughter of Lord Gerard, widow of the Duke of Hamilton, who was killed in a duel with Lord Mohun in 1712.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope) VII. p. 420.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope) VII. p. 420.
B.M., Add MSS., 22626, f. 22.
B.M., Add MSS., 22626, f. 22.
CHAPTER VI
1720 "Poems on Several Occasions"—Gay Invests His Earnings in the South
Sea Company—The South Sea "Bubble" Breaks, and Gay Loses all His
Money—Appointed a Commissioner of the State Lottery—Lord Lincoln
Gives Him an Apartment in Whitehall—At Tunbridge Wells—Correspondence
with Mrs. Howard.
Gay in 1720 was in his thirty-fifth year, and he had commenced author some twelve years before this date. During this period his output had been very small, and his success not conspicuous. As a dramatist he had been a complete failure—his first play, "The Wife of Bath," was still-born, and the others, "The What D'ye Call It" and "Three Hours After Marriage," had practically been hooted off the stage, and had brought him in their train a considerable degree of unpopularity. Of his poems, the only ones of any marked merit were "The Shepherd's Week," and "Trivia," and even these were unambitious, though not without merit. Gay now bethought him of collecting his poems, published and unpublished, and they were issued in two quarto volumes early in 1720, with the joint imprint of Jacob Tonson and his old publisher, Bernard Lintott, and with a frontispiece by William Kent.
Gay in 1720 was 35 years old, and he had started writing about twelve years earlier. During this time, he hadn’t produced much, and his success was minimal. As a playwright, he had completely failed—his first play, "The Wife of Bath," was a flop, and the others, "The What D'ye Call It" and "Three Hours After Marriage," were pretty much booed off the stage, causing him a fair amount of unpopularity. Of his poems, the only ones with any real quality were "The Shepherd's Week" and "Trivia," and even these were modest, though not without value. Gay decided to collect his poems, both published and unpublished, and they were released in two quarto volumes early in 1720, published by Jacob Tonson and his former publisher, Bernard Lintott, with a frontispiece by William Kent.
The "Poems on Several Occasions," as the collection was styled, were issued by subscription. His friends supported him admirably. Lord Burlington and Lord Chandos each put down his name for fifty copies, Lord Bathurst for ten copies; in all Gay made more than [pg 51]£1,000 by the publication. To this success he alluded in his "Epistle to the Right Honourable Paul Methuen, Esq."[1]
The "Poems on Several Occasions," as the collection was called, were published by subscription. His friends supported him incredibly well. Lord Burlington and Lord Chandos each subscribed for fifty copies, while Lord Bathurst took ten copies; in total, Gay made more than [pg 51]£1,000 from the publication. He mentioned this success in his "Epistle to the Right Honourable Paul Methuen, Esq."[1]
What to do with the thousand pounds—a sum certainly far larger than any of which he had ever been possessed—Gay had not the slightest idea. He had just enough wisdom to consult his friends. Erasmus Lewis, a prudent man of affairs, advised him to invest it in the Funds and live upon the interest; Arbuthnot advised him to put his faith in Providence and live upon the capital; Swift and Pope, who understood him best, advised him to purchase [pg 52]an annuity. Bewildered by these divergent counsels, he did none of these things. Just when he was confronted with the necessity of making up his mind, Pope's friend, James Craggs the younger, of whom he wrote in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
What to do with the thousand pounds—a sum definitely way bigger than anything he had ever had—Gay had no clue. He was just wise enough to ask his friends for advice. Erasmus Lewis, a sensible businessman, suggested he invest it in the stock market and live off the interest; Arbuthnot told him to trust in fate and live off the principal; Swift and Pope, who knew him best, recommended he buy [pg 52]an annuity. Confused by these different opinions, he didn't do any of those things. Just when he had to make a decision, Pope's friend, James Craggs the younger, whom he mentioned in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
made him a present of some stock of the South Sea Company, at the same time, no doubt, telling him that in all probability it would rise in value. Here was a chance, dear to the heart of this hunter after sinecures, of getting something for nothing—or next to nothing. With his thousand pounds he purchased more South Sea stock. At what price Gay bought it is impossible to say, but it is not unlikely that Craggs' present was made in April, 1720, when the first money-subscription was issued at the price of £300 for each £100 stock. The poet's good fortune was at this moment in the ascendant. A mania for speculation burst over the town, and everybody bought and sold South Sea stock. In July it was quoted at £1,000. If Gay had then sold out he would have realised a sum in the neighbourhood of £20,000. His friends implored him to content himself with this handsome profit, but in vain. As Dr. Johnson put it, "he dreamed of dignity and splendour, and could not bear to obstruct his own fortune."[2] He who a few months ago had been practically penniless, could not now bring himself to be satisfied with an income of about a thousand a year. Realising that it was impossible entirely to overcome his obduracy, his friends then begged him at least to sell so much as would produce even a hundred a year in the Funds, "which," Fenton said to him, "will make you sure of a clean shirt and a shoulder of mutton every day." Gay was not to be moved from his resolve to become a great capitalist. Arguments were of no avail. The wilful man finally had his way. Almost from the moment he refused to yield to his friends' entreaties the price of South Sea stock declined rapidly. [pg 53]The "Bubble" burst, and in October South Sea stock was unsaleable at any price. Gay lost not only his profit but his capital, and was again reduced to penury.
made him a gift of some shares in the South Sea Company, likely mentioning that they would probably increase in value. Here was a chance, appealing to the heart of this seeker of easy riches, to get something for nothing—or close to it. With his thousand pounds, he bought more South Sea stock. It’s unclear what price Gay paid, but it’s likely Craggs’ gift happened in April 1720, when the first money subscription was issued at £300 for every £100 in stock. The poet's luck was rising at that moment. A speculation frenzy swept through the town, and everyone was buying and selling South Sea stock. By July, it was quoted at £1,000. If Gay had sold at that point, he would have made around £20,000. His friends urged him to be satisfied with this substantial profit, but to no avail. As Dr. Johnson put it, "he dreamed of dignity and splendor, and could not bear to sabotage his own fortune." He who a few months earlier had been nearly broke, could not bring himself to settle for an income of about a thousand a year. Aware that it was impossible to completely sway his stubbornness, his friends then urged him to sell just enough to ensure a hundred a year from the Funds, "which," Fenton told him, "will guarantee you a clean shirt and a shoulder of mutton every day." Gay was determined to stick to his ambition of becoming a major investor. Arguments failed to change his mind. The stubborn man ultimately got his way. Almost immediately after he ignored his friends' pleas, the price of South Sea stock started to drop quickly. The "Bubble" burst, and by October, South Sea stock was unsellable at any price. Gay lost not just his profit but his initial investment and was once again plunged into poverty.
Gay spoke his mind about the "Bubble" in "A Panegyrical Epistle to Mr. Thomas Snow, Goldsmith, near Temple Bar: Occasioned by his Buying and Selling of the Third Subscriptions, taken in by the Directors of the South Sea Company, at a thousand per cent," which was published by Lintott in 1721:—
Gay spoke openly about the "Bubble" in "A Panegyrical Epistle to Mr. Thomas Snow, Goldsmith, near Temple Bar: Occasioned by his Buying and Selling of the Third Subscriptions, taken in by the Directors of the South Sea Company, at a thousand per cent," which was published by Lintott in 1721:—
One of the immediate results of the disaster was Gay's inability to fulfil his obligations to one of the publishers of his "Poems on Several Occasions":—
One of the immediate results of the disaster was Gay's inability to meet his obligations to one of the publishers of his "Poems on Several Occasions":—
JOHN GAY TO JACOB TONSON.
JOHN GAY TO JACOB TONSON.
"Sir,—I received your letter with the accounts of the books you had delivered. I have not seen Mr. Lintott's account, but shall take the first opportunity to call on him. I cannot think your letter consists of the utmost civility, [pg 54]in five lines to press me twice to make up my account just at a time when it is impracticable to sell out of the stocks in which my fortune is engaged. Between Mr. Lintott and you the greatest part of the money is received, and I imagine you have a sufficient number of books in your hands for the security of the rest. To go to the strictness of the matter, I own my note engages me to make the whole payment in the beginning of September. Had it been in my power, I had not given you occasion to send to me, for I can assure you I am as impatient and uneasy to pay the money I owe, as some men are to receive it, and it is no small mortification to refuse you so reasonable a request, which is that I may no longer be obliged to you."[3]
"Dear Sir, I received your letter with the accounts of the books you delivered. I haven’t seen Mr. Lintott's account yet, but I will make sure to visit him at the first opportunity. I can't believe your letter is filled with so much courtesy, in just five lines pushing me twice to settle my account right when it’s impossible for me to sell my stocks. Between Mr. Lintott and you, most of the money has been received, and I assume you have enough books in your possession to secure the rest. Strictly speaking, I admit my note commits me to settle the full payment at the beginning of September. If it were within my control, I wouldn’t have given you any reason to reach out to me, because I assure you I am just as eager and anxious to pay what I owe as some are to collect it. It's quite a disappointment to deny you such a reasonable request, which is that I may no longer be indebted to you."
The loss of his fortune was, of course, a very severe blow to Gay, but as ever, his friends gathered round him. Instead of being angry with him for his folly—but no one of his friends was ever angry with him—they looked upon him, and treated him, just as a spoilt child who had disobediently tried to get over a hedge and had scratched himself in the endeavour. They put their heads together to find "something" for him. Gay, of course, was not easy to deal with; it was difficult to make him listen to reason. He could not be brought to believe that it was not his due to receive something for nothing. He had been secretary to Lord Clarendon's brief Mission to Hanover; why had not diplomacy something to offer him? The Princess of Wales had asked for a copy of a set of his verses; was there no place for him at Court? He had praised members of the Royal Family in verse; was there somewhere—somehow—a sinecure in the Household for him? It seems that Gay really could not understand the position. Could not Mrs. Howard do something in his interest? Could not the friends of Pope do aught to secure that little post? Or Lord Burlington, or Lord Bathurst, or William Pulteney, or some one of the rest? [pg 55]He became petulant, and it is a tribute to his charm that not one of these persons was ever disgusted with him, but continued to feed him, keep him, and pet him, and made their friends and their friends' friends do likewise. In fact, this delightful, whimsical, helpless creature leant upon all who were stronger, and each one upon whom he leant loved him to his dying day.
The loss of his fortune hit Gay really hard, but as always, his friends rallied around him. Instead of being mad at him for his mistakes—though none of his friends ever got mad at him—they treated him like a spoiled child who had tried to climb over a hedge and ended up scratching himself in the process. They came together to figure out "something" for him. Gay was not the easiest person to manage; it was tough to get him to listen to reason. He couldn’t understand that he wasn’t entitled to something for nothing. He had been the secretary for Lord Clarendon's short Mission to Hanover; why didn’t diplomacy have anything to offer him? The Princess of Wales had requested a copy of his verses; wasn’t there a place for him at Court? He had praised the Royal Family in his poetry; wasn’t there some sort of easy position for him within the Household? It seemed that Gay really couldn't grasp the situation. Couldn't Mrs. Howard do something to help him? Couldn’t Pope's friends do anything to secure that small post? Or maybe Lord Burlington, Lord Bathurst, William Pulteney, or someone else from their circle? [pg 55]He became sulky, and it’s a testament to his charm that none of these people were ever turned off by him; they continued to support him, care for him, and pamper him, and made their friends and acquaintances do the same. In fact, this delightful, whimsical, helpless person relied on everyone stronger than him, and each person he turned to loved him for the rest of their lives.
Gay's health, which was never robust, gave way under his bitter disappointment, and in 1721 he went in the early autumn to Bath, where Mrs. Bradshaw wrote to Mrs. Howard, September 19th: "He is always with the Duchess of Queensberry." In the following year he was again ill, and went again to recuperate at the Somersetshire watering place.
Gay's health, which was never strong, deteriorated due to his deep disappointment, and in 1721 he went to Bath in early autumn. On September 19th, Mrs. Bradshaw wrote to Mrs. Howard: "He is always with the Duchess of Queensberry." The following year, he fell ill again and returned to the Somersetshire spa to recover.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"After every post-day, for these eight or nine years, I have been troubled with an uneasiness of spirit, and at last I have resolved to get rid of it and write to you. I do not deserve you should think so well of me as I really deserve, for I have not professed to you that I love you as much as ever I did; but you are the only person of my acquaintance, almost, that does not know it. Whomever I see that comes from Ireland, the first question I ask is after your health ... I think of you very often; nobody wishes you better, or longs more to see you ... I was there [at Bath] for near eleven weeks for a colic that I have been troubled with of late; but have not found all the benefit I expected ... I lodge at present at Burlington House, and have received many civilities from many great men, but very few real benefits. They wonder at each other for not providing for me, and I wonder at them all. Experience has given me some knowledge of them, so that I can say, that it is not in their power to disappoint me."[4]
"After every day that passes, for the past eight or nine years, I've been feeling uneasy, and finally, I've decided to let it go and write to you. I don't deserve for you to think of me as highly as I really do, because I haven't told you that I love you just as much as I always have; but you’re nearly the only person I know who doesn’t know it. Whenever I see someone coming from Ireland, the first thing I ask is how you’re doing... I think about you often; no one wishes you well more than I do, or longs to see you more... I was in Bath for nearly eleven weeks dealing with a colic that's been bothering me lately, but I haven't found the relief I expected... I'm currently staying at Burlington House, and I’ve received many kindnesses from some important people, but very few real benefits. They’re surprised at each other for not helping me, and I wonder at all of them. My experience has taught me enough about them to say that they can’t really disappoint me." [4]
[pg 56]This was certainly ungrateful of Gay, but allowance may perhaps be made for him on the ground that he was, as Coxe has written, "of a sanguine disposition, was easily raised and as easily depressed. He mistook the usual civilities of persons of distinction for offers of assistance, and argued from the common promises of a Court certain preferment." He accordingly always suffered from mortification, about which he was prone to discourse. This was a foible well known to his friends, and even Pope could not refrain from gently chaffing him: "I wish you joy of the birth of the young Prince,[5] because he is the only prince we have from whom you have had no expectations and no disappointments."[6]
[pg 56]This was definitely ungrateful of Gay, but we might consider that he was, as Coxe noted, "of a hopeful nature, easily lifted up and just as easily brought down. He confused the usual courtesies from people of importance with offers of help, and assumed from the general promises of a Court that he would receive some advantage." As a result, he often dealt with feelings of embarrassment, which he tended to talk about a lot. This was a quirk his friends knew well, and even Pope couldn’t help but tease him lightly: "Congratulations on the arrival of the young Prince,[5] because he is the only prince you have had no hopes for and no letdowns from."[6]
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"Although I care not to talk to you as a divine, yet I hope you have not been the author of your colic. Do you drink bad wine or keep bad company?... I am heartily sorry you have any dealings with that ugly distemper, and I believe our friend Arbuthnot will recommend you to temperance and exercise ...
"Even though I don't want to speak to you like a god, I really hope you haven't caused your own stomach issues. Are you drinking bad wine or spending time with the wrong people?... I'm really sorry you're dealing with that awful condition, and I think our friend Arbuthnot will suggest that you focus on moderation and exercise..."
"I am extremely glad he [Pope] is not in your case of needing great men's favour, and could heartily wish that you were in his.
"I’m really glad he [Pope] doesn’t need the favor of powerful people like you do, and I truly wish you were in his position."
"I have been considering why poets have such ill success in making their court, since they are allowed to be the greatest and best of all flatterers. The defect is, that they flatter only in print or in writing, but not by word of mouth; they will give things under their hand which they make a conscience of speaking. Besides, they are too libertine to haunt antechambers, too poor to bribe porters and footmen, and too proud to cringe to second-hand favourites in a great family.
"I've been thinking about why poets struggle to get ahead, even though they're known to be the best at flattery. The problem is that they only flatter in print or writing, not verbally; they're willing to put things on paper that they wouldn’t say out loud. Also, they're too free-spirited to linger in waiting rooms, too broke to pay off porters and attendants, and too proud to suck up to minor favorites in a big household."
"[pg 57]Tell me, are you not under original sin by the dedication of your Eclogues to Lord Bolingbroke?
"[pg 57]Tell me, aren’t you guilty of original sin by dedicating your Eclogues to Lord Bolingbroke?"
"I am an ill judge at this distance, and besides am, for my case, utterly ignorant of the commonest things that pass in the world; but if all Courts have a sameness in them (as the parsons phrase it), things may be as they were in my time, when all employments went to Parliament-men's friends, who had been useful in elections, and there was always a huge list of names in arrears at the Treasury, which would at least take up your seven years' expedient to discharge even one-half.
"I’m a pretty bad judge from this distance, and honestly, I’m totally clueless about the most basic things happening in the world. But if all courts are similar (as the ministers say), things might still be like they were in my time, when all jobs went to the friends of Parliament members who helped with elections. There was always a long list of names at the Treasury in debt, which would take at least seven years just to clear half of it."
"I am of opinion, if you will not be offended, that the surest course would be to get your friend [Lord Burlington] who lodgeth in your house to recommend you to the next Chief Governor who comes over here, for a good civil employment, or to be one of his secretaries, which your Parliament-men are fond enough of, when there is no room at home. The wine is good and reasonable; you may dine twice a week at the Deanery-house; there is a set of company in this town sufficient for one man; folks will admire you, because they have read you, and read of you; and a good employment will make you live tolerably in London, or sumptuously here; or, if you divide between both places, it will be for your health."[7]
"I think, if you won't be upset, that the best move would be to ask your friend [Lord Burlington], who is staying at your place, to recommend you to the next Chief Governor who comes here for a good job, or to be one of his secretaries, which your Parliament members seem to like when there’s no opportunity at home. The wine is good and reasonably priced; you can have dinner twice a week at the Deanery-house; there’s a decent group of people in this town for one person; folks will admire you because they’ve read your work and heard about you; and a good job will allow you to live comfortably in London, or lavishly here; or, if you split your time between both places, it will be good for your health." [7]
Gay's friends, who had persistently been on the look-out to help him, at last met with some small measure of success. "I am obliged to you for your advice, as I have been formerly for your assistance in introducing me into business," Gay wrote to Swift from London, February 3rd, 1723. "I shall this year be Commissioner of the State Lottery, which will be worth to me a hundred and fifty pounds. And I am not without hopes that I have friends that will think of some better and more certain provision for me."[8] In addition to this post, the Earl of Lincoln [pg 58]was persuaded to give him an apartment in Whitehall. The Commissionship and the residence to some small extent soothed Gay's ruffled vanity, and were beyond question convenient.
Gay's friends, who had always been looking out for him, finally had some success. "I appreciate your advice, just like I appreciated your help getting me into business," Gay wrote to Swift from London on February 3, 1723. "This year, I will be the Commissioner of the State Lottery, which will earn me one hundred and fifty pounds. And I’m hopeful that I have friends who will come up with better and more stable arrangements for me." [8] In addition to this position, the Earl of Lincoln [pg 58]was convinced to provide him with a place to stay in Whitehall. The commission and the apartment somewhat eased Gay's bruised pride and were undoubtedly helpful.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"As for the reigning amusements of the town, it is entirely music; real fiddles, bass-viols and hautboys; not poetical harps, lyres and reeds. There's nobody allowed to say, I sing, but an eunuch or an Italian woman. Everybody is grown now as great a judge of music, as they were in your time of poetry, and folks that could not distinguish one tune from another now daily dispute about the different styles of Handel, Bononcine, and Attilio. People have now forgot Homer and Virgil and Cæsar, or at least they have lost their ranks. For in London and Westminster, in all polite conversations, Senesino is daily voted to be the greatest man that ever lived.
"As for the popular entertainment in town, it's all about music; real violins, violas, and oboes, not poetic harps, lyres, and reeds. Only a eunuch or an Italian woman is allowed to say, 'I sing.' Everyone's become as much of a music critic as they once were for poetry, and people who couldn’t distinguish one tune from another now constantly argue about the different styles of Handel, Bononcini, and Attilio. They've pretty much forgotten Homer, Virgil, and Caesar, or at least their importance has faded. Nowadays, in London and Westminster, in all polite conversations, Senesino is considered to be the greatest man who ever lived."
"Mr. Congreve I see often; he always mentions you with the strongest expressions of esteem and friendship. He labours still under the same affliction as to his sight and gout; but in his intervals of health he has not lost anything of his cheerful temper. I passed all the last season with him at Bath, and I have great reason to value myself upon his friendship, for I am sure he sincerely wishes me well. Pope has just now embarked himself in another great undertaking as an author, for of late he has talked only as a gardener. He has engaged to translate the Odyssey in three years, I believe rather out of a prospect of gain than inclination, for I am persuaded he bore his part in the loss of the South Sea. I supped about a fortnight ago with Lord Bathurst and Lewis at Dr. Arbuthnot's."[9]
"Mr. Congreve is someone I see often; he always speaks about you with the highest regard and friendship. He's still dealing with the same issues regarding his sight and gout, but during his good days, he hasn't lost his cheerful spirit. I spent the entire last season with him at Bath, and I take great pride in our friendship because I know he genuinely wishes me well. Pope has just taken on another big project as a writer, as he has recently been talking mostly about gardening. He has committed to translating the Odyssey in three years, and I believe he's doing it more for the potential profit than out of interest, as I’m convinced he suffered financially from the South Sea bubble. I had dinner about two weeks ago with Lord Bathurst and Lewis at Dr. Arbuthnot's."[9]
During the summer of 1723 Gay, still troubled with the colic, went to Tunbridge Wells, where he carried on a vigorous correspondence with Mrs. Howard.
During the summer of 1723, Gay, still suffering from colic, went to Tunbridge Wells, where he maintained a lively correspondence with Mrs. Howard.
"I was very sorry to hear, when I returned from Greenwich, that you had been at Richmond the same day; but I really thought you would have ordered your affairs in such a manner that I should have seen you before you went to Tunbridge. I dare say you are now with your friends, but not with one who more sincerely wishes to see you easy and happy than I do; if my power was equal to theirs the matter should soon be determined.
"I was really sorry to hear, when I got back from Greenwich, that you were at Richmond the same day; but I honestly thought you would have arranged things so that I could see you before you went to Tunbridge. I’m sure you’re now with your friends, but no one wishes for your happiness and comfort more sincerely than I do; if I had the same power as they do, this would be sorted out quickly."
"I am glad to hear you frequent the church. You cannot fail of being often put in mind of the great virtue of patience, and how necessary that may be for you to practise I leave to your own experience. I applaud your prudence (for I hope it is entirely owing to it) that you have no money at Tunbridge. It is easier to avoid the means of temptation than to resist them when the power is in our own hands....
"I’m happy to hear you go to church regularly. You must often be reminded of the great virtue of patience, and how essential it may be for you to practice it, I’ll leave for you to figure out through your own experiences. I commend your wisdom (I hope it’s completely due to that) in not having any money while at Tunbridge. It’s easier to avoid temptation than to resist it when we have the power to act on it ourselves....
"The place you are in has strangely filled your head with cures and physicians; but (take my word for it) many a fine lady has gone there to drink the waters without being sick, and many a man has complained of the loss of his heart who has had it in his own possession. I desire you will keep yours, for I shall not be very fond of a friend without one, and I have a great mind you should be in the number of mine."
"The place you're in has oddly filled your mind with thoughts of remedies and doctors; but trust me, many a lovely lady has gone there to drink the waters without being ill, and many a man has mourned the loss of his heart while it's been right in his possession. I want you to keep yours, because I won't be very fond of a friend who doesn't have one, and I really hope you can be one of my friends."
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS HOWARD.
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"The next pleasure to seeing you is hearing from you, and when I hear you succeed in your wishes I succeed in mine—so I will not say a word more of the house.
"The next joy after seeing you is hearing from you, and when I find out that you achieve what you want, I achieve what I want—so I won't mention the house again."
"We have a young lady, Mary Jennings, here that is very particular in her desires. I have known some ladies who, if ever they prayed and were sure their prayers would prevail, would ask an equipage, a title, a husband or [pg 60]matadores; but this lady, who is but seventeen and has but thirty thousand pounds, places all her wishes in a pot of good ale. When her friends, for the sake of her shape and complexion, would dissuade her from it, she answers, with the truest sincerity, that by the loss of shape and complexion she can only lose a husband, but that ale is her passion. I have not as yet drank with her, though I must own I cannot help being fond of a lady who has so little disguise of her practice, either in her words or appearance. If to show you love her you must drink with her she has chosen an ill place for followers, for she is forbid with the waters. Her shape is not very unlike a barrel, and I would describe her eyes, if I could look over the agreeable swellings of her cheeks, in which the rose predominates; nor can I perceive the least of the lily in her whole countenance. You see what £30,000 can do, for without that I could never have discovered all these agreeable particularities. In short, she is the ortolan, or rather wheat-ear, of the place, for she is entirely a lump of fat; and the form of the universe itself is scarce more beautiful, for her figure is almost circular. After I have said all this, I believe it will be in vain for me to declare I am not in love, and I am afraid that I have showed some imprudence in talking upon this subject, since you have declared that you like a friend that has a heart in his disposal. I assure you I am not mercenary and that £30,000 have not half so much power with me as the woman I love."
"We have a young woman, Mary Jennings, here who is very specific about what she wants. I’ve known some women who, if they ever prayed and were confident their prayers would be answered, would ask for a fancy carriage, a title, a husband, or [pg 60]matadors; but this girl, who is only seventeen and has thirty thousand pounds, focuses all her wishes on a tankard of good ale. When her friends try to discourage her from it for the sake of her figure and complexion, she honestly replies that losing her shape and beauty would only mean losing a husband, but ale is her true passion. I haven’t yet drunk with her, though I must admit I can’t help but admire a woman who is so straightforward about her habits, both in her words and in her looks. If you need to show her you care by drinking with her, she has picked a bad spot for admirers, as she is restricted from the waters. Her figure is somewhat like a barrel, and I would describe her eyes if I could see past the soft roundness of her cheeks, where the rose is prominent; I can’t detect any hint of the lily in her face at all. You can see what £30,000 can do, for without it I could never have noticed all these charming details. In short, she is the ortolan, or rather wheat-ear, of the area, because she is completely round; and the shape of the universe itself is hardly more lovely, as her figure is almost circular. After saying all this, I believe it may be pointless for me to claim that I’m not in love, and I fear I’ve been a bit reckless discussing this topic, since you’ve mentioned that you prefer a friend who has a heart to share. I assure you I’m not materialistic, and that £30,000 holds far less sway over me than the woman I love."
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
"I have taken some days to consider of your wheat-ear, but I find I can no more approve of your having a passion for that, than I did of your turning parson. But if ever you will take the one, I insist upon your taking the other; they ought not to be parted; they were made from the beginning for each other. But I do not forbid you to [pg 61]get the best intelligence of the ways, manners and customs of this wonderful phenomène, how it supports the disappointment of bad ale, and what are the consequences to the full enjoyment of her luxury? I have some thoughts of taking a hint from the ladies of your acquaintance who pray for matadores, and turn devotees for luck at ombre, for I have already lost above £100 since I came to Richmond.
"I've taken a few days to think about your wheat-ear, but I can't say I support your interest in that any more than I did your decision to become a clergyman. But if you ever choose one, I insist you take the other; they shouldn't be separated; they were meant to go together from the start. However, I won’t stop you from [pg 61]finding out everything you can about the ways, habits, and customs of this amazing phenomène, how it copes with the disappointment of bad beer, and what the consequences are for fully enjoying her luxury? I’m considering taking a cue from the women you know who pray for matadores and become superstitious for luck at cards, since I’ve already lost over £100 since I arrived in Richmond."
"I do not like to have you too passionately fond of everything that has no disguise. I (that am grown old in Courts) can assure you sincerity is so very unthriving that I can never give consent that you should practise it, excepting to three or four people that I think may deserve it, of which number I am. I am resolved that you shall open a new scene of behaviour next winter and begin to pay in coin your debts of fair promises. I have some thoughts of giving you a few loose hints for a satire, and if you manage it right, and not indulge that foolish good-nature of yours, I do not question but I shall see you in good employment before Christmas."
"I really don’t want you to be overly attached to everything that’s straightforward. I’ve grown old in courts, and I can tell you that being too sincere doesn’t really get you anywhere, so I can’t agree to you being completely honest, except with three or four people I think deserve it, and I count myself among them. I’m determined that you’ll change your behavior next winter and start fulfilling your promises. I have some ideas for a satire I might share with you, and if you handle it properly and don’t give in to that silly kindness of yours, I have no doubt I'll see you busy with it before Christmas."
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"I have long wished to be able to put in practice that valuable worldly qualification of being insincere. One of my chief reasons is that I hate to be particular, and I think if a man cannot conform to the customs of the world, he is not fit to be encouraged or to live in it. I know that, if one would be agreeable to men of dignity one must study to imitate them, and I know which way they get money and places. I cannot indeed wonder that the talents requisite for a great statesman are so scarce in the world, since so many of those who possess them are every month cut off in the prime of their life at the Old Bailey.
"I've always wanted to apply that useful worldly skill of being insincere. One of my main reasons is that I dislike being particular, and I believe if a person can't adjust to the customs of the world, they shouldn't be supported or allowed to live in it. I understand that to be liked by people of stature, one has to learn to imitate them, and I know how they acquire wealth and positions. It's no surprise that the skills needed for a great statesman are so rare, considering how many who have them are cut down in their prime at the Old Bailey each month."
"Another observation I have made upon courtiers is that if you have any friendship with any particular one, you must be entirely governed by his friendship and [pg 62]resentments, not your own; you are not only to flatter him but those that he flatters, and, if he chances to take a fancy to any man whom you know that he knows to have the talents of a statesman, you are immediately to think both of them men of the most exact honour. In short, you must think nothing dishonest or dishonourable that is required of you, because, if you know the world, you must know that no statesman has or ever will require anything of you that is dishonest or dishonourable.
"Another observation I’ve made about courtiers is that if you have any friendship with a particular one, you have to be completely controlled by his friendships and resentments, not your own; you not only have to flatter him but also those he flatters, and if he happens to like any man whom you know he recognizes as talented, you immediately have to consider both of them as the most honorable people. In short, you must not see anything dishonest or dishonorable in what is asked of you, because, if you know how the world works, you should understand that no statesman has ever asked or will ever ask anything dishonest or dishonorable from you."
"Then you must suppose that all statesmen, and your friend in particular (for statesmen's friends have always seemed to think so) have been, are, and always will be guided by strict justice, and are quite void of partiality and resentment. You are to believe that he never did or can propose any wrong thing, for whoever has it in his power to dissent from a statesman, in any one particular, is not capable of his friendship. This last word, friendship, I have been forced to make use of several times, though I know that I speak improperly, for it has never been allowed a Court term. This is some part of a Court creed, though it is impossible to fix all the articles, for as men of dignity believe one thing one day and another the next, so you must daily change your faith and opinion; therefore the mood to please these wonderful and mighty men is never to declare in the morning what you believe until your friend has declared what he believes—for one mistake this way is utter destruction.
"Then you must think that all politicians, and especially your friend (since it seems that politicians' friends always do), have been, are, and always will be guided by strict fairness, and are completely free from bias and resentment. You have to believe that he never has or can suggest anything wrong, because anyone who can disagree with a politician on any issue is not capable of being his friend. I've had to use the word friendship several times, even though I know it's not the right term, as it's never used in a court setting. This is part of the unwritten rules of the court, although it's impossible to define all the rules, since people in power believe one thing one day and something else the next. Thus, you have to constantly adapt your beliefs and opinions; you should never reveal what you believe in the morning before your friend shares his thoughts first—one mistake in this regard can lead to total disaster."
"I hope these few reflections will convince you that I know something of the art of pleasing great men. I have strictly examined most favourites that I have known, and think I judge right, that almost all of them have practised most of these rules on their way to preferment. I cannot wonder that great men require all this from their creatures, since most of them have practised it themselves, or else they had never arrived to their dignities.
"I hope these few thoughts will show you that I understand how to please influential people. I've closely observed many favorites I’ve known, and I believe I'm right in thinking that nearly all of them have followed these rules on their path to success. I can't be surprised that powerful people expect this from their underlings, since most of them have done the same themselves, or they wouldn’t have reached their positions."
"As to your advice that you give me in relation to preaching and marrying and ale, I like it extremely, for this [pg 63]lady [Mary Jennings] must be born to be a parson's wife, and I never will think of marrying her till I have preached my first sermon. She was last night at a private ball—so private that not one man knew it till it was over, so that Mrs. Carr was disturbed at her lodgings by only a dozen ladies, who danced together without the least scandal.
"As for your advice about preaching, marrying, and drinking beer, I really like it. This [pg 63] girl [Mary Jennings] is definitely meant to be a parson's wife, and I won’t consider marrying her until I’ve preached my first sermon. Last night, she went to a private party—so private that not a single man found out until it was over, which meant Mrs. Carr was only disturbed at her place by a dozen ladies who danced together without any scandal."
"I fancy I shall not stay here much longer, though what will become of me I know not, for I have not, and fear never shall have, a will of my own."
"I don't think I'll stay here much longer, but I have no idea what will happen to me, since I don't have, and I'm afraid I never will have, my own will."
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
Mrs. Howard to John Gay.
"After you have told me that you hate writing letters, it would be very ungrateful not to thank you for so many as you have written for me. Acting contrary to one's inclinations, for the service of those one likes, is a strong proof of friendship; yet, as it is painful, it ought never to be exacted but in case of great necessity. As such I look upon that correspondence in which I have engaged you.
"After you told me that you hate writing letters, it would be really ungrateful not to thank you for all the ones you've written for me. Doing something against your preferences for the benefit of those you care about is a true sign of friendship; however, since it can be difficult, it should only be expected in times of great need. That's how I see the correspondence I've asked you to be a part of."
"Perhaps you think I treat you very oddly, that while I own myself afraid of a man of wit [Lord Peterborough] and make that a pretence to ask your assistance, I can write to you myself without any concern; but do me justice and believe it is that I think it requires something more than wit to deserve esteem. So it is less uneasy for me to write to you than to the other, for I should fancy I purchased the letters I received (though very witty) at too great an expense, if at the least hazard of having my real answers exposed.
"Maybe you think I behave strangely, that even though I admit I'm intimidated by a clever man [Lord Peterborough] and use that as an excuse to ask for your help, I can reach out to you directly without a second thought; but please understand that I believe it takes more than just cleverness to earn respect. So it’s easier for me to write to you than to him, because I feel like I would be paying too high a price for the letters I get from him (even if they are very clever) if I risk having my true feelings laid bare."
"The enclosed[10] will discover that I did not make use of every argument with which you had furnished me; but I had a reason, of which I am not at this time disposed to make you a judge. Conquest is the last thing a woman cares to resign; but I should be very sorry to have you in the desperate state of my Knight-errant. No! I would [pg 64]spare you, out of self-interest, to secure to me those I have made by your assistance."
"The enclosed[10] will show that I didn’t use every argument you provided; but I have my reasons, and I’m not ready to let you judge them. A woman really doesn’t want to give up her conquests; but I would hate to see you in the desperate situation of my Knight-errant. No! I would [pg 64]rather protect you, for my own benefit, to ensure I keep those I’ve gained with your help."
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
"I am very much pleased to find you are of my opinion. I have always thought that the man who will be nothing but a man of wit oftener disobliges than entertains the company. There is nothing tries our patience more than that person who arrogantly is ever showing his superiority over the company he is engaged in. He and his fate I think very like the woman whose whole ambition is only to be handsome. She is in continual care about her own charms and neglects the world; and he is always endeavouring to be more witty than all the world, which makes them both disagreeable companions.
"I’m really glad to see that you share my opinion. I've always believed that a person who only wants to show off their wit often annoys more than entertains those around them. Nothing tests our patience quite like someone who constantly flaunts their superiority over the people they’re with. His situation resembles that of a woman whose only goal is to be beautiful. She is always preoccupied with her looks and ignores everything else, and he is constantly trying to outwit everyone, making them both unpleasant company."
"The warmth with which I attack wit will, I am afraid, be thought to proceed from the same motive which makes the old and ugly attack the young and handsome; but if you examine well all those of the character I have mentioned you will find they are generally but pretenders to either wit or beauty, and in justification of myself I can say, and that with great sincerity, I respect wit with judgment, and beauty with humility, whenever I meet it.
"The warmth with which I approach wit might be seen, I’m afraid, as stemming from the same motive that leads the old and unattractive to criticize the young and good-looking; however, if you take a closer look at those I’ve described, you’ll see that they are usually just pretending to have either wit or beauty. To justify myself, I can honestly say that I respect wit with discernment and beauty with humility whenever I come across it."
"I have sent the enclosed[11] and desire an answer. I make no more apologies, for I take you to be in earnest; but if you can talk of sincerity without having it, I am glad it is in my power to punish you, for sincerity is not only the favourite expression of my knight-errant, but it is my darling virtue.
"I have sent the enclosed[11] and I want a response. I won’t apologize anymore, as I believe you are serious; but if you can speak of sincerity without actually being sincere, I'm glad I can hold you accountable, because sincerity is not only my knight-errant's favorite expression, but it is also my cherished virtue."
"If I agree with you, that wit is very seldom to be found in sincerity, it is because I think neither wit nor sincerity is often found; but daily experience shows us it is want of wit, and not too much, makes people insincere."
"If I agree with you that wit is rarely found in sincerity, it’s because I believe that neither wit nor sincerity is common; however, daily experience shows us that it's a lack of wit, not an excess of it, that makes people insincere."
Footnotes:
References:
Paul Methuen (1672-1757), diplomatist; Comptroller of the Household 1720-1725; K.B., 1725.
Paul Methuen (1672-1757), diplomat; Comptroller of the Household from 1720 to 1725; K.B., 1725.
Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 273.
Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 273.
B.M., Add. MSS., 28275, f. 8.
B.M., Add. MSS., 28275, f. 8.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 385.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 385.
George William, born November 2nd, 1717, died February 6th, 1722.
George William, born on November 2, 1717, died on February 6, 1722.
Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 422.
Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 422.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, 390.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), 16, 390.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 398.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), 16, p. 398.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 297.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVI, p. 297.
Probably a letter from Lord Peterborough to Mrs. Howard.
Probably a letter from Lord Peterborough to Mrs. Howard.
Probably a copy of a letter from Mrs. Howard to Lord Peterborough
Probably a copy of a letter from Mrs. Howard to Lord Peterborough
CHAPTER VII
1724-1727
"THE CAPTIVES"—THE FIRST SERIES OF "FABLES"—GAY AND THE
COURT—POPE, SWIFT AND MRS. HOWARD.
During 1723 Gay wrote a tragedy, "The Captives," which at the end of the year he read to the royal circle at Leicester House. "When the hour came," Johnson has recorded, "he saw the Princess [of Wales] and her ladies all in expectation, and, advancing with reverence, too great for any other attention, stumbled at a stool, and, falling forward, threw down a weighty Japanese screen. The Princess started, the ladies screamed, and poor Gay, after all the disturbance, was still to read his play."[1] "The Captives" was produced at Drury Lane Theatre in January, 1724, and according to the Biographica Dramatica was "acted nine nights with great applause," the third, or author's night, being by the command of the Prince and Princess of Wales. According, however, to Fenton, "Gay's play had no success. I am told he gave thirty guineas to have it acted on the fifth night."[2] When it was published, Gay prefaced it with the following dedication:—
During 1723, Gay wrote a tragedy, "The Captives," which he read to the royal circle at Leicester House at the end of the year. "When the time came," Johnson noted, "he saw the Princess [of Wales] and her ladies all waiting eagerly, and, bowing with too much reverence to pay attention to anything else, he tripped over a stool and fell forward, knocking down a heavy Japanese screen. The Princess gasped, the ladies screamed, and poor Gay still had to read his play after all that commotion." [1] "The Captives" premiered at Drury Lane Theatre in January 1724, and according to the Biographica Dramatica, it was "performed for nine nights with great applause," with the third night, or author's night, being at the request of the Prince and Princess of Wales. However, Fenton claimed, "Gay's play was not successful. I heard he paid thirty guineas to have it performed on the fifth night." [2] When it was published, Gay included the following dedication:—
TO HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCESS OF WALES.
TO HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCESS OF WALES.
"Madam,
"Ma'am,
"The honour I received from your Royal Highness in being permitted to read this play to you before it was [pg 66]acted, made me more happy than any other success that could have happened to me. If it had the good fortune to gain your Royal Highness's approbation, I have often been reflecting to what to impute it, and I think it must have been the catastrophe of the fall, the rewarding virtue and the relieving the distressed. For that could not fail to give some pleasure in fiction, which, it is plain, gives you the greatest in reality, or else your Royal Highness would not (as you always have done) make it your daily practice.
"The honor I got from your Royal Highness by being allowed to read this play to you before it was [pg 66]acted made me happier than any other success I could have had. If it was fortunate enough to receive your Royal Highness's approval, I've often thought about what might explain it, and I believe it must be the tragic fall, the rewarding of virtue, and the relief of the distressed. That surely brings some enjoyment in fiction, which clearly gives you the greatest pleasure in reality, or else your Royal Highness wouldn’t have made it a part of your daily routine, as you always have."
"I am, Madam,
"Your Royal Highness's most dutiful
and most humbly devoted servant,
"JOHN GAY."
"I am, Madam,
"Your Royal Highness's most loyal
and most humbly devoted servant,
"JOHN GAY."
Of what Gay did, or where he went during 1724, next to nothing is known. Presumably he spent most of his time in his apartment at Whitehall, eating much and drinking more than was good for him, and, to judge by results, writing nothing. The only trace of him during 1724 is in the following letter:—
Of what Gay did or where he went in 1724, very little is known. It's likely he spent most of his time in his apartment at Whitehall, eating a lot and drinking even more than was healthy for him, and, judging by the outcome, writing nothing. The only evidence of him during 1724 is in the following letter:—
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"Since I came to the Bath I have written three letters; the first to you, the second to Mr. Pope, and the third to Mr. Fortescue. Every post gives me fresh mortification, for I am forgot by everybody. Dr. Arbuthnot and his brother went away this morning, and intend to see Oxford on their way to London. The talk of the Bath is the marriage of Lord Somerville and Mrs. Rolt. She left the Bath yesterday. He continues here but is to go away to-day or to-morrow; but as opinions differ I cannot decide whether they are married or no. Lord Essex gives a private ball in Hamson's great room to Mrs. Pelham this evening, so that in all probabilities some odd bodies being left out, we shall soon have the pleasure of being divided [pg 67]into fractions. I shall return to London with Lord Scarborough, who hath not as yet fixed his time of leaving the Bath. Lord Fitzwilliam this morning had an account that a ticket of his was come up £500. Lady Fitzwilliam wonders she has not heard from you, and has so little resolution that she cannot resist buttered rolls at breakfast, though she knows they prejudice her health.
"Since I got to Bath, I’ve written three letters: the first to you, the second to Mr. Pope, and the third to Mr. Fortescue. Every time the post arrives, I feel more embarrassed because everyone seems to have forgotten me. Dr. Arbuthnot and his brother left this morning and plan to stop by Oxford on their way to London. The big news in Bath is the marriage of Lord Somerville and Mrs. Rolt. She left Bath yesterday. He’s still here but is supposed to leave either today or tomorrow; opinions are mixed, so I can't tell if they’re officially married. Lord Essex is throwing a private ball in Hamson's grand room for Mrs. Pelham this evening, so there’s a good chance some people will be left out, and we’ll soon find ourselves divided into groups. I’ll be heading back to London with Lord Scarborough, who hasn’t decided when he’s leaving Bath yet. This morning, Lord Fitzwilliam found out that one of his tickets is worth £500. Lady Fitzwilliam is wondering why she hasn’t heard from you, and she feels so weak-willed that she can’t resist buttered rolls at breakfast, even though she knows they’re bad for her health."
"If you will write to me you will make me cheerful and happy, without which I am told the waters will have no good effect. Pray have some regard to my health, for my life is in your service."
"If you write to me, you'll make me cheerful and happy, and I've been told that without that, the waters won't help. Please consider my health, since my life is dedicated to your service."
There is no mention of Gay during the first nine months of the year 1724, after which it has been possible to gather scant information. Apparently, encouraged by the kindly interest displayed by the Princess of Wales, Gay, still obsessed with his desire for a place, went frequently to Court. "I hear nothing of our friend Gay, but I find the Court keep him at hard meat. I advised him to come over here with a Lord-Lieutenant,"[3] Swift wrote to Pope, September 29th, 1725. To this Pope replied on October 15th: "Our friend Gay is used as the friends of Tories are by Whigs, and generally by Tories too. Because he had humour he was supposed to have dealt with Dr. Swift; in like manner as when anyone had learning formerly, he was thought to have dealt with the devil. He puts his whole trust at Court in that lady whom I described to you."[4] "That lady," presumably was Mrs. Howard. But Gay, unable to secure the interest of the politicians, and getting weary of waiting on his friends, suddenly bethought himself of making a direct appeal to royalty. "Gay is writing tales for Prince William,"[5] Pope wrote to Swift on December 10th. "Mr. Philips[6] will take this [pg 68]very ill for two reasons, one that he thinks all childish things belong to him, and the other because he will take it ill to be taught that one may write things to a child without being childish." Than which last few prettier compliments have been paid to Gay.
There’s no record of Gay during the first nine months of 1724, after which only a little information has been gathered. Apparently, encouraged by the kind interest shown by the Princess of Wales, Gay, still fixated on his desire for a position, often visited Court. "I hear nothing about our friend Gay, but I find the Court keeps him on a tight leash. I advised him to come over here with a Lord-Lieutenant,"[3] Swift wrote to Pope on September 29, 1725. To this, Pope replied on October 15: "Our friend Gay is treated like the friends of Tories are by Whigs, and generally by Tories too. Because he had humor, he was thought to be in league with Dr. Swift; just like in the past, when someone had knowledge, they were assumed to be dealing with the devil. He puts all his trust at Court in that lady I mentioned to you."[4] "That lady" was presumably Mrs. Howard. But Gay, unable to gain the favor of the politicians and tiring of waiting for his friends, suddenly decided to make a direct appeal to royalty. "Gay is writing stories for Prince William,"[5] Pope told Swift on December 10. "Mr. Philips[6] will take this [pg 68]very badly for two reasons: one, he thinks all childish things belong to him, and the other, he’ll resent being taught that one can write things for a child without being childish." Few prettier compliments have been paid to Gay than that last one.
Though they had long been in correspondence, Swift and Gay had not yet met. Swift, of course, had often in his mind a visit to London—he admitted the temptation, but resisted it. "I was three years reconciling myself to the scene, and the business to which fortune had condemned me, and stupidity was what I had recourse to,"[7] he had written to Gay from Dublin, January 8th, 1723. "Besides, what a figure should I make in London, while my friends are in poverty, exile, distress, or imprisonment, and my enemies with rods of iron?" At last, however, in March, 1726, he did come to London, and he was the guest of Gay, whom he subsequently referred to as "my landlord at Whitehall." He saw much of Gay. "I have lived these two months past for the most part in the country, either at Twickenham with Mr. Pope, or rambling with him and Mr. Gay for a fortnight together. Yesterday Lord Bolingbroke and Mr. Congreve made up five at dinner at Twickenham,"[8] Swift wrote to Tickell from London on July 7th. Like the rest, Swift came to love Gay dearly, and Gay was no whit less attracted to the great man, who promised on his next visit to stay again in Whitehall. "My landlord," he wrote in a letter addressed jointly to Pope and Gay, October 15th, 1726, "who treats me with kindness and domesticity, and says that he is laying in a double stock of wine."[9] Swift had been introduced to Mrs. Howard—it may be by Gay—and she too wished to entertain him. "I hope you will get your house and wine ready, to which Mr. Gay and I are to have access when you are at Court; for, as to Mr. Pope, he is not [pg 69]worth considering on such occasions,"[10] he wrote to her from Dublin, February 1st, 1727.
Though they had been in touch for a long time, Swift and Gay had not yet met. Swift often thought about visiting London—he acknowledged the temptation but resisted it. "I spent three years coming to terms with the situation and the work fate dealt me, and I resorted to stupidity,"[7] he wrote to Gay from Dublin on January 8, 1723. "Besides, how would I look in London while my friends are struggling with poverty, exile, distress, or imprisonment, and my enemies wielding power?" However, in March 1726, he finally went to London and was Gay's guest, whom he later referred to as "my landlord at Whitehall." He spent a lot of time with Gay. "For the past two months, I have mostly been in the country, either at Twickenham with Mr. Pope or wandering with him and Mr. Gay for two weeks together. Yesterday, Lord Bolingbroke and Mr. Congreve joined us for dinner at Twickenham,"[8] Swift wrote to Tickell from London on July 7. Like everyone else, Swift grew to love Gay dearly, and Gay was equally drawn to the famous writer, who promised to stay again at Whitehall on his next visit. "My landlord," he wrote in a letter to Pope and Gay on October 15, 1726, "who treats me with kindness and hospitality, says he is stocking up on a double supply of wine."[9] Swift had been introduced to Mrs. Howard—possibly by Gay—and she also wanted to host him. "I hope you will have your house and wine ready, so that Mr. Gay and I can visit while you are at Court; as for Mr. Pope, he is not worth considering on such occasions,"[10] he wrote to her from Dublin on February 1, 1727.
Gay had become more and more on good terms with the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, especially with the Duchess, who treated him as a sort of pet lap-dog. "Since I wrote last," Gay told Swift in a letter dated September 16th, 1726, "I have been always upon the ramble. I have been in Oxfordshire with the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, and at Petersham, and wheresoever they would carry me; but as they will go to Wiltshire[11] without me on Tuesday next, for two or three months, I believe I shall then have finished my travels for this year, and shall not go further from London than now and then to Twickenham."[12] It was as well that Gay remained in London, else probably his "Fables" would never have appeared. Gay, who had begun to compose the "Fables" in 1725, was, according to the habit of the man, not to be hurried. "I have of late been very much out of order with a slight fever, which I am not yet quite free from," he wrote to Swift in October, 1726. "If the engravers keep their word with me I shall be able to publish my poems soon after Christmas." But of course the engravers did not keep their word. Swift, a more energetic person, became almost fractious at the repeated delays in the publication, and wrote to Pope on November 17th: "How comes Gay to be so tedious? Another man can publish fifty thousand lies sooner than he can publish fifty fables."[13] And still there were delays. "My Fables are printed," he told Swift on February 18th, 1727; "but I cannot get my plates finished, which hinders the publication. I expect nothing and am likely to get nothing."[14] At last, in the spring, the volume appeared, with the imprint of J. Tonson and J. Watts, and with this dedication: "To His Highness [pg 70]William Duke of Cumberland these new Fables, invented for his amusement, are humbly dedicated by His Highness's most faithful and most obedient servant, John Gay."
Gay had become increasingly friendly with the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, especially with the Duchess, who treated him like a pet. "Since I last wrote," Gay told Swift in a letter dated September 16th, 1726, "I've been on the go all the time. I've traveled to Oxfordshire with the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, and to Petersham, and wherever else they took me; but since they will head to Wiltshire[11] without me next Tuesday for two or three months, I believe I'll then wrap up my travels for this year, and won’t go further from London than to Twickenham now and then."[12] It was probably for the best that Gay stayed in London; otherwise, his "Fables" might have never been published. Gay, who started writing the "Fables" in 1725, had a habit of taking his time. "I’ve been feeling quite unwell lately with a slight fever, and I'm not completely over it yet," he wrote to Swift in October 1726. "If the engravers keep their promise, I should be able to publish my poems soon after Christmas." But of course, the engravers didn’t keep their promise. Swift, being more energetic, became almost irritated at the continual delays in publication and wrote to Pope on November 17th: "Why is Gay taking so long? Another person can publish a hundred thousand lies faster than he can publish fifty fables."[13] Yet, there were still delays. "My Fables are printed," he told Swift on February 18th, 1727; "but I can’t get my plates finished, which is holding up the publication. I'm expecting nothing and likely to get nothing."[14] Finally, in the spring, the volume was released, printed by J. Tonson and J. Watts, and included this dedication: "To His Highness [pg 70]William Duke of Cumberland, these new Fables, created for his enjoyment, are humbly dedicated by His Highness's most faithful and obedient servant, John Gay."
Gay, of course, expected some reward for this courtier-like attention to the son of the Prince and Princess of Wales, and the poet and his friends again believed that his future was assured when they heard that Her Royal Highness had said, or at least was reported to have said, that she should "take up the hare"—an allusion to the "Fable" of "The Hare and Many Friends":—
Gay, of course, expected some reward for this courtier-like attention to the son of the Prince and Princess of Wales, and the poet and his friends again believed that his future was assured when they heard that Her Royal Highness had said, or at least was reported to have said, that she should "take up the hare"—an allusion to the "Fable" of "The Hare and Many Friends":—
On June 12th, 1727, George I. died, and Gay felt sure that at last the hour had struck when the "place" so long and diligently sought, would be bestowed on him. The new Queen did not, indeed, forget him; she did what in his eyes was far worse, she offered him the sinecure post of Gentleman Usher to the Princess Louisa,[15] then two years old, with a salary of £200 a year. Gay's disappointment was bitter, and for a person usually so placid, his indignation tremendous. What ground for hope he had had, he, as Dr. Johnson has said, "had doubtless magnified with all the wild expectation and vanity,"[16] "The Queen's family is at last settled," Gay wrote bitterly to Swift on October 22nd, "and in the list I was appointed Gentleman Usher to the Princess Louisa, the youngest Princess, which, upon account that I am so far advanced in life, I had declined accepting, and have endeavoured, in the best manner I could, to make my excuses by a letter to her Majesty. So now all my expectations are vanished and I have no [pg 71]prospect, but in depending wholly upon myself and my own conduct. As I am used to disappointments I can bear them, but as I can have no more hopes I can no more be disappointed, so that I am in a blessed condition."[17] Pope, than whom no man loved Gay better, could not bring himself to sympathise with his irate brother poet.
On June 12th, 1727, George I died, and Gay was sure that the moment he had long and eagerly awaited had finally arrived, when the “position” he sought would be given to him. The new Queen didn't forget him; instead, she did what he saw as even worse: she offered him the easy job of Gentleman Usher to Princess Louisa,[15] who was then just two years old, with a salary of £200 a year. Gay's disappointment was intense, and for someone usually so calm, his outrage was immense. The hopes he had had, he, as Dr. Johnson noted, “had undoubtedly exaggerated with all the wild expectation and vanity,”[16] “The Queen's family is finally settled,” Gay wrote bitterly to Swift on October 22nd, “and in the list, I was named Gentleman Usher to Princess Louisa, the youngest Princess, which, considering that I am quite advanced in age, I had declined to accept, and have tried, in the best way I could, to make my excuses in a letter to her Majesty. So now all my expectations have vanished, and I have no [pg 71]prospect other than relying entirely on myself and my own actions. Since I’m used to disappointments, I can handle them, but as I have no more hopes, I cannot be disappointed anymore, so I find myself in a fortunate situation.”[17] Pope, who loved Gay more than anyone else, couldn't bring himself to empathize with his furious fellow poet.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
"I have many years ago magnified, in my own mind, and repeated to you, a ninth beatitude, added to the eight in the Scripture: "Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed. I could find in my heart to congratulate you on this happy dismission from all Court dependance. I dare say I shall find you the better and the honester man for it many years hence; very probably the healthfuller, and the cheerfuller into the bargain. You are happily rid of many cursed ceremonies, as well as of many ill and vicious habits, of which few or no men escape the infection, who are hackneyed and trammelled in the ways of a Court. Princes, indeed, and Peers (the lackies of Princes) and Ladies (the fools of Peers) will smile on you the less; but men of worth and real friends will look on you the better. There is a thing, the only thing which kings and queens cannot give you, for they have it not to give—liberty, which is worth all they have, and which as yet Englishmen need not ask from their hands. You will enjoy that, and your own integrity, and the satisfactory consciousness of having not merited such graces from Courts as are bestowed only on the mean, servile, flattering, interested and undeserving. The only steps to the favour of the great are such complacencies, such compliances, such distant decorums, as delude them in their vanities, or engage them in their passions. He is their greatest favourite who is the falsest; and when a man, by such vile graduations arrives at the height of [pg 72]grandeur and power, he is then at best but in a circumstance to be hated, and in a condition to be hanged for serving their ends. So many a Minister has found it."
"I have long ago emphasized in my own mind and shared with you a ninth beatitude, added to the eight in Scripture: 'Blessed is the one who expects nothing, for they will never be disappointed.' I could truly congratulate you on this fortunate release from all Court dependence. I'm sure that many years from now, I will see you as a better and more honest person because of it; likely, you'll be healthier and happier as well. You’re happily free from many annoying rituals, as well as from many harmful and negative habits that few escape if they’re ensnared in the ways of the Court. Indeed, princes, their servants, and ladies will smile at you less; but people of worth and real friends will regard you more favorably. There is one thing, the only thing that kings and queens cannot give you, because they don't possess it—liberty, which is worth more than all they have, and which Englishmen do not need to request from them. You will enjoy that, along with your own integrity and the comforting realization that you haven't earned such favors from the Courts, which are only granted to the mean, servile, flattering, self-interested, and unworthy. The only path to the favor of the powerful involves bending over backward, complying, and maintaining a false distance that flatters their vanity or engages their passions. The greatest favorite is often the biggest liar; and when a person reaches the peak of grandeur and power through such deceit, they find themselves in a position to be hated and at risk of being punished for serving their purposes. Many a Minister has discovered this."
"I can only add a plain uncourtly speech," Pope wrote again to Gay ten days later. "While you are nobody's servant you may be anybody's friend, and, as such, I embrace you in all conditions of life. While I have a shilling you shall have sixpence, nay, eightpence, if I can contrive to live upon a groat." But if Pope took the matter calmly, Swift, on the other hand, completely lost his temper and wrote as if voluntary attendance at Court made it obligatory upon the Queen to provide for the courtier.
"I can only share a straightforward and candid message," Pope wrote again to Gay ten days later. "As long as you're not bound to anyone, you can be a friend to anyone, and I welcome you under all circumstances. While I have a shilling, you'll get sixpence, or even eightpence if I can manage to get by on a groat." But while Pope remained composed about the situation, Swift, on the other hand, completely lost his cool and wrote as if simply being present at Court meant that the Queen had to support the courtier.
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"I entirely approve your refusal of that employment, and your writing to the Queen. I am perfectly confident you have a firm enemy in the Ministry. God forgive him, but not till he puts himself in a state to be forgiven. Upon reasoning with myself, I should hope they are gone too far to discard you quite, and that they will give you something; which, although much less than they ought, will be (as far as it is worth) better circumstantiated; and since you already just live, a middling help will make you just tolerable. Your lateness in life (as you so soon call it) might be improper to begin the world with, but almost the eldest men may hope to see changes in a Court. A Minister is always seventy; you are thirty years younger; and consider, Cromwell did not begin to appear till he was older than you."[18]
"I completely support your decision to refuse that job and to write to the Queen. I'm absolutely sure you have a strong enemy in the Ministry. God forgive him, but not until he puts himself in a position to be forgiven. Upon reflecting, I hope they've gone too far to completely dismiss you and that they will offer you something; which, although much less than they should, will be better structured in terms of what it's worth. Since you already barely manage, even a moderate amount of help will make your situation tolerable. As for your age (as you so quickly refer to it), it might seem inappropriate to start fresh, but even the oldest men can expect to witness changes in the Court. A Minister is always around seventy; you are thirty years younger; and remember, Cromwell didn’t really start to make his mark until he was older than you." [18]
Swift could not forgive the Court for the offer, Mrs. Howard for not exerting her influence to get a better post for her protégé. "I desire my humble service to Lord Oxford, Lord Bathurst, and particularly to Miss Blount, but to no lady at Court. God bless you for being [pg 73]a greater dupe than I. I love that character too myself, but I want your charity," he wrote to Pope, August 11th, 1729; but Pope replying on October 9th said: "The Court lady[19] I have a good opinion of. Yet I have treated her more negligently than you would do, because you will like to see the inside of a Court, which I do not ... after all, that lady means to do good and does no harm, which is a vast deal for a courtier."
Swift couldn't forgive the Court for the offer, nor could he forgive Mrs. Howard for not using her influence to get a better position for her protégé. "I offer my humble service to Lord Oxford, Lord Bathurst, and especially to Miss Blount, but to no lady at Court. God bless you for being a greater fool than I. I admire that role too, but I need your kindness," he wrote to Pope on August 11th, 1729; however, Pope replied on October 9th saying: "The Court lady I have a good opinion of. Still, I've treated her more carelessly than you would because you prefer to see the inner workings of a Court, which I don’t... after all, that lady intends to do good and does no harm, which is quite a lot for a courtier."
More than once Swift took up his pen to avenge his friend for the slight that he considered had been passed upon him. In "A Libel on the Rev. Mr. Delany and His Excellency Lord Cartaret," he wrote in 1729:—
More than once, Swift picked up his pen to get back at his friend for the disrespect he felt had been directed at him. In "A Libel on the Rev. Mr. Delany and His Excellency Lord Cartaret," he wrote in 1729:—
Two years later he returned to the attack in "An Epistle to Mr. Gay ":—
Two years later, he came back with "An Epistle to Mr. Gay":—
It is a little difficult at this time of day to understand Swift's indignation. Gay was already in the enjoyment [pg 74]of a sinecure of £150 a year; he was offered another of £200 a year—for the post of Gentleman-Usher involved no duties save occasional attendance at Court, and to this the poet had shown himself by no means averse. A total gift of £350 a year for nothing really seems rather alluring to a man of letters, and it is difficult to understand why Gay refused the offer, unless it was, as the editors of the standard edition of Pope's Correspondence suggest: "The affluent friends who recommended Gay to reject the provisions were strangers to want, and with unconscious selfishness they thought less of his necessities than of venturing their spleen against the Court."
It's a bit hard to grasp Swift's anger at this time of day. Gay was already enjoying a comfortable position paying £150 a year; he was offered another one for £200 a year—being a Gentleman-Usher only required the occasional appearance at Court, and the poet didn't seem opposed to that. A total of £350 a year for doing nothing sounds pretty tempting for a writer, and it's tough to understand why Gay turned it down, unless it was, as the editors of the standard edition of Pope's Correspondence suggest: "The wealthy friends who urged Gay to reject the offer were unfamiliar with need, and with an unintentional selfishness, they cared more about their own grievances against the Court than about his financial situation."
Swift, unable effectively to vent his anger on Caroline, chose to regard Mrs. Howard as the cause of the mortification of his friend. Mrs. Howard, however, not only had nothing to do with the offer of the place of Gentleman-Usher to Gay, the patronage being directly in the Queen's hands, but, as has been indicated, was unable to secure for him, or anyone else, a place at Court of any description. Certainly she was in blissful ignorance of having given offence, for as Gay wrote to the Dean so late as February 15th, 1728: "Mrs. Howard frequently asks after you and desires her compliments to you."
Swift, unable to effectively vent his anger on Caroline, decided to blame Mrs. Howard for his friend's humiliation. However, Mrs. Howard had nothing to do with Gay being offered the position of Gentleman-Usher, as that was solely in the Queen's hands. Moreover, as previously mentioned, she couldn’t get him, or anyone else, a position at Court of any kind. She was completely unaware that she had caused any offense, since Gay wrote to the Dean as recently as February 15th, 1728: "Mrs. Howard frequently asks about you and sends her regards."
All the matters affected not a whit the relations between Mrs. Howard and Gay; against her he had no ill-feeling, and their correspondence continued on the same lines of intimacy as before.
All these issues didn't change the relationship between Mrs. Howard and Gay at all; he had no resentment toward her, and their communication remained just as friendly as it always was.
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
"I hear you expect, and have a mind to have, a letter from me, and though I have little to say, I find I don't care that you should be either disappointed or displeased. Tell her Grace of Queensberry I don't think she looked kindly upon me when I saw her last; she ought to have looked and thought very kindly, for I am much more her [pg 75]humble servant than those who tell her so every day. Don't let her cheat you in the pencils; she designs to give you nothing but her old ones. I suppose she always uses those worst who love her best, Mrs. Herbert excepted; but I hear she has done handsomely by her. I cannot help doing the woman this justice, that she can now and then distinguish merit.
"I hear you expect a letter from me, and even though I don’t have much to say, I find I don’t mind if you’re disappointed or unhappy. Please let her Grace of Queensberry know that I don’t think she was very friendly towards me when I saw her last; she should have been more welcoming because I am a much more genuine [pg 75]humble servant than those who tell her that every day. Don’t let her rip you off with the pencils; she plans to give you nothing but her old ones. I guess she always treats those who care about her the worst, except for Mrs. Herbert; but I’ve heard she’s been generous with her. I have to give the woman some credit, as she can sometimes recognize true merit."
"So much for her Grace; now for yourself, John. I desire you will mind the main chance, and be in town in time enough to let the opera[21] have play enough for its life, and for your pockets. Your head is your best friend; it could clothe, lodge and wash you, but you neglect it, and follow that false friend, your heart, which is such a foolish, tender thing that it makes others despise your head that have not half so good a one upon their own shoulders. In short, John, you may be a snail or a silk-worm, but by my consent you shall never be a hare again.
"So much for her Grace; now let's talk about you, John. I need you to focus on the important things and make sure you're in town early enough to enjoy the opera[21] and to benefit your wallet. Your mind is your best asset; it can provide for you in every way, but you're ignoring it and instead following that unreliable companion, your heart, which is such a foolish, fragile thing that it makes others look down on your intellect, even when they themselves are not as smart. In short, John, you can be a snail or a silk-worm, but I won't let you be a hare again."
"We go to town next week. Try your interest and bring the duchess up by the birthday. I did not think to have named her any more in this letter. I find I am a little foolish about her; don't you be a great deal so, for if she will not come, do you come without her."
"We're going to town next week. Check your interest and bring the duchess up by her birthday. I didn't plan to mention her again in this letter. I realize I’m a bit silly about her; don’t you be too much so, because if she won't come, you should come without her."
Gay was not the man to keep his feelings of disappointment to himself, and his feelings were so widely known that at the time the following copy of verses was handed about in manuscript [22]:—
Gay wasn't the type to hide his disappointment, and his feelings were so well-known that at the time the following poem was circulating in manuscript [22]:—
Footnotes:
References:
Johnson: Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 274.
Johnson: Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 274.
Letter to Broome, January 30th, 1724 (Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope, VIII, p. 75.))
Letter to Broome, January 30th, 1724 (Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope, VIII, p. 75.))
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 6.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 6.
Ibid., XVII, p. 8.
Ibid., 17, p. 8.
William Augustus (1721-1765), third son of George III; created Duke of Cumberland, 1726.
William Augustus (1721-1765), the third son of George III; made Duke of Cumberland in 1726.
Ambrose Philips, the poet.
Ambrose Philips, the poet.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVI, 389.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), 16, 389.
Ibid., XIX. p. 283.
Ibid., XIX, p. 283.
Ibid., XVII, p. 99.
Ibid., XVII, p. 99.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 94.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 94.
To Amesbury, the principal seat of the Duke of Queensberry.
To Amesbury, the main residence of the Duke of Queensberry.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 66.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 66.
Ibid., XVII, p. 81.
Ibid., XVII, p. 81.
Ibid., XVII, p. 96.
Ibid., XVII, p. 96.
Louisa (1724-1751), the youngest of George II's children. She married in 1743, Frederick, Prince (afterwards King) of Denmark,
Louisa (1724-1751), the youngest of George II's children, married Frederick, Prince (later King) of Denmark, in 1743.
Johnson: Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 274.
Johnson: Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 274.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 42.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVIII, p. 42.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 161.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 161.
Mrs. Howard.
Ms. Howard.
Sir Robert Walpole.
Sir Robert Walpole.
An allusion to "The Beggar's Opera," which Gay was then writing.
An reference to "The Beggar's Opera," which Gay was currently writing.
Printed for the first and only time in "An Account of the Life and Writings of the Author," in Plays Written by Mr. John Gay, 1760.
Printed for the first and only time in "An Account of the Life and Writings of the Author," in Plays Written by Mr. John Gay, 1760.
CHAPTER VIII
1727
"THE BEGGAR'S OPERA"
The opera to which allusion is made in Mrs. Howard's letter of October, 1727, was "The Beggar's Opera," upon which Gay had been actively engaged for some time past, and which was then nearing completion. "You remember," Gay wrote to Swift, October 22nd, 1727, "you were advising me to go into Newgate to finish my scenes the more correctly. I now think I shall, for I have no attendance to hinder me; but my opera is already finished."[1] To which Swift replied from Dublin on November 27th: "I am very glad your opera is finished, and hope your friends will join the readers to make it succeed, because you are ill-used by others."[2]
The opera referenced in Mrs. Howard's letter from October 1727 was "The Beggar's Opera," which Gay had been working on for some time and was close to finishing. "You remember," Gay wrote to Swift on October 22, 1727, "you suggested I go to Newgate to complete my scenes more accurately. I think I will now, since I have no distractions; but my opera is already done."[1] In response, Swift wrote from Dublin on November 27: "I’m really glad your opera is finished, and I hope your friends will join the readers to help it succeed, because you’ve been treated unfairly by others."[2]
It was natural that Swift should be especially interested in "The Beggar's Opera," because the first suggestion of it had come from Swift in a letter to Pope, written as far back as August 30th, 1716[3] "Dr. Swift had been observing once to Mr. Gay, what an odd pretty sort of thing a Newgate Pastoral might make," Pope once remarked. "Gay was inclined to try at such a thing for some time, [pg 79]but afterwards thought it would be better to write a comedy on the same plan. This was what gave rise to 'The Beggar's Opera.' He began on it, and when first he mentioned it to Swift, the Doctor did not much like the project. As he carried it on, he showed what he wrote to both of us; and we now and then gave a correction, or a word or two of advice; but it was wholly of his own writing. When it was done neither of us thought it would succeed. We showed it to Congreve, who, after reading it over, said: 'It would either take greatly or be damned confoundedly."[4]
It was natural for Swift to be particularly interested in "The Beggar's Opera" since the initial idea for it had come from Swift in a letter to Pope, written back on August 30, 1716[3]. "Dr. Swift once noted to Mr. Gay how interesting a Newgate Pastoral might be," Pope said. "Gay considered trying to create something like that for a while, [pg 79]but later thought it would be better to write a comedy along the same lines. This led to 'The Beggar's Opera.' He started on it, and when he first mentioned it to Swift, the Doctor wasn't very keen on the idea. As he continued working on it, he showed what he wrote to both of us; we occasionally offered corrections or a few words of advice, but it was entirely his own writing. When it was finished, neither of us thought it would do well. We showed it to Congreve, who, after reading it, said: 'It would either be a huge success or be completely condemned.'[4]
Dilatory as Gay always was, he contrived to finish his opera by about the end of the year. "John Gay's opera is just on the point of delivery," Pope wrote to Swift in January, 1728. "It may be called, considering its subject, a jail-delivery. Mr. Congreve, with whom I have commemorated you, is anxious as to its success, and so am I. Whether it succeeds or not, it will make a great noise, but whether of claps or hisses I know not. At worst, it is in its own nature a thing which he can lose no reputation by, as he lays none upon it."[5] Not only Swift, Pope, and Congreve were doubtful as to the opera's chance of success. Colley Cibber refused it for Drury Lane Theatre, and even when it was accepted by John Rich for his theatre in Lincoln's Inn Fields, Quin had such a poor opinion of it, that he refused the part of Captain Macheath. Very sound was the judgment of Rich, immortalised by Pope in "The Dunciad" (Book III, lines 261-264):—
Dilatory as Gay always was, he managed to complete his opera by the end of the year. "John Gay's opera is just about to be delivered," Pope wrote to Swift in January 1728. "It could be called, considering its subject, a jail-delivery. Mr. Congreve, with whom I've mentioned you, is anxious about its success, and so am I. Whether it succeeds or not, it will make a big splash, but I don’t know if it will be met with applause or boos. At worst, it’s something he can’t lose any reputation over, since he isn’t putting any at stake." Not only Swift, Pope, and Congreve were uncertain about the opera's chance of success. Colley Cibber turned it down for Drury Lane Theatre, and even when John Rich accepted it for his theater in Lincoln's Inn Fields, Quin thought so little of it that he refused the role of Captain Macheath. Rich's judgment was indeed sound, immortalized by Pope in "The Dunciad" (Book III, lines 261-264):—
and the opera, to repeat a well-known mot of the day, "made Gay rich and Rich gay."
and the opera, to repeat a well-known mot of the day, "made Gay rich and Rich gay."
"[pg 80]The Beggar's Opera" was produced on January 29th, 1728, with the following cast:—
"[pg 80]The Beggar's Opera" premiered on January 29, 1728, featuring the following cast:—
Peachum ... ... ... ... ... MR. HIPPISLEY
Lockit ... ... ... ... ... MR. HALL
Macheath ... ... ... ... ... MR. WALKER
Filch ... ... ... ... ... MR. CLARK
Jemmy Twitcher... ... ... ... MR. H. BULLOCK
Mrs. Peachum ... ... ... ... MRS. MARTIN
Polly Peachum ... ... ... ... Miss FENTON
Lucy Lockit ... ... ... ... MRS. EGLETON
Diana Trapes ... ... ... ... MRS. MARTIN
At the first performance the fate of the opera hung for some time in the balance. Quin is recorded as having said that there was a disposition to damn it, and that it was saved by the song, "O ponder well! be not severe!" the audience being much affected by the innocent looks of Polly, when she came to those two lines which exhibit at once a painful and ridiculous image—
At the first performance, the opera's future was uncertain for a while. Quin is noted to have said that there was a tendency to reject it, and that it was saved by the song, "O ponder well! be not severe!" The audience was greatly moved by Polly's innocent expression as she delivered those two lines that presented both a painful and ridiculous image—
Pope, too, and the rest of Gay's friends were present. "We were all at the first night of it, in great uncertainty of the event; till we were very much encouraged by hearing the Duke of Argyll, who sat in the next box to us, say: "It will do—it must do!—I see it in the eyes of them," he said. "This was a good while before the first act was over, and so gave us ease soon; for the Duke (besides his own good taste) has a more particular knack than any one now living, in discovering the taste of the public. He was quite right in this, as usual, the good nature of the audience appeared stronger and stronger every set, and ended in a clamour of applause."[7]
Pope and the rest of Gay's friends were there too. "We all attended the opening night, feeling pretty uncertain about how it would go, until we were really encouraged by hearing the Duke of Argyll, who was in the box next to us, say: 'It will do—it must do!—I can see it in their eyes,'" he said. "This was a while before the first act wrapped up, which eased our nerves; because the Duke (in addition to his own good taste) has a unique knack for sensing what the public likes better than anyone else alive. He was spot on, as always; the audience's good nature seemed to grow stronger with each act, ending in loud applause." [7]
The success of the opera was due to many causes. Some liked it for its barely veiled allusions on politicians. "Robin [pg 81]of Bagshot, alias Gorgon, alias Bluff Bob, alias Carbuncle, alias Bob Booty," was very obviously intended for Walpole and his "dear charmers" for his wife and Molly Skerrett. It may well be believed that the song, "How happy could I be with either" brought down the house; and the highwayman must have evoked a hearty laugh with—
The opera's success came from many reasons. Some people appreciated its subtle hints about politicians. "Robin [pg 81] of Bagshot, also known as Gorgon, also known as Bluff Bob, also known as Carbuncle, also known as Bob Booty," clearly referred to Walpole and his "dear charmers," his wife and Molly Skerrett. It's likely that the song "How happy could I be with either" received an enthusiastic response, and the highwayman must have made everyone laugh with—
Certainly the songs had much to do in the matter of pleasing the audience. As a literary work, "The Beggar's Opera" has no great claims, but there is a spontaneous humour about it that has charm. But it was the milieu that, acting on the hint thrown out years before by Swift, Gay chose that appealed to the public taste. Highwaymen and women of the town are not romantic figures, but Gay made the highwaymen handsome and lively, and the women of the town beautiful and attractive, and over them all he cast a glamour of romance and sentimentalism. Even Newgate seemed a pleasing place, for in this fantasy the author was careful to omit anything of the horrors of a prison in the early eighteenth century. Gay, in fact, did for the stage with "The Beggar's Opera" what, a century later Bulwer Lytton and Harrison Ainsworth did for the reading public with "Ernest Maltravers," "Jack Sheppard," and the rest.
Certainly, the songs played a big role in entertaining the audience. As a piece of literature, "The Beggar's Opera" doesn’t have strong claims, but there's a natural humor about it that is charming. However, it was the setting that, building on the idea proposed years earlier by Swift, Gay chose that resonated with the public. Highwaymen and women of the town aren't usually seen as romantic figures, but Gay portrayed the highwaymen as handsome and lively, and the town’s women as beautiful and appealing, casting a romantic and sentimental glow over them. Even Newgate seemed appealing, as the author thoughtfully left out the grim realities of 18th-century prisons. In fact, Gay did for the stage with "The Beggar's Opera" what Bulwer Lytton and Harrison Ainsworth did for readers a century later with "Ernest Maltravers," "Jack Sheppard," and others.
The morality of the opera was much discussed. Swift took the field, and wrote in its favour in the Intelligencer (No. 3):—
The morality of the opera sparked a lot of debate. Swift stepped in and wrote in support of it in the Intelligencer (No. 3):—
"It is true, indeed, that Mr. Gay, the author of this piece, has been somewhat singular in the course of his fortune, for it has happened that after fourteen years attending the Court, with a large stock of real merit, a modest and agreeable conversation, a hundred promises, and five hundred friends, he has failed of preferment, and upon a very weighty reason. He lay under the suspicion of having written a libel, or lampoon, against a great minister. It [pg 82]is true, that great minister was demonstratively convinced, and publicly owned his conviction, that Mr. Gay was not the author; but having lain under the suspicion, it seemed very just that he should suffer the punishment; because in this most reformed age, the virtues of a prime minister are no more to be suspected than the chastity of Cæsar's wife.
"It’s true that Mr. Gay, the author of this piece, has had a rather unique experience in his career. After fourteen years at Court, with a significant amount of real talent, a friendly and engaging manner, numerous promises, and hundreds of friends, he has not received any promotions, and there's a very serious reason for it. He was suspected of writing a slanderous piece against a high-ranking official. It is true that this official was completely convinced, and publicly stated his belief, that Mr. Gay was not the writer; however, since he was under suspicion, it seemed fair that he should face the consequences, because in this thoroughly reformed age, a prime minister’s integrity is as beyond doubt as the purity of Caesar’s wife."
"It must be allowed, that 'The Beggar's Opera' is not the first of Mr. Gay's works, wherein he has been faulty with regard to courtiers and statesmen. For, to omit his other pieces, even in his 'Fables,' published within two years past, and dedicated to the Duke of Cumberland, for which he was promised a reward, he has been thought somewhat too bold upon the courtiers. And although it be highly probable he meant only the courtiers of former times, yet he acted unwarily, by not considering that the malignity of some people might misinterpret what he said to the disadvantage of present persons and affairs.
"It must be acknowledged that 'The Beggar's Opera' isn't the first of Mr. Gay's works where he's been critical of courtiers and statesmen. Without going into his other writing, even in his 'Fables,' published just two years ago and dedicated to the Duke of Cumberland, for which he was promised a reward, he's been seen as a bit too bold about the courtiers. And although it's very likely he was only referring to courtiers of the past, he acted carelessly by not realizing that some people might misinterpret what he said to the detriment of current figures and situations."
"But I have now done with Mr. Gay as a politician and shall consider him henceforth only as the author of 'The Beggar's Opera,' wherein he has, by a turn of humour entirely new, placed vices of all kinds in the strongest and most odious light, and thereby done eminent service, both to religion and morality. This appears from the unparalleled success he has met with. All ranks, parties, and denominations of men, either crowding to see his opera, or reading it with delight in their closets; even Ministers of State, whom he is thought to have most offended (next to those whom the actors represented) appear frequently at the theatre, from a consciousness of their own innocence, and to convince the world how unjust a parallel, malice, envy, and disaffection to the Government have made.
"But I'm done discussing Mr. Gay as a politician and will now focus only on him as the author of 'The Beggar's Opera,' in which he uses a completely new kind of humor to highlight all sorts of vices in the strongest and most disgusting way, thereby providing great service to both religion and morality. This is evident from the incredible success he has achieved. People from all walks of life, political parties, and beliefs either flock to see his opera or read it with enjoyment in their own homes; even government officials, whom he is thought to have most offended (after those represented by the actors), often appear at the theater, aware of their own innocence, to show the world how unfair the parallels drawn out of malice, envy, and resentment towards the Government have been."
"I am assured that several worthy clergymen in this city went privately to see 'The Beggar's Opera' represented; and that the fleering coxcombs in the pit amused themselves with making discoveries, and spreading the names of those gentlemen round the audience.
"I know for a fact that several respectable clergymen in this city went to see 'The Beggar's Opera' in private; and that the arrogant show-offs in the pit entertained themselves by pointing out and sharing the names of those gentlemen throughout the audience."
"[pg 83]I shall not pretend to vindicate a clergyman who would appear openly in his habit at the theatre, with such a vicious crew as might probably stand round him, at such comedies and profane tragedies as are often represented. Besides, I know very well, that persons of their function are bound to avoid the appearance of evil, or of giving cause of offence. But when the Lords Chancellors, who are Keepers of the King's Conscience; when the Judges of the land, whose title is reverend; when ladies, who are bound by the rules of their sex to the strictest decency, appear in the theatre without censure; I cannot understand why a young clergyman, who comes concealed out of curiosity to see an innocent and moral play, should be so highly condemned; nor do I much approve the rigour of a great prelate, who said, 'he hoped none of his clergy were there.' I am glad to hear there are no weightier objections against that reverend body, planted in this city, and I wish there never may. But I should be very sorry that any of them should be so weak as to imitate a Court chaplain in England, who preached against 'The Beggar's Opera,' which will probably do more good than a thousand sermons of so stupid, so injudicious, and so prostitute a divine.
"[pg 83]I won’t try to defend a clergyman who openly shows up at the theater in his clerical outfit, surrounded by a questionable crowd at the kind of comedies and crude tragedies often performed there. Besides, I know very well that people in their position are supposed to avoid even the appearance of wrongdoing or causing offense. But when Lords Chancellors, who are the King’s Conscience Keepers; when Judges of the land, who hold the title of reverend; and when ladies, who are expected to uphold the highest standards of decency, attend the theater without criticism; I don’t understand why a young clergyman, who is simply curious and sneaks in to watch an innocent and moral play, should be harshly judged. I'm also not in favor of the strict attitude of a prominent bishop who expressed hope that none of his clergy were there. I’m relieved to know there aren’t any serious objections against the clergy in this city, and I hope there never will be. However, I’d be very disappointed if any of them were foolish enough to follow the example of a Court chaplain in England who preached against 'The Beggar's Opera,' which likely does more good than a thousand sermons from such a foolish, misguided, and morally bankrupt clergyman."
"In this happy performance of Mr. Gay, all the characters are just, and none of them carried beyond nature, or hardly beyond practice. It discovers the whole system of that commonwealth, or that imperium in imperio of iniquity established among us, by which neither our lives nor our properties are secure, either in the highways, or in public assemblies, or even in our own houses. It shows the miserable lives, and the constant fate, of those abandoned wretches: for how little they sell their lives and souls; betrayed by their whores, their comrades, and the receivers and purchasers of those thefts and robberies. This comedy contains likewise a satire, which, without enquiring whether it affects the present age, may possibly be useful in times to come; I mean, where the author [pg 84]takes the occasion of comparing the common robbers of the public, and their various stratagems of betraying, undermining and hanging each other, to the several arts of the politicians in times of corruption....
"In this enjoyable play by Mr. Gay, all the characters are relatable, and none of them go too far beyond reality, or just barely beyond everyday life. It reveals the entire system of that corrupt society, or that imperium in imperio of wrongdoing established among us, where neither our lives nor our possessions are safe, whether in the streets, in public gatherings, or even in our own homes. It highlights the miserable lives and constant struggles of those lost souls: for how little they trade their lives and dignity; betrayed by their lovers, their friends, and the buyers and receivers of those thefts and robberies. This comedy also includes a satire, which, without questioning whether it relates to the current era, may still be relevant in the future; I mean, where the author [pg 84] seizes the opportunity to compare the common thieves of the public and their various schemes for betraying, undermining, and hanging each other, to the different tactics of politicians in times of corruption....
"Upon the whole, I deliver my judgment, that nothing but servile attachment to a party, affectation of singularity, lamentable dulness, mistaken zeal, or studied hypocrisy, can have the least reasonable objection against this excellent moral performance of the celebrated Mr. Gay."
"Overall, I give my opinion that only blind loyalty to a party, a desire to be different, unfortunate dullness, misguided enthusiasm, or deliberate insincerity can have any reasonable objection to this outstanding moral work by the renowned Mr. Gay."
Of course, if "The Beggar's Opera" is taken as irony, there is really nothing at all to be said against it; but the majority of any audience do not understand irony, and to many the whole thing seemed vicious, an approval of vice, and even an incitement to wrong-doing. Dr. Herring, afterwards Archbishop of Canterbury, preached against the Opera in, it is said, Lincoln's Inn Chapel, and censured it as giving encouragement not only to vice but to crimes, by making a highwayman the hero and dismissing him at last unpunished. In the Preface to Dr. Herring's "Sermons," it is added that "several street-robbers confessed in Newgate that they raised their courage at the playhouse by the songs of Macheath."[8] Others certainly shared the views of the clergyman. When on September 15th, 1773, at the Old Bailey, fifteen prisoners were sentenced to death, forty to transportation, and eight to a whipping, it is recorded that the magistrate, Sir John Fielding, "informed the Bench of Justices that he had last year written to Mr. Garrick concerning the impropriety of performing 'The Beggar's Opera,' which never was represented without creating an additional number of real thieves,"[9] and that to this effect he not only wrote to Garrick at Drury Lane Theatre, but also to Colman at Covent Garden Theatre. "Mr. Colman's compliments to Sir John Fielding," the latter replied, "he does not think his the only house in Bow Street where thieves are hardened and encouraged, [pg 85]and will persist in offering the representation of that admirable satire, 'The Beggar's Opera.'"[10] Sir John Hawkins, Chairman of the Middlesex Bench of Justices, also held the view that the Opera was harmful, and in 1776, wrote: "Rapine and violence have been gradually increasing since its first representation."[11] Dr. Johnson took a saner view, and one that was subsequently supported by Sir Walter Scott, and is generally accepted to-day. "Both these decisions are surely exaggerated," he wrote in reference to the opinions expressed by Swift and Dr. Herring. "The play, like many others, was plainly written only to divert, without any moral purpose, and is therefore likely to do good; nor can it be conceived, without more speculation than life requires or admits, to be productive of much wit. Highwaymen and housebreakers seldom frequent the playhouse or mingle in any elegant diversion; nor is it possible for anyone to imagine that he may rob as safely because he sees Macheath reprieved upon the stage."[12] And again, he said: "I do not believe that any man was ever made a rogue by being present at its representation. At the same time I do not deny that it may have some influence by making the character of a rogue familiar and in some degree pleasing."[13]
Of course, if "The Beggar's Opera" is seen as ironic, there really isn’t much to criticize; however, most audiences don’t get irony, and for many, it seemed like a celebration of vice and even a push towards wrongdoing. Dr. Herring, who later became Archbishop of Canterbury, preached against the Opera, reportedly in Lincoln's Inn Chapel, saying it encouraged not just vice but also crime by making a highwayman the hero and allowing him to go unpunished in the end. In the Preface to Dr. Herring's "Sermons," it’s noted that "several street-robbers admitted in Newgate that they got their courage at the theater from Macheath's songs."[8] Others certainly agreed with the clergyman. On September 15th, 1773, at the Old Bailey, when fifteen prisoners were sentenced to death, forty to transportation, and eight to whipping, the magistrate, Sir John Fielding, "informed the Bench of Justices that he had written to Mr. Garrick last year about the inappropriateness of performing 'The Beggar's Opera,' which never appeared without creating more real thieves,"[9] and that he had not only reached out to Garrick at Drury Lane Theatre but also to Colman at Covent Garden Theatre. "Mr. Colman's compliments to Sir John Fielding," was Colman's reply, "he doesn’t believe his venue is the only place in Bow Street where thieves are hardened and encouraged, [pg 85]and will continue to present that brilliant satire, 'The Beggar's Opera.'"[10] Sir John Hawkins, the Chairman of the Middlesex Bench of Justices, also thought the Opera was damaging, and in 1776 he wrote: "Robbery and violence have been steadily increasing since its first performance."[11] Dr. Johnson took a more rational stance, which was later echoed by Sir Walter Scott and is largely accepted today. "Both these judgments are surely exaggerated," he wrote concerning the views expressed by Swift and Dr. Herring. "The play, like many others, was clearly written solely for entertainment, without any moral intention, and is therefore likely to do good; nor can it be reasonable, without more guesswork than life allows or supports, to believe that it produces much wit. Highwaymen and burglars rarely visit the theater or take part in any refined entertainment; nor is it conceivable that anyone would think they can rob as easily just because they see Macheath spared on stage."[12] And again, he said: "I don’t believe any man has ever turned criminal just by attending its performance. At the same time, I don't deny it might influence people by making the character of a rogue familiar and somewhat appealing."[13]
The success of the piece was immense, and its vogue tremendous. "The famous 'Beggar's Opera' appeared upon the stage early in the ensuing season; and was received with greater applause than was ever known: besides being acted in London sixty-three nights without interruption, and renewed the next season with equal applause, it spread into all the great towns of England; was played in many places to the thirtieth and fortieth time; and at Bath and Bristol fifty times," wrote the anonymous editor of the 1760 edition of Gay's plays.
The success of the play was huge, and its popularity immense. "The famous 'Beggar's Opera' hit the stage early in the following season and received more applause than ever before: it was performed in London for sixty-three nights straight and brought back the next season with the same enthusiasm; it spread to all the major towns in England, was played in many places for the thirtieth and fortieth time; and at Bath and Bristol, fifty times," wrote the anonymous editor of the 1760 edition of Gay's plays.
"[pg 86]The ladies carried about with them the favourite songs of it in fans, and houses were furnished with it in screens.... The person who acted Polly, till then obscure, became all at once the favourite of the town; her pictures were engraved and sold in great numbers; her life written; books of letters and verses to her published, and pamphlets made even of her sayings and jests. Furthermore, it drove out of England, for that season, the Italian opera, which had carried all before it for several years."[14] According to Richard's account book, the opera ran at the theatre in Lincoln's Inn Fields for sixty-two (not sixty-three) nights, of which thirty-two nights were in succession, and these thirty-two performances realised the total sum of £5,351, Gay's share amounting to £693.[15] Swift, who was always anxious that Gay should do as well as possible, wrote to Pope on March 5th: "I hope he [Gay] does not intend to print his Opera before it is acted; for I defy all your subscriptions to amount to eight hundred pounds, and yet I believe he lost as much more, for want of human prudence."[16] The advice, however, came too late, for Gay had already sold the copyright of the "Fables" and "The Beggar's Opera" for ninety guineas. The opera was published on February 14th, 1728.
"[pg 86]The ladies carried their favorite songs in fans, and homes were decorated with them on screens.... The actress who played Polly, previously unknown, suddenly became the town's favorite; her images were engraved and sold in large quantities; her life story was written; books of letters and poems to her were published, along with pamphlets of her quotes and jokes. Additionally, it pushed the Italian opera out of England for that season, which had dominated for several years.[14] According to Richard's account book, the opera ran at the theater in Lincoln's Inn Fields for sixty-two (not sixty-three) nights, with thirty-two of those nights in a row, and these thirty-two performances brought in a total of £5,351, with Gay's share being £693.[15] Swift, who always wanted Gay to succeed, wrote to Pope on March 5th: "I hope he [Gay] doesn’t plan to print his Opera before it’s performed; I doubt all your subscriptions will reach eight hundred pounds, and I believe he lost just as much more due to a lack of common sense."[16] Unfortunately, the advice came too late, as Gay had already sold the copyright of the "Fables" and "The Beggar's Opera" for ninety guineas. The opera was published on February 14th, 1728."
Gay was in these days the happiest man in the world. His play was successful, he was making money, and he had had his little dig at Walpole. "John Gay ... is at present so employed in the elevated airs of his Opera ... that I can scarce obtain a categorical answer ... to anything," Pope wrote to Swift in February, "but the Opera succeeds extremely, to yours and my extreme satisfaction, of which he promises this post to give you a full account."[17]
Gay was, at this time, the happiest man in the world. His play was successful, he was making money, and he had taken a little jab at Walpole. "John Gay ... is currently so caught up in the lofty ambitions of his Opera ... that I can hardly get a clear answer ... to anything," Pope wrote to Swift in February, "but the Opera is doing extremely well, to both your and my delight, and he promises this post will provide you with a full update." [17]
[pg 87]JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
"I have deferred writing to you from time to time, till I could give you an account of 'The Beggar's Opera.' It is acted at the playhouse in Lincoln's Inn Fields with such success that the playhouse has been crowded every night. To-night is the fifteenth time of acting, and it is thought it will run a fortnight longer. I have ordered Motte[18] to send the play to you the first opportunity. I have made no interest, neither for approbation or money: nor has anybody been pressed to take tickets for my benefit: notwithstanding which, I think I shall make an addition to my fortune of between six and seven hundred pounds. I know this account will give you pleasure, as I have pushed through this precarious affair without servility or flattery.
"I’ve been putting off writing to you until I could tell you about 'The Beggar’s Opera.' It’s performed at the theater in Lincoln’s Inn Fields with such success that the place has been packed every night. Tonight marks the fifteenth performance, and it’s expected to run for another two weeks. I’ve asked Motte[18] to send you the play at the earliest chance. I haven’t done any favors to get approval or money, nor has anyone been pressured to buy tickets for my benefit. Still, I believe I’ll add between six and seven hundred pounds to my fortune. I know this news will make you happy, as I’ve managed this risky venture without being servile or flattering."
"As to any favours from great men, I am in the same state you left me, but I am a great deal happier, as I have no expectations. The Duchess of Queensberry has signalised her friendship to me upon this occasion in such a conspicuous manner, that I hope (for her sake) you will take care to put your fork to all its proper uses, and suffer nobody for the future to put their knives in their mouths. Lord Cobham says, I should have printed it in Italian over against the English, that the ladies might have understood what they read. The outlandish (as they now call it) Opera has been so thin of late, that some have called it the Beggar's Opera, and if the run continues, I fear I shall have remonstrances drawn up against me by the Royal Academy of Music."[19][20]
"As for any favors from important people, I'm in the same position you left me in, but I'm a lot happier now since I have no expectations. The Duchess of Queensberry has shown her friendship to me in such a noticeable way that I hope (for her sake) you'll make sure to use your fork properly and not let anyone put their knives in their mouths anymore. Lord Cobham says I should have printed it in Italian next to the English, so the ladies could understand what they were reading. The foreign (as they now call it) Opera has been so sparsely attended lately that some have started calling it the Beggar's Opera, and if this keeps up, I worry I’ll have formal complaints lodged against me by the Royal Academy of Music."[19][20]
[pg 88]DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY
"I wonder whether you begin to taste the pleasures of independency; or whether you do not sometimes leer upon the Court, sculo retorto? Will you now think of an annuity when you are two years older, and have doubled your purchase-money? Have you dedicated your opera, and got the usual dedication fee of twenty guineas? Does W[alpole] think you intended an affront to him in your opera? Pray God he may, for he has held the longest hand at hazard that ever fell to any sharper's share, and keeps his run when the dice are charged. I bought your Opera to-day for sixpence—a cussed print. I find there is neither dedication nor preface, both which wants I approve; it is the grand gout."
"I wonder if you're starting to enjoy the benefits of independence, or if you sometimes look back at the Court with a twisted smile? Are you thinking about getting an annuity when you’re two years older and have doubled your investment? Have you dedicated your opera and received the usual dedication fee of twenty guineas? Does W[alpole] think you meant to insult him with your opera? I hope he does, because he’s been the luckiest player in games of chance that anyone has seen, and he keeps winning even when the dice are rigged. I bought your Opera today for sixpence—a terrible print. I see that there’s neither a dedication nor a preface, both of which I think are needed; it’s the big problem."
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"'The Beggar's Opera' has been acted now thirty-six times, and was as full the last night as the first; and as yet there is not the least probability of a thin audience; though there is a discourse about the town, that the directors of the Royal Academy of Music design to solicit against its being played on the outlandish opera days, as it is now called. On the benefit day of one of the actresses, last week, they were obliged to give out another play, or dismiss the audience. A play was given out, but the people called for 'The Beggar's Opera'; and they were forced to play it, or the audience would not have stayed.
"'The Beggar's Opera' has been performed thirty-six times now, and the audience was just as packed on the last night as it was on the first; and so far, there's no sign of a dwindling crowd. However, there's talk around town that the directors of the Royal Academy of Music are planning to petition against it being performed on the so-called outlandish opera days. On the benefit night of one of the actresses last week, they had to announce another play, or risk sending the audience home. A different play was announced, but the crowd demanded 'The Beggar's Opera'; they ended up having to perform it, or the audience would have left."
"I have got by all this success between seven and eight hundred pounds, and Rich (deducting the whole charge of the house) has cleared already near four thousand pounds. In about a month I am going to the Bath with the Duchess of Marlborough and Mr. Congreve; for I have no expectation of receiving any favours from the Court. The Duchess of [pg 89]Queensberry is in Wiltshire, where she has had the small-pox in so favourable a way that she had not above seven or eight on her face; she is now perfectly recovered.
"I've made between seven and eight hundred pounds from all this success, and Rich (after covering the entire cost of the house) has already cleared around four thousand pounds. In about a month, I'm heading to Bath with the Duchess of Marlborough and Mr. Congreve, since I don't expect any favors from the Court. The Duchess of [pg 89]Queensberry is in Wiltshire, where she had a mild case of smallpox, only getting about seven or eight spots on her face; she is now completely recovered."
"There is a mezzotinto print published to-day of Polly, the heroine of 'The Beggar's Opera,' who was before unknown, and is now in so high vogue that I am in doubt whether her fame does not surpass that of the Opera itself."[21]
"There’s a mezzotint print out today of Polly, the main character from 'The Beggar’s Opera,' who was previously unknown but is now so popular that I wonder if her fame has surpassed that of the Opera itself." [21]
Pope and Swift were keenly interested in Gay's triumph, and in their correspondence are many references to the piece. "Mr. Gay's Opera has been acted near forty days running, and will certainly continue the whole season," Pope wrote to Swift, March 23rd, 1728. "So he has more than a fence about his thousand pounds; he will soon be thinking of a fence about his two thousand. Shall no one of us live as we would wish each other to live? Shall he have no annuity, you no settlement on this side, and I no prospect of getting to you on the other?"[22]
Pope and Swift were really interested in Gay's success, and their letters include many mentions of the piece. "Mr. Gay's opera has been performed for almost forty days straight and will definitely run the whole season," Pope wrote to Swift on March 23rd, 1728. "So he has more than just a safety net around his thousand pounds; he’ll soon be thinking about having a safety net for his two thousand. Will none of us live the way we wish each other could? Will he have no annuity, you no settlement on this side, and I no chance of getting to you on the other?"[22]
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"We have your opera for sixpence, and we are as full of it pro modulo nostro as London can be; continually acting, and house crammed, and the Lord-Lieutenant several times there, laughing his heart out. I wish you had sent me a copy, as I desired to oblige an honest bookseller. It would have done Motte no harm, for no English copy has been sold, but the Dublin one has run prodigiously.
"We have your opera for sixpence, and we are as into it pro modulo nostro as London can be; always performing, packed houses, and the Lord-Lieutenant has been there several times, laughing his heart out. I wish you had sent me a copy, as I wanted to help out an honest bookseller. It wouldn't have hurt Motte at all, because no English copy has sold, but the Dublin one has sold really well."
"I did not understand that the scene of Lockit and Peachum's quarrel was an imitation of one between Brutus and Cassius, till I was told it.
"I didn't realize that the argument between Lockit and Peachum was a replica of the one between Brutus and Cassius until someone pointed it out to me."
"I wish Macheath, when he was going to be hanged, [pg 90]had imitated Alexander the Great, when he was dying. I would have had his fellow-rogues desire his commands about a successor, and he to answer, 'Let it be the most worthy,' etc.
"I wish Macheath, when he was about to be hanged, [pg 90]had acted like Alexander the Great when he was dying. I would have wanted his fellow criminals to ask him who should take over, and he would respond, 'Let it be the most worthy,' etc."
"We hear a million of stories about the Opera, of the encore at the song, 'That was levell'd at me,' when two great ministers were in a box together, and all the world staring at them.
"We hear a million stories about the Opera, about the encore for the song, 'That was aimed at me,' when two prominent ministers were sitting in a box together, with everyone staring at them."
"I am heartily glad your Opera has mended your purse, though perhaps it may spoil your Court.
"I’m really glad your opera has filled your wallet, although it might ruin your court."
"I think that rich rogue, Rich, should in conscience make you a present of two or three hundred guineas. I am impatient that such a dog, by sitting still, should get five times more than the author.
"I think that wealthy scoundrel, Rich, should honestly gift you two or three hundred guineas. It frustrates me that such a jerk can earn five times more than the author just by doing nothing."
"You told me a month ago of £700, and have you not yet made up the eighth? I know not your methods. How many third days are you allowed, and how much is each day worth, and what did you get for copy?
"You told me a month ago about £700, and haven’t you figured out the eighth yet? I don’t know your methods. How many third days do you get, how much is each day worth, and what did you get for the copy?"
"Will you desire my Lord Bolingbroke, Mr. Pulteney, and Mr. Pope, to command you to buy an annuity with two thousand pounds? that you may laugh at Courts, and bid Ministers 'hiss, etc.'—and ten to one they will be ready to grease you when you are fat.
"Would you like my Lord Bolingbroke, Mr. Pulteney, and Mr. Pope to urge you to buy an annuity with two thousand pounds? So you can laugh at the Courts and tell the Ministers to 'hiss, etc.'—and chances are they’ll be eager to flatter you when you’re well-off."
"I hope your new Duchess will treat you at the Bath, and that you will be too wise to lose your money at play.
"I hope your new Duchess takes you to Bath, and that you're smart enough not to waste your money gambling."
"Get me likewise Polly's mezzotinto.
"Get me Polly's mezzotint too."
"Lord, how the schoolboys at Westminster and university lads adore you at this juncture! Have you made as many men laugh as ministers can make weep."
"Lord, how the schoolboys at Westminster and university guys adore you right now! Have you made as many men laugh as ministers can make them cry?"
Colley Cibber, in his "Apology" said that "Gay had more skilfully gratified the public taste than all the brightest authors that ever wrote before him," and although this was undoubtedly a piece of friendly exaggeration, it is a fact that John Gay was now a personage. "Mr. Gay's fame continues; but his riches are in a fair way of diminishing; he is gone to the Bath," Martha Blount wrote to Swift, [pg 91]May 7th;[23] and two months later, with great pride, Gay told Swift, "My portrait mezzotinto is published from Mrs. Howard's painting."[24] Indirectly, he secured further notoriety when, in the summer, Lavinia Fenton, who had played the heroine in the Opera, ran away with a Duke. "The Duke of Bolton, I hear," he wrote to Swift from Bath, "has run away with Polly Peachum, having settled £400 a year on her during pleasure, and upon disagreement £200 a year."[25] She had played in the whole sixty-three performances of the Opera, the forty-seventh performance being set aside for her benefit. The sixty-third performance took place on June 19th, and that was her last appearance on the boards of a theatre. In 1751, shortly after the death of his wife, the Duke married her, she being then about forty-three, and he sixty-six.[26]
Colley Cibber, in his "Apology," stated that "Gay had more skillfully satisfied the public's taste than all the greatest authors who ever wrote before him." While this was clearly an example of friendly exaggeration, it's true that John Gay had become a notable figure. "Mr. Gay's fame continues, but his wealth seems to be on the decline; he has gone to Bath," Martha Blount wrote to Swift on May 7th; [pg 91] [23] and two months later, with a sense of pride, Gay informed Swift, "My mezzotint portrait has been published from Mrs. Howard's painting." [24] He also gained more fame when, during the summer, Lavinia Fenton, who played the lead role in the Opera, eloped with a Duke. "The Duke of Bolton, I hear," he wrote to Swift from Bath, "has run away with Polly Peachum, having promised her £400 a year for as long as he feels like it, and £200 a year if they have a disagreement."[25] She had performed in all sixty-three shows of the Opera, with the forty-seventh show designated for her benefit. The sixty-third performance occurred on June 19th, marking her final appearance on stage. In 1751, shortly after his wife's death, the Duke married her; she was around forty-three at the time, and he was sixty-six.[26]
Footnotes:
References:
Swift: Work (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 157.
Swift: Work (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 157.
Ibid., XVII, p. 162.
Ibid., 17, p. 162.
See p. 41 of this work.
See p. 41 of this document.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 159.
Spence: Anecdotes (ed. Singer), p. 159.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 111.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 111.
Boswell: Life of Johnson (ed. Hill), II, p. 368.
Boswell: Life of Johnson (ed. Hill), II, p. 368.
Spence: Anecdotes, p. 159.
Spence: Anecdotes, p. 159.
Dr. Herring: Sermons (1763), p. 5.
Dr. Herring: Sermons (1763), p. 5.
Annual Register (1773), I, p. 132.
Annual Register (1773), Vol. I, p. 132.
Genest: History of the Stage, III, p. 223.
Genest: History of the Stage, III, p. 223.
History of Music, V, p. 317.
History of Music, V, p. 317.
Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 278.
Lives of the Poets (ed. Hill), III, p. 278.
Boswell: Life of Johnson (ed. Hill), II, p. 367.
Boswell: Life of Johnson (ed. Hill), II, p. 367.
Plays Written by Mr. John Gay: With an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author (1760), VIII.
Plays Written by Mr. John Gay: With an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author (1760), VIII.
Notes and Queries, First Series, I, 178.
Notes and Queries, First Series, I, 178.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 216.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 216.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 165.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 165.
Benjamin Motte, the bookseller.
Ben Motte, the bookseller.
The managers and patrons of the Italian Opera, with the King at their head, had formed themselves into an association under this title.
The managers and supporters of the Italian Opera, led by the King, had come together to form an association under this title.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 176.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 176.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 180.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 180.
Ibid., XVII, p. 183.
Ibid., XVII, p. 183.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 176.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 176.
Ibid., XVII, p. 189.
Ibid., XVII, p. 189.
Ibid., XVII, p. 188.
Ibid., XVII, p. 188.
"The Beggar's Opera" has been revived many times. The last and most successful revival was produced by Mr. Nigel Playfair in June, 1920. At the moment of going to press the first anniversary of the revival has just been celebrated. A copy of the programme of the first performance of this revival is printed, by kind permission of Mr. Playfair, on page 162 of this work.
"The Beggar's Opera" has been revived many times. The last and most successful revival was produced by Mr. Nigel Playfair in June 1920. As this is going to press, the first anniversary of the revival has just been celebrated. A copy of the program for the first performance of this revival is printed, with the kind permission of Mr. Playfair, on page 162 of this work.
CHAPTER IX
1728-1729
"POLLY"
The success of "The Beggar's Opera" heartened Gay, as a first great success heartens any man. At once he conceived the idea of following up this triumph with another opera, but, before actually getting to work, he took things easily. In March he stayed at Cashiobury with Pulteney, visiting from there Lord Bathurst and the Bolingbrokes. Shortly after he went to Bath, where he found many friends, including Henrietta, Duchess of Marlborough.
The success of "The Beggar's Opera" boosted Gay's spirits, just like any major success lifts a person's mood. He quickly came up with the idea to create another opera to build on this achievement, but he decided to take his time before diving into it. In March, he stayed at Cashiobury with Pulteney, and from there, they visited Lord Bathurst and the Bolingbrokes. Soon after, he went to Bath, where he reconnected with many friends, including Henrietta, Duchess of Marlborough.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"I have been at the Bath about ten days, and I have played at no game but once, and that at backgammon with Mr. Lewis, who is very much your humble servant. He is here upon account of the ill state of health of his wife, who has as yet found very little benefit from the waters. Lord and Lady Bolingbroke are here; and I think she is better than when I came; they stay, as I guess, only about a fortnight longer. They both desired me to make their compliments; as does Mr. Congreve, who is in a very ill state of health, but somewhat better since he came here.... I do not know how long I shall stay here, because I am now, as I have been all my life, at the disposal of others. I drink the waters, and am in hopes to lay in a stock of health, some of which I wish to communicate to you.... 'The Beggar's Opera' is acted here; but our Polly has got no fame, though the actors have got money. I have [pg 93]sent [you] by Dr. Delany, the Opera, Polly Peachum, and Captain Macheath. I would have sent you my own head (which is now engraving to make up the gang), but it is not yet finished. I suppose you must have heard that I have had the honour to have had a sermon preached against my works by a Court chaplain, which I look upon as no small addition to my fame."[1]
"I've been at Bath for about ten days, and I've only played one game, which was backgammon with Mr. Lewis, who sends his regards. He's here because his wife's health is poor, and she hasn't seen much improvement from the waters. Lord and Lady Bolingbroke are here, and I think she's doing better than when I arrived; they plan to stay for about another fortnight, as far as I can tell. They both asked me to send their best wishes, as does Mr. Congreve, who is in pretty bad health but feels somewhat better since arriving here... I’m not sure how long I’ll stay because I'm always at the mercy of others. I'm drinking the waters and hoping to stock up on health, some of which I wish to share with you... 'The Beggar's Opera' is being performed here, but our Polly isn’t getting any recognition, even though the actors are making money. I've sent you, through Dr. Delany, the Opera, Polly Peachum, and Captain Macheath. I would have sent you my portrait (which is being engraved to complete the set), but it’s not finished yet. I assume you’ve heard that a sermon was preached against my works by a Court chaplain, which I consider quite an enhancement to my reputation."
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"In five or six days I set out upon an excursion to Herefordshire, to Lady Scudamore's, but shall return here the beginning of August.... The weather is extremely hot, the place is very empty; I have an inclination to study, but the heat makes it impossible."[2]
"In five or six days, I'm heading out on a trip to Herefordshire, to Lady Scudamore's, but I'll be back here at the start of August.... The weather is really hot, and the place feels deserted; I want to study, but the heat makes it impossible."[2]
"I suppose Mr. Gay will return from the Bath with twenty pounds more flesh and two hundred pounds less in money," Swift wrote to Pope on July 16th. "Providence never designed him to be above two-and-twenty, by this thoughtlessness and cullibility. He has as little foresight of age, sickness, poverty, or loss of admirers, as a girl of fifteen."[3] From this it may be deduced that Gay, whenever he was free from an attack of colic, persevered in the pleasures of the table and of his favourite quadrille.
"I guess Mr. Gay will come back from Bath with twenty pounds more weight and two hundred pounds less in his wallet," Swift wrote to Pope on July 16th. "Fate never intended him to be older than twenty-two, given his carelessness and gullibility. He has as little awareness of aging, illness, poverty, or losing admirers as a fifteen-year-old girl." [3] From this, it can be inferred that Gay, whenever he was free from a bout of colic, continued to indulge in good food and his favorite quadrille.
JOHN GAY TO ALEXANDER POPE.
John Gay to Alexander Pope.
"I have heard more than once from our friend at Court, who seemed, in the letter she writ, to be in high health and spirits. Considering the multiplicity of pleasures and delights that one is overrun with in those places, I wonder how anyone has health and spirits enough to support them. I am heartily glad she has, and whenever I hear so, I find it contributes to mine. You see, I am not free from [pg 94]dependence, though I have less attendance than I had formerly; for a great deal of my own welfare still depends upon hers. Is the widow's house to be disposed of yet? I have not given up my pretensions to the Dean. If it was to be parted with, I wish one of us had it. I hope you wish so too, and that Mrs. Blount and Mrs. Howard wish the same, and for the very same reason that I wish it."[4]
"I've heard more than once from our friend at Court, who seemed to be in great health and spirits in the letter she wrote. Considering all the pleasures and delights that surround you there, I wonder how anyone can stay healthy and upbeat. I'm really glad she is, and whenever I hear that, it lifts my spirits too. You see, I’m not entirely independent, even though I have less company than I used to; a lot of my own well-being still relies on hers. Is the widow's house being sold yet? I haven't given up my claim on the Dean. If it's going to be sold, I wish one of us could get it. I hope you feel the same, and that Mrs. Blount and Mrs. Howard feel the same way, for the same reason I do."
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
"I am glad you have passed your time so agreeable. I need not tell you how mine has been employed; but as I know you wish me well, I am sure you will be glad to hear that I am much better; whether I owe it to the operation I underwent, or to my medicines, I cannot tell; but I begin to think I shall entirely get the better of my illness. I have written to Dr. Arbuthnot, both to give him a particular account, and to ask his opinion about the Bath. I know him so well that, though in this last illness he was not my physician, he is so much my friend, that he is glad I am better. Put him in mind to tell me what he would have me do in relation to Lady F.; and to send me a direction to write to her.
"I’m glad you’ve spent your time so well. I don’t need to explain how I've been spending mine; but since I know you care about me, I’m sure you’ll be happy to hear that I’m feeling much better. Whether that’s due to the surgery I had or the medications I’m taking, I can’t say, but I’m starting to believe I’ll completely recover from my illness. I’ve written to Dr. Arbuthnot to give him a detailed update and to ask for his opinion about the Bath. I know him well enough that even though he wasn’t my doctor during this last illness, he’s such a good friend that he’s happy to hear I’m improving. Please remind him to let me know what he thinks I should do regarding Lady F., and to give me her contact information."
"I have made Mr. Nash governor to Lord Peterborough, and Lord Peterborough governor to Mr. Pope. If I should come to the Bath, I propose being governess to the Doctor [Arbuthnot] and you. I know you both to be so unruly, that nothing less than Lady P.'s spirit or mine could keep any authority over you. When you write to Lady Scudamore, make my compliments to her. I have had two letters from Chesterfield, which I wanted you to answer for me; and I have had a thousand other things that I have wanted you to do for me; but, upon my word, I have not had one place to dispose of, or you should not be without one.... My humble service to the Duchess of Marlborough and Mr. Congreve."
"I've made Mr. Nash the governor to Lord Peterborough, and Lord Peterborough the governor to Mr. Pope. If I come to Bath, I plan to be the governess to the Doctor [Arbuthnot] and you. I know you both can be quite unruly, so only someone with the spirit of Lady P. or myself could keep you in line. When you write to Lady Scudamore, please send her my regards. I've received two letters from Chesterfield that I wanted you to respond to for me, along with a million other things I needed your help with; but honestly, I haven't had a single position to offer, or else you wouldn’t be without one… Please send my best to the Duchess of Marlborough and Mr. Congreve."
[pg 95]JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
"I have had a very severe attack of a fever, which, by the care of our friend, Dr. Arbuthnot, has, I hope, almost left me. I have been confined about ten days, but never to my bed, so that I hope soon to get abroad about my business; that is, the care of the second part of 'The Beggar's Opera,' which was almost ready for rehearsal; but Rich received the Duke of Grafton's commands (upon an information that he was rehearsing a play improper to be represented), not to rehearse any new play whatever, till his Grace has seen it. What will become of it I know not; but I am sure I have written nothing that can be legally suppressed, unless the setting vices in general in an odious light, and virtue in an amiable one, may give offence.
"I’ve had a pretty bad fever, which, thanks to our friend Dr. Arbuthnot, I hope is almost gone. I’ve been stuck at home for about ten days, but I never stayed in bed, so I expect to get back to my work soon; that is, the second part of 'The Beggar's Opera,' which was nearly ready for rehearsal. However, Rich received orders from the Duke of Grafton (after it was reported that he was rehearsing a play that wasn’t suitable for performance) not to rehearse any new play until His Grace reviews it. What will happen to it, I don’t know; but I’m certain I haven’t written anything that could be legally banned, unless portraying vices negatively and presenting virtue positively might cause some offense."
"I passed five or six months this year at the Bath with the Duchess of Marlborough; and then, in the view of taking care of myself, writ this piece. If it goes on in case of success, I have taken care to make better bargains for myself."[5]
"I spent five or six months this year at Bath with the Duchess of Marlborough; then, with the intention of looking out for myself, I wrote this piece. If it continues to succeed, I've made sure to negotiate better deals for myself."[5]
Gay was naturally greatly elated by the success of "The Beggar's Opera." This recompensed him for the neglect, or, as undoubtedly he regarded it, the ingratitude of the Court, and, what pleased him as much, it filled his purse, which he always liked to fill, apparently for the joy of emptying it as soon as possible. Also, it greatly enhanced his reputation: from a writer of minor importance, he now took his place as a personage. After a long apprenticeship, he had at length "arrived."
Gay was naturally thrilled by the success of "The Beggar's Opera." This made up for the neglect, or as he probably saw it, the ingratitude of the Court, and what pleased him just as much was that it filled his wallet, which he always enjoyed filling just so he could empty it as soon as possible. Additionally, it boosted his reputation significantly: from being a minor writer, he now established himself as an important figure. After a long struggle, he had finally "made it."
Thus encouraged, he promptly composed a sequel to "The Beggar's Opera," which he called by the name of the heroine of that piece, that is to say, "Polly." The best summary of "Polly" has been given by Mr. Paull, in his interesting paper on Gay[6]:—
Thus inspired, he quickly wrote a follow-up to "The Beggar's Opera," naming it after the heroine, "Polly." The most insightful summary of "Polly" has been provided by Mr. Paull in his engaging article on Gay[6]:—
"Macheath has been transported across the herring-pond ... [pg 96]He succeeds in escaping from the plantations, and has become the leader of a band of pirates, under an assumed name, and disguised as a black man. Jenny Driver is now his mistress (presumably he has forgotten her treachery in 'The Beggar's Opera'). Polly sails across the ocean to find him, but is entrapped by Mrs. Trapes, a procuress, who sells her to Ducat, a rich merchant. Mrs. Ducat, who is jealous, helps Polly to escape; she assumes a boy's dress and continues her search for Macheath. She is captured by the pirates, and she and Macheath meet, neither recognising the other. The pirates are attacking the English settlement; the Indians are helping the settlers. At first the pirates are successful, and the young Indian Prince is captured, but ultimately they are defeated, Polly herself capturing Macheath, who is condemned to death by the Indian Prince. Then she learns from Jenny Driver who the pirate chief is, and his life is promised her as her reward; but his execution has already taken place, and she has to console herself with the hand of the Indian Prince, who has fallen in love with her. Even this skeleton will show that the novelty and unity of design which counted for so much in 'The Beggar's Opera' are changed for intricacy of plot. There is no cohesion in the story: there is no reason why the catastrophe should be brought about in one way rather than another; what interest there is turns on an improbable story rather than on the development of character. Evidently Gay reckoned largely on the opportunities he had afforded himself for satire on the Court, and for contrasting the noble and untutored savage with the man tainted by the vices of civilisation."
"Macheath has been transported across the ocean ... [pg 96]He manages to escape from the plantations and becomes the leader of a group of pirates, using a fake name and disguising himself as a black man. Jenny Driver is now his lover (presumably he has forgotten her betrayal in 'The Beggar's Opera'). Polly travels across the ocean to find him but is captured by Mrs. Trapes, a madam, who sells her to Ducat, a wealthy merchant. Mrs. Ducat, who is jealous, helps Polly escape; she dresses as a boy and continues her search for Macheath. She gets caught by the pirates, and she and Macheath meet, neither recognizing the other. The pirates are attacking the English settlement, while the Indians are assisting the settlers. At first, the pirates are winning, and the young Indian Prince is captured, but in the end, they are defeated, with Polly capturing Macheath, who is sentenced to death by the Indian Prince. Then she finds out from Jenny Driver who the pirate leader is, and his life is promised to her as a reward; however, his execution has already happened, and she has to comfort herself with the hand of the Indian Prince, who has fallen in love with her. Even this summary shows that the novelty and cohesive design that were so important in 'The Beggar's Opera' have changed into a complex plot. The story lacks cohesion: there’s no reason why the disaster should happen one way instead of another; the interest relies more on an unlikely story rather than character development. Clearly, Gay was counting on the chances he had for satire about the Court and for contrasting the noble and untamed savage with the man corrupted by the vices of civilization."
"Polly" was accepted for production by Rich at the theatre in Lincoln's Inn Fields: the subsequent proceedings are but told by the author himself in his Preface, dated March 25th, 1729, to the printed version of the book of the opera:—
"Polly" was approved for production by Rich at the theater in Lincoln's Inn Fields; the following events are described by the author himself in his Preface, dated March 25th, 1729, to the printed version of the book of the opera:—
"After Mr. Rich and I were agreed upon terms and [pg 97]conditions for bringing this piece on the stage, and that everything was ready for a rehearsal, the Lord Chamberlain sent an order from the country to prohibit Mr. Rich to suffer any play to be rehearsed upon his stage till it has been first of all supervised by his Grace. As soon as Mr. Rich came from his Grace's secretary (who had sent for him to receive the before-mentioned order) he came to my lodgings and acquainted me with the orders he had received.
"After Mr. Rich and I agreed on the terms and [pg 97]conditions for bringing this play to the stage, and everything was ready for a rehearsal, the Lord Chamberlain sent an order from the countryside to prevent Mr. Rich from allowing any play to be rehearsed on his stage until it had first been approved by his Grace. As soon as Mr. Rich returned from his Grace's secretary (who had called him in to deliver the aforementioned order), he came to my place and informed me about the orders he had received."
"Upon the Lord Chamberlain's coming to town I was confined by sickness, but in four or five days I went abroad on purpose to wait upon his Grace, with a faithful and genuine copy of this piece, excepting the errata of the transcriber.
"When the Lord Chamberlain arrived in town, I was unwell, but after four or five days, I went out specifically to meet his Grace, bringing a faithful and accurate copy of this piece, except for the errata of the transcriber."
"As I have heard several suggestions and false insinuations concerning the copy, I take this occasion in the most solemn manner to affirm, that the very copy I delivered to Mr. Rich was written in my own hand, some months before at the Bath, from my own first foul blotted papers; from this, that for the playhouse was transcribed, from whence Mr. Steele, the prompter, copied that which I delivered to the Lord Chamberlain; and, excepting my own foul blotted papers, I do protest I know of no other copy whatsoever, than those I have mentioned.
"As I've heard several suggestions and false implications about the manuscript, I want to take this opportunity to firmly state that the exact copy I gave to Mr. Rich was written in my own hand a few months ago in Bath, taken from my own initial messy drafts; from this, a version for the theater was transcribed, from which Mr. Steele, the prompter, copied what I delivered to the Lord Chamberlain. Aside from my own messy drafts, I swear I’m not aware of any other copy at all, other than the ones I've mentioned."
"The copy which I gave into the hands of Mr. Rich had been seen before by several persons of the greatest distinction and veracity, who will do me the honour and justice to attest it; so that not only by them, but by Mr. Rich and Mr. Steele, I can (against all insinuation or positive affirmation) prove in the most clear and undeniable manner, if occasion required, what I have here upon my own honour and credit asserted. The Introduction, indeed, was not shown to the Lord Chamberlain, which, as I had not then settled, was never transcribed in the playhouse copy.
"The copy I gave to Mr. Rich had already been reviewed by several highly respected and reliable individuals, who will honor and acknowledge it; so that not only through them, but also through Mr. Rich and Mr. Steele, I can (against all suggestions or outright claims) clearly and undeniably prove, if necessary, what I have asserted here based on my own honor and reputation. The Introduction, however, was not shown to the Lord Chamberlain, which, since I hadn't finalized it, was never included in the playhouse copy."
"It was on Saturday morning, December 7th, 1728, that I waited upon the Lord Chamberlain. I desired to have the honour of reading the Opera to his Grace, but he [pg 98]ordered me to leave it with him, which I did upon expectation of having it returned on the Monday following; but I had it not till Thursday, December 12th, when I received it from his Grace with this answer, 'that it was not allowed to be acted, but commanded to be suppressed.' This was told me in general, without any reason assigned, or any charge against me, of my having given any particular offence.
"It was Saturday morning, December 7th, 1728, when I met with the Lord Chamberlain. I hoped to have the honor of reading the Opera to his Grace, but he [pg 98] instructed me to leave it with him instead, which I did with the expectation of getting it back on the following Monday. However, I didn't receive it until Thursday, December 12th, when I got it back from his Grace along with this response: 'that it was not allowed to be performed and was ordered to be suppressed.' I was told this in general terms, without any reasons given or any accusations that I had committed a specific offense."
"Since this prohibition, I have been told, that I am accused, in general terms, of having written many disaffected libels and seditious pamphlets. As it hath ever been my utmost ambition (if that word may be used on this ocasion) to lead a quiet and inoffensive life, I thought my innocence in this particular would never have required a justification; and as this kind of writing is what I have ever detested, and never practised, I am persuaded so groundless a calumny can never be believed but by those who do not know me. But as general aspersions of this sort have been cast upon me, I think myself called upon to declare my principles; and I do, with the strictest truth, affirm that I am as loyal a subject, and as firmly attached to the present happy establishment, as any of those who have the greatest places or pensions. I have been informed too, that, in the following play, I have been charged with writing immoralities; that it is filled with slander, and calumny against particular great persons, and that Majesty itself is endeavoured to be brought into ridicule and contempt.
"Since this ban, I’ve been told that I’m generally accused of writing many disloyal pamphlets and seditious works. It has always been my greatest ambition (if that word can be used in this context) to lead a quiet and harmless life, so I thought my innocence in this matter would never need defending; and since this kind of writing is something I have always despised and never engaged in, I’m convinced such a baseless accusation can only be believed by those who don’t know me. But since these general attacks have been made against me, I feel it’s necessary to declare my principles; and I honestly affirm that I am as loyal a subject and as devoted to the current happy government as anyone with the highest positions or pensions. I’ve also been informed that, in this play, I’ve been accused of writing immoral content; that it’s full of slander and defamation against specific prominent figures, and that even Majesty itself is being ridiculed and disrespected."
"As I knew every one of these charges was in every point absolutely false and without the least grounds, at first I was not at all affected by them; but when I found they were still insisted upon, and that particular passages, which were not in the play, were quoted, and propagated to support what had been suggested, I could no longer bear to lie under those false accusations; so, by printing it, I have submitted and given up all present views of profit which might accrue from the stage; which undoubtedly will be some satisfaction to the worthy gentlemen [pg 99]who have treated me with so much candour and humanity, and represented me in such favourable colours.
"As I knew that every one of these charges was completely false and without any basis, at first I wasn't affected by them at all. But when I realized they continued to be insisted upon, and that specific passages, which weren't in the play, were being quoted and spread around to support the claims, I could no longer tolerate those false accusations. So, by publishing this, I have given up any potential profit I might have made from the stage; which will certainly be some relief to the gentlemen [pg 99] who have treated me with such kindness and understanding, and portrayed me in such a positive light."
"But as I am conscious to myself, that my only intention was to lash, in general, the reigning of fashionable vices, and to recommend and set virtue in as amiable light as I could; to justify and vindicate my own character, I thought myself obliged to print the Opera without delay, in the manner I have done.
"But as I am aware that my only intention was to criticize the popular vices of the time and to present virtue in the most appealing way possible; to defend and justify my own character, I felt I had to publish the Opera promptly, in the way I have done."
"As the play was principally designed for representation, I hope, when it is read, it will be considered in that light; and when all that hath been said against it shall appear to be entirely misunderstood or misrepresented; if, some time hence, it should be permitted to appear on the stage, I think it necessary to acquaint the public that, as far as a contract of this kind can be binding, I am engaged to Mr. Rich to have it represented upon his theatre."
"As the play was mainly created for performance, I hope that when it's read, it will be viewed that way; and when everything that's been said against it turns out to be completely misunderstood or misrepresented; if, at some point in the future, it is allowed to be performed on stage, I think it's important to inform the public that, as far as a contract of this kind can be binding, I have a commitment to Mr. Rich to have it shown at his theater."
It cannot be denied that there was adequate ground for the Lord Chamberlain's veto. In "The Beggar's Opera" Gay had beyond all question lampooned Walpole, and in "Polly" he returned to the attack, there being no doubt that in the opening scene, Ducat, the West Indian planter, was intended for the Minister. The production might well have led to disturbances if both political parties had been represented at the first performance. Walpole was the least vindictive of men, as witness his generous attitude towards Sunderland and the other ministers involved in the scandal of the South Sea "Bubble," but he may well have thought that Gay was going too far. Gay himself was harmless, but, as Walpole knew, the author, either consciously or unconsciously, was acting for the Opposition party; and Walpole, when he thought it worth while, had a short and effective way with his political enemies.
It’s clear that there was enough reason for the Lord Chamberlain's veto. In "The Beggar's Opera," Gay definitely mocked Walpole, and in "Polly," he came back for another round, with no doubt that in the opening scene, Ducat, the West Indian planter, was meant to represent the Minister. The show could have sparked unrest if both political sides were present at the first performance. Walpole was the least vengeful person, as shown by his generous attitude towards Sunderland and the other ministers involved in the South Sea "Bubble" scandal, but he might have felt that Gay was crossing the line. Gay himself was harmless, but as Walpole knew, the author, either intentionally or unintentionally, was speaking for the Opposition party; and when Walpole deemed it necessary, he had a quick and effective way of dealing with his political rivals.
The prohibition being largely an affair of party, or at least being so regarded, a battle royal ensued. "Polly" could not be performed in public, but, there being no censorship of books, it could be printed. Gay's friends, therefore, [pg 100]decided that the Opera should be published by subscription. To a man and a woman the Opposition rallied round the author. The Duchess of Queensberry "touted" for him everywhere, even at Court. The King at a Drawing-room asked what she was doing. "What must be agreeable, I am sure," she replied, "to anyone so humane as your Majesty, for it is an act of charity, and a charity to which I do not despair of bringing your Majesty to contribute." This, of course, was a gratuitous piece of impertinence—for the Lord Chamberlain acts as the official mouthpiece of the Sovereign—and it could not be overlooked. Another story is: The Duchess was so vehement in her attempt to have the embargo removed from Gay's play, that she offered to read it to His Majesty in his closet, that he might be satisfied there was no offence in it. George II escaped from this dilemma by saying, he should be delighted to receive her Grace in his closet, but he hoped to amuse her better than by the literary employment she proposed.[7]
The prohibition was mostly seen as a political issue, leading to a full-blown battle. "Polly" couldn’t be performed in public, but since there was no censorship on books, it could be printed. Gay's friends decided that the Opera should be published by subscription. Both men and women from the Opposition rallied around the author. The Duchess of Queensberry promoted him everywhere, even at Court. When the King saw her at a Drawing-room, he asked what she was doing. "I’m sure it must be something agreeable to someone as kind-hearted as your Majesty, because it’s an act of charity, and I hope to persuade you to contribute," she replied. This was, of course, a bold impertinence, as the Lord Chamberlain serves as the official representative of the Sovereign, and it couldn't be ignored. Another story goes that the Duchess was so determined to have the ban lifted from Gay's play that she offered to read it to His Majesty privately, so he could see that there was nothing offensive in it. George II avoided the situation by saying he would love to have her Grace in his private quarters, but he hoped to entertain her better than with the literary task she suggested.[7]
Whatever the true story, the day after the Duchess's interview with the King (February 27th, 1729), William Stanhope, the Vice-Chamberlain, carried to the Duchess a verbal message not to come to Court; whereupon she sat down and wrote a letter for him to take to his Majesty. "The Duchess of Queensberry," so ran her reply, "is surprised and well pleased that the King hath given her so agreeable a command as to stay from Court, where she never came for diversion, but to bestow a great civility on the King and Queen; she hopes by such an unprecedented order as this is, that the King will see as few as he wishes at his Court, particularly such as are to think or speak truth. I dare not do otherwise, and ought not, nor could have imagined that it would not have been the very highest compliment that I could possibly pay the King to endeavour to support truth and innocence in his house, particularly when the King and Queen both told me that they had not read Mr. Gay's play. I have certainly [pg 101]done right, then, to stand by my own words rather than his Grace of Grafton's, who hath neither made use of truth, judgment, nor honour, through this whole affair, either for himself or his friends."[8] Stanhope read this, and begged the Duchess to reflect before sending it. She consented to write another letter, did so, and handed it to him. He chose the first. The Duke of Queensberry supported his wife, and although the King pressed him to remain, resigned his office of Admiral of Scotland—though Gay wrote to Swift,[9] "this he would have done, if the Duchess had not met with this treatment, upon account of ill-usage from the Ministers," and that this incident "hastened him in what he had determined." The affair created an immense sensation in Court circles. "The Duchess of Queensberry is still the talk of the town. She is going to Scotland," Mrs. Pendarves wrote to Mrs. Anne Granville, March 14th, 1729.... "My Lady Hervey told her the other day that 'now she was banished, the Court had lost its chief ornament,' the Duchess replied, 'I am entirely of your mind.' It is thought my Lady Hervey spoke to her with a sneer, if so, her Grace's answer was a very good one."[10]
Whatever the actual story, the day after the Duchess's meeting with the King (February 27th, 1729), William Stanhope, the Vice-Chamberlain, delivered a verbal message to the Duchess telling her not to come to Court. In response, she sat down and wrote a letter for him to take to his Majesty. "The Duchess of Queensberry," her reply stated, "is surprised and pleased that the King has given her such a pleasant command as to stay away from Court, where she never came for entertainment but to show great respect to the King and Queen. She hopes that with such an unusual order, the King will see as few people as he wants at his Court, particularly those who think or speak honestly. I cannot act otherwise, nor should I; I could not have imagined that my effort to support truth and innocence in his house would not be regarded as the highest compliment I could offer the King, especially since both the King and Queen told me they hadn’t read Mr. Gay’s play. I have certainly [pg 101] done the right thing in standing by my own words rather than those of his Grace of Grafton, who has neither used truth, judgment, nor honor throughout this entire affair, either for himself or his friends."[8] Stanhope read this and asked the Duchess to think carefully before sending it. She agreed to write another letter, did so, and handed it to him. He chose the first one. The Duke of Queensberry supported his wife, and despite the King urging him to stay, he resigned his position as Admiral of Scotland—although Gay wrote to Swift,[9] "he would have done this even if the Duchess had not been treated this way, due to the poor treatment from the Ministers," and that this incident "accelerated his decision." The situation caused a huge stir in Court. "The Duchess of Queensberry is still the talk of the town. She is heading to Scotland," Mrs. Pendarves wrote to Mrs. Anne Granville on March 14th, 1729.... "My Lady Hervey told her the other day that 'now that she is banished, the Court has lost its main attraction,' to which the Duchess responded, 'I completely agree with you.' It’s thought that my Lady Hervey spoke to her with a sneer, and if so, her Grace's answer was quite appropriate."[10]
One of the immediate results of the campaign was that the apartments that had been granted to Gay in Whitehall, which belonged to the Crown, had, by order, to be surrendered. On the other hand, two large editions, amounting to 10,500 copies, of "Polly, An Opera: being the Second Part of 'The Beggar's Opera.' Written by Mr. Gay. With the Songs and Basses engraved on Copper-plates," were printed in 1729, and from the sale Gay derived between £1,100 and £1,200.[11] In 1777 Colman produced "Polly" in a revised version, but it failed to attract.
One of the immediate results of the campaign was that the apartments granted to Gay in Whitehall, which belonged to the Crown, had to be surrendered by order. On the other hand, two large editions, totaling 10,500 copies, of "Polly, An Opera: being the Second Part of 'The Beggar's Opera.' Written by Mr. Gay. With the Songs and Basses engraved on Copper-plates," were printed in 1729, and from the sale, Gay made between £1,100 and £1,200.[11] In 1777, Colman produced "Polly" in a revised version, but it failed to attract attention.
There was an end of Gay's hopes of Court preferment, [pg 102]that was clear to every one. It was not unexpected. "I wish John Gay success in his pursuit," Bolingbroke had written to Swift in June, 1727, "but I think he has some qualities which will keep him down in the world."[12] When the worst was known, Arbuthnot wrote to Swift on the following November 30th: "There is certainly a fatality upon poor Gay. As for hope of preferment [at St. James's], he has laid it aside. He has made a pretty good bargain (that is, a Smithfield one) for a little place in the Custom-house, which was to bring him in about a hundred a year. It was done as a favour to an old man, and not at all to Gay. When everything was concluded, the man repented, and said he would not part with his place. I have begged Gay not to buy an annuity upon my life; I am sure I should not live a week."[13]
There was a clear end to Gay's hopes of getting ahead in Court, and everyone could see it. It wasn’t surprising. "I wish John Gay success in his pursuit," Bolingbroke wrote to Swift in June 1727, "but I think he has some qualities that will hold him back in life." When the worst news came, Arbuthnot wrote to Swift on November 30th: "There is definitely a curse on poor Gay. As for any hope of advancement [at St. James's], he has given that up. He made a pretty decent deal (that is, a Smithfield kind of deal) for a small position in the Custom-house, which was supposed to earn him about a hundred a year. It was arranged as a favor to an old man, not to Gay at all. When everything was finalized, the man changed his mind and said he wouldn’t let go of his position. I've begged Gay not to invest in an annuity on my life; I'm sure I wouldn't last a week."
It may be that Gay thought that he might in time live down the disfavour at Court in which he had been involved by the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry and his other partisans. He may even have had a momentary hope, in 1730, when the office of Poet-Laureate was vacant that the position might be offered to him, who had written "Fables" for a young Prince. When Colley Cibber was appointed, Gay probably had it brought home to him that his day as a courtier had passed for good and all. Certainly he is credited, though on what authority is not known, with a share in the burlesque, "Ode for the New Year [1731]. Written by Colley Cibber, Esq.," in which his disappointment is vented in somewhat coarse expression. This begins,
It’s possible that Gay thought he could eventually overcome the disdain at Court that he had incurred from the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry and his other supporters. He might have even held a fleeting hope in 1730, when the Poet-Laureate position was open, that it could be offered to him, especially since he had written "Fables" for a young prince. When Colley Cibber was appointed, Gay likely realized that his time as a courtier was completely over. He is definitely associated, although it’s unclear on what basis, with the burlesque "Ode for the New Year [1731]. Written by Colley Cibber, Esq.," in which his frustration is expressed in somewhat blunt terms. This begins,
[pg 103]The King is attacked, and there is a disgraceful reference to the Queen:—
[pg 103]The King is attacked, and there’s an embarrassing remark about the Queen:—
That Gay was furious there is no question, and he attacked Walpole in one of the second series of his "Fables" (which appeared posthumously in 1738), entitled "The Vulture, the Sparrow, and Other Birds," which concluded:
That Gay was definitely furious, and he went after Walpole in one of the second series of his "Fables" (which came out after his death in 1738), titled "The Vulture, the Sparrow, and Other Birds," which ended with:
The animus is evident, and it is clear that Gay's sense of humour had entirely deserted him. A man who had been a hanger-on at Court for more than ten years, and bidding diligently all the time for a sinecure, could but arouse laughter when, discarded at length by those in power, he says proudly, "I court no favour, ask no place."
The hostility is obvious, and it's clear that Gay has completely lost his sense of humor. A guy who had been a constant presence at Court for more than ten years, always trying to land a cushy job, can only draw laughs when, finally rejected by those in power, he states proudly, "I court no favor, ask no position."
Footnotes:
Footnotes:
Swift: Works, XVII, p. 182.
Swift: *Works*, XVII, p. 182.
Ibid., XVII, p. 188.
Ibid., XVII, p. 188.
Ibid., XVII, p. 189.
Ibid., XVII, p. 189.
Pope: Works (ed. Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 429.
Pope: Works (edited by Elwin and Courthope), VII, p. 429.
Swift: Works, XVII, p. 205
Swift: Works, Vol. XVII, p. 205
Fortnightly Review, June, 1912
Fortnightly Review, June 1912
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 228 (note).
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 228 (note).
Hervey: Memoirs, I, p. 123.
Hervey: Memoirs, Vol. 1, p. 123.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 228.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 228.
Mrs. Delany: Memoirs, I, p. 198.
Mrs. Delany: Memoirs, vol. 1, p. 198.
Nichol: Literary Anecdotes, I, p. 405.
Nichol: Literary Anecdotes, Vol. I, p. 405.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 114.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 114.
Ibid., XVII, p. 157.
Ibid., XVII, p. 157.
This appears to be a reference to the appointment of Cibber as Poet Laureate.
This seems to refer to Cibber being appointed Poet Laureate.
CHAPTER X
1729
CORRESPONDENCE
With the composition of "Polly," the literary life of Gay came practically to an end, although he survived until December 4th, 1732. During these four years he worked not at all, save occasionally on the second series of "Fables."
With the writing of "Polly," Gay's literary career basically came to a close, although he lived until December 4th, 1732. During these four years, he hardly worked at all, except for a few occasions on the second series of "Fables."
After the prohibition of "Polly," Gay, who had been ill during 1728, had a severe attack of fever, during which he was attended by the faithful Arbuthnot, and carefully tended by the Duchess of Queensberry.
After the ban on "Polly," Gay, who had been unwell in 1728, had a serious fever attack, during which he was looked after by the loyal Arbuthnot and well-cared for by the Duchess of Queensberry.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
"No words can tell you the great concern I feel for you; I assure you it was not, and is not, lessened by the immediate apprehension I have now every day lain under of losing my mother. Be assured, no duty less than that should have kept me one day from attending your condition. I would come and take a room by you at Hampstead, to be with you daily, were she not still in danger of death. I have constantly had particular accounts of you from the doctor [Arbuthnot], which have not ceased to alarm me yet. God preserve your life, and restore your health! I really beg it for my own sake, for I feel I love you more than I thought in health, though I always loved you a great deal. If I am so unfortunate as to bury my poor mother, and yet have the good fortune to have my prayers heard for you, I hope we may live most of our remaining days together. [pg 106]If, as I believe, the air of a better clime, as the southern part of France, may be thought useful for your recovery, thither I would go with you infallibly; and it is very probable we might get the Dean [Swift] with us, who is in that abandoned state already in which I shall shortly be, as to other cares and duties. Dear Gay, be as cheerful as your sufferings will permit: God is a better friend than a Court: even any honest man is a better. I promise you my entire friendship in all events."
"I can't express how deeply concerned I am for you; I promise you, my worries haven't lessened even with my constant fear of losing my mother. Honestly, nothing less than that would have kept me away from supporting you during this time. I would come and stay with you in Hampstead to be with you every day if it weren't for my mother still being in danger of death. I've been getting updates about you from Dr. Arbuthnot, which continue to alarm me. May God protect your life and restore your health! I truly ask for this for my own sake because I realize I love you even more than I thought when you were healthy, although I've always cared about you a lot. If I unfortunately end up losing my poor mother, yet I've been fortunate enough to have my prayers answered for you, I hope we can spend most of our remaining days together. [pg 106]If, as I believe, the climate in southern France could help your recovery, I would definitely go there with you; it's quite possible we could get Dean Swift to join us, as he is already in a state of mind similar to what I will soon experience, regarding other worries and responsibilities. Dear Gay, try to stay as cheerful as your situation allows: God is a better friend than any Court, and even any honest person is better. I promise you my full support no matter what happens."
Gay gradually got well. "I am glad to hear of your recovery, and the oftener I hear it, the better, when it becomes easy to you to give it," Pope, who remained a regular correspondent, wrote to him in January, 1729. But, though Gay was better in health, his spirits were low.
Gay gradually got better. "I'm glad to hear about your recovery, and the more I hear it, the better, especially when it's easy for you to share it," Pope, who continued to write to him regularly, said in January 1729. However, even though Gay's health improved, he still felt down.
JOHN GAY TO ALEXANDER POPE.
John Gay to Alexander Pope.
"My melancholy increases, and every hour threatens me with some return of my distemper, nay, I think I may rather say I have it on me. Not the divine looks, the kind favours, and the expressions of the divine Duchess, who, hereafter, shall be in the place of a queen to me—nay, she shall be my queen—nor the inexpressible goodness of the Duke, can in the least cheer me. The Drawing-room no more receives light from those two stars. There is now what Milton says is in hell—darkness visible. Oh, that I had never known what a Court was! Dear Pope, what a barren soil (to me so) have I been striving to produce something out of. Why did I not take your advice before my writing Fables for the Duke, not to write them! It is my very hard fate I must get nothing, write for them or against them. I find myself in such a strange confusion and depression of spirits that I have not strength enough even to make my will, though I perceive by many warnings I have no continuing city here. I begin to look upon myself as one already dead, and desire, my dear Mr. Pope, [pg 107]whom I love as my own soul, if you survive me, as you certainly will, that you will, if a stone should mark the place of my grave, see these words put upon it:—
"My sadness grows, and every hour brings the threat of a return of my illness—actually, I think I can say I have it with me now. Not the divine looks, the kind gestures, and the words of the divine Duchess, who will one day be like a queen to me—she shall indeed be my queen—nor the boundless kindness of the Duke can bring me any cheer. The Drawing-room no longer shines with the light of those two stars. It feels like what Milton describes as hell—visible darkness. Oh, how I wish I had never learned what a Court is! Dear Pope, what a barren ground (to me so) have I been struggling to cultivate something from. Why didn’t I heed your advice before writing Fables for the Duke and just not write them at all! It’s my hard fate that I can't escape—whether I write for them or against them, I’m stuck. I find myself in such strange confusion and deep sadness that I don’t even have the strength to make my will, though I can see from many signs that I won’t be here for long. I’m beginning to see myself as someone who is already dead, and I ask you, my dear Mr. Pope, [pg 107] whom I love as my own soul, if you outlive me, which you will, please ensure that if a stone marks my grave, it has these words on it:—"
I used to think that way, but now I know it.
with what more you may think proper. If anyone should ask how I could communicate this after death, let it be known, it is not meant so, but my present sentiment in life. What the bearer brings besides this letter, should I die without a will, which I am the likelier to do, as the law will settle my small estate much as I should do so myself, let it remain with you, as it has long done with me, the remembrance of a dead friend; but there is none like you, living or dead."
with whatever else you may find appropriate. If anyone asks how I could share this after I'm gone, let it be clear that it's not meant that way, but reflects my current feelings in life. What the messenger brings along with this letter, should I pass away without a will—which is likely, as the law would handle my small estate much like I would—I hope it will stay with you, just as it has with me for a long time, as a reminder of a deceased friend; but there’s no one like you, alive or dead.
Both Swift and Pope remained faithful to Gay, and in their correspondence there are many allusions to him. "Mr. Gay," wrote Swift to Pope, "is a scandal to all lusty young fellows with healthy countenances; and, I think, he is not intemperate in a physical sense. I am told he has an asthma, which is a disease I commiserate more than deafness, because it will not leave a man quiet either sleeping or waking."[1]
Both Swift and Pope stayed loyal to Gay, and in their letters, there are many references to him. "Mr. Gay," Swift wrote to Pope, "is an embarrassment to all the lively young guys with healthy looks; and I believe he isn't excessive in a physical way. I've heard he has asthma, which I pity more than deafness, because it won’t let a person rest, whether they are sleeping or awake."[1]
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
Burlington Gardens.
March 18, 1729.
"I am but just recovered from the severest fit of sickness that ever anybody had who escaped death. I was several times given up by the physicians, and everybody that attended me; and upon my recovery was judged to be in so ill a condition, that I should be miserable for the remainder of my life; but contrary to all expectation, I am perfectly recovered, and have no remainder of the distempers that attacked me, which were at the same time, fever, asthma, and pleurisy.
"I've just recovered from the worst illness anyone has had while escaping death. Several times, the doctors and everyone around me thought I wouldn't make it. When I recovered, it was believed I'd be in such bad shape that I'd be miserable for the rest of my life. But against all odds, I'm completely better now and don't have any lingering effects from the ailments that struck me, which included fever, asthma, and pleurisy."
"[pg 108]I am now in the Duke of Queensberry's house, and have been so ever since I left Hampstead; where I was carried at a time that it was thought I could not live a day. Since my coming to town, I have been very little abroad, the weather has been so severe.
"[pg 108]I am now at the Duke of Queensberry's house and have been here since I left Hampstead, where I was taken at a time when people thought I wouldn't survive a day. Since I've been in town, I've been out very little because the weather has been so harsh."
"I must acquaint you (because I know it will please you) that during my sickness I had many of the kindest proofs of friendship, particularly from the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, who, if I had been their nearest relation and nearest friend, could not have treated me with more constant attendance then; and they continue the same to me now.
"I want to let you know (since I know it will make you happy) that during my illness, I received many thoughtful gestures of friendship, especially from the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, who couldn't have treated me with more consistent care if I had been their closest relative and friend; and they still continue to do so."
"You must undoubtedly have heard, that the Duchess took up my defence with the King and Queen, in the cause of my play, and that she has been forbid the Court for interesting herself to increase my fortune, by the publication of it without being acted. The Duke, too, has given up his employment (which he would have done if the Duchess had not met with this treatment) upon account of ill-usage from the Ministers; but this hardened him in what he had determined.
"You’ve probably heard that the Duchess defended me in front of the King and Queen regarding my play, and that she has been banned from the Court for trying to help me by getting it published without being performed. The Duke also quit his job (which he would have done even if the Duchess hadn't been treated this way) due to mistreatment from the Ministers; but this just made him more resolute in his decision."
"The play ['Polly '] is now almost printed, with the music, words, and basses, engraved on thirty-one copper-plates, which, by my friends' assistance, has a possibility to turn greatly to my advantage. The Duchess of Marlborough has given me a hundred pounds for one copy; and others have contributed very handsomely; but as my account is not yet settled, I cannot tell you particulars.
"The play ['Polly '] is almost done printing, with the music, lyrics, and bass parts engraved on thirty-one copper plates. Thanks to my friends' help, this could really benefit me. The Duchess of Marlborough paid me a hundred pounds for one copy, and others have also contributed generously. However, since my account isn't settled yet, I can't give you the details."
"For writing in the cause of virtue, and against the fashionable vices, I am looked upon at present as the most obnoxious person, almost, in England. Mr. Pulteney tells me I have got the start of him. Mr. Pope tells me that I am dead, and that this obnoxiousness is the reward for my inoffensiveness in my former life.
"For writing in support of virtue and against the trendy vices, I'm currently seen as one of the most disliked people in England. Mr. Pulteney says I've gotten the upper hand on him. Mr. Pope tells me that I'm finished, and that this unpopularity is the consequence of my harmlessness in my past life."
"I wish I had a book ready to send you; but I believe I shall not be able to complete the work till the latter end of next week....
"I wish I had a book ready to send you; but I don't think I'll be able to finish the work until the end of next week....
"[pg 109]I am impatient to finish my work, for I want the country air; not that I am ill, but to recover my strength; and I cannot leave my work till it is finished.
"[pg 109]I'm eager to wrap up my work because I want to be out in the country air; not because I'm sick, but to regain my energy; and I can't leave my work until it's done."
"While I am writing this, I am in the room next to our dining-room, with sheets all around it, and two people from the binder folding sheets. I print the book at my own expense, in quarto, which is to be sold for six shillings, with the music.
"While I'm writing this, I'm in the room next to our dining room, surrounded by sheets, and there are two people from the binder folding them. I'm printing the book at my own expense, in quarto, which will be sold for six shillings, along with the music."
"You see I do not want industry; and I hope you will allow that I have not the worst economy.
"You see, I don’t want to be part of industry, and I hope you’ll agree that my approach to handling money isn’t the worst."
"Mrs. Howard has declared herself strongly, both to the King and Queen, as my advocate. The Duchess of Queensberry is allowed to have shown more spirit, more honour, and more goodness, than was thought possible in our times; I should have added, too, more understanding and good sense.
"Mrs. Howard has made it clear, both to the King and Queen, that she supports me. The Duchess of Queensberry has proven to have more spirit, honor, and goodness than we thought could exist in our era; I should also add that she has shown more understanding and common sense."
"You see my fortune (as I hope my virtue will) increases by oppression. I go to no Courts, I drink no wine; and am calumniated even by Ministers of State; and yet am in good spirits.
"You see my fortune (as I hope my virtue will) grows through hardship. I don't visit Courts, I don't drink wine; and I'm criticized even by Ministers of State; and yet I'm in good spirits."
"Most of the courtiers, though otherwise my friends, refused to contribute to my undertaking. But the City, and the people of England, take my part very warmly; and, I am told, the best of the citizens will give me proofs of it by their contributions.
"Most of the courtiers, even though they are otherwise my friends, refused to support my endeavor. However, the City and the people of England are very supportive of me; I’ve been told that the best citizens will show their support through their contributions."
"I cannot omit telling you, that Dr. Arbuthnot's attendance and care of me showed him the best of friends. Dr. Hollins, though entirely a stranger to me, was joined with him, and used me in the kindest and most handsome manner."[2]
"I have to mention that Dr. Arbuthnot's support and attention for me showed him to be a true friend. Dr. Hollins, although a complete stranger to me, partnered with him and treated me in the kindest and most generous way."[2]
In consequence of this hubbub about "Polly," Gay became a notorious character, as Arbuthnot in a letter to Swift (March 19th, 1729) remarks very humorously. "John Gay, I may say with vanity, owes his life, under God, to the unwearied endeavours and care of your humble [pg 110]servant; for a physician who had not been passionately his friend could not have saved him," he wrote. "I had, besides my personal concern for him, other motives of my care. He is now become a public person, a little Sacheverell; and I took the same pleasure in saving him, as Radcliffe did in preserving my Lord Chief Justice Holt's wife, whom he attended out of spite to her husband, who wished her dead.
Due to all the fuss over "Polly," Gay became a well-known figure, as Arbuthnot humorously mentioned in a letter to Swift (March 19th, 1729). "John Gay, I can say with pride, owes his life, thanks to God, to the tireless efforts and care of your humble [pg 110]servant; because a doctor who wasn’t a close friend couldn’t have saved him," he wrote. "In addition to my personal concern for him, I had other reasons for my care. He has now become a public figure, a little Sacheverell; and I took the same pleasure in saving him as Radcliffe did in keeping Lord Chief Justice Holt's wife alive, whom he treated out of spite for her husband, who wanted her dead."
"The inoffensive John Gay is now become one of the obstructions to the peace of Europe, the terror of Ministers, the chief author of the Craftsmen, and all the seditious pamphlets which have been published against the Government. He has got several turned out of their places; the greatest ornament of the Court [the Duchess of Queensberry] banished from it for his sake; another great lady [Mrs. Howard] in danger of being chasée likewise; about seven or eight Duchesses pushing forward, like the ancient circumcelliones in the Church, who shall suffer martyrdom upon his account at first. He is the darling of the City. If he should travel about the country he would have hecatombs of roasted oxen sacrificed to him. Since he became so conspicuous, Will Pulteney hangs his head to see himself so much outdone in the career of glory. I hope he will get a good deal of money by printing his play ['Polly']; but I really believe he would get more money by showing his person; and I can assure you, this is the very identical John Gay whom you formerly knew, and lodged in Whitehall, two years ago."[3]
"The harmless John Gay has now become a major obstacle to peace in Europe, a source of dread for Ministers, the main writer of the Craftsmen, and all the rebellious pamphlets that have been published against the Government. He has caused several people to lose their jobs; the most esteemed member of the Court [the Duchess of Queensberry] has been banished for his sake; another prominent lady [Mrs. Howard] is also in danger of being chasée; about seven or eight Duchesses are pushing forward, like the ancient circumcelliones in the Church, eager to martyr themselves for his cause first. He’s the favorite of the City. If he were to travel around the country, he would have countless roasted oxen sacrificed to him. Since he became so prominent, Will Pulteney hangs his head in shame, seeing himself so outshined in the race for glory. I hope he makes a lot of money from publishing his play ['Polly']; but I really believe he would make even more by showcasing himself. And I can assure you, this is the exact same John Gay that you knew before, the one who stayed in Whitehall two years ago."[3]
Gay was now the avowed protégé of the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, so he spent the greater part of his closing years either at their country seat, Middleton Stoney, Amesbury, in Wiltshire, or at their London house in Burlington Gardens.
Gay was now the official protégé of the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, so he spent most of his later years either at their country home, Middleton Stoney, Amesbury, in Wiltshire, or at their London residence in Burlington Gardens.
Gay, who really asked nothing better than to be a pet of the great in this world, was happy enough. In May, 1729, he went to Scotland with the Duke of Queensberry, [pg 111]and his only trouble was that the success of "Polly" made it attractive to unscrupulous booksellers. "He has about twenty lawsuits with booksellers for pirating his book,"[4] Arbuthnot wrote to Swift on May 8th. In the following month, the same correspondent, reports, "Mr. Gay is returned from Scotland, and has recovered his strength of his journey."[5]
Gay, who really wanted nothing more than to be a favorite of the powerful in this world, was quite content. In May 1729, he traveled to Scotland with the Duke of Queensberry, [pg 111]and his only issue was that the success of "Polly" made it appealing to dishonest booksellers. "He has about twenty lawsuits with booksellers for stealing his book,"[4] Arbuthnot wrote to Swift on May 8th. In the following month, the same correspondent reported, "Mr. Gay is back from Scotland and has recovered from the fatigue of his journey."[5]
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"I desire you would send word whether white currants be proper to make tarts: it is a point that we dispute upon every day, and will never be ended unless you decide it.
"I would like you to let me know if white currants are suitable for making tarts: this is a question we argue about every day, and it will never be settled unless you make a decision."
"The Duchess would be extremely glad if you could come here this day se'nnight; but if you cannot, come this day fortnight at farthest, and bring as many unlikely people as you can to keep you company. Have you lain at Marble Hill since we left Petersham? Hath the Duchess an aunt Thanet[6] alive again? She says there are but two people in the world that love and fear me—and those are, Lord Drum[lanrig][7] and Lord Charles [Douglas].[8] If they were awake, I would make them love those that I love, and say something civil to you. The Duchess hath left off taking snuff ever since you have; but she takes a little every day. I have not left it off, and yet take none; my resolution not being so strong. Though you are a water-drinker yourself, I daresay you will be sorry to hear that your [pg 112]friends have strictly adhered to that liquor; for you may be sure their heads cannot be affected with that.
"The Duchess would be really happy if you could come here a week from today; but if you can’t, at the latest, come in two weeks, and bring as many unusual people with you as you can find to keep you company. Have you stayed at Marble Hill since we left Petersham? Does the Duchess have an aunt in Thanet[6] who is alive again? She says there are only two people in the world who love and fear me—and those are Lord Drum[lanrig][7] and Lord Charles [Douglas].[8] If they were awake, I would make them love those I love and say something nice to you. The Duchess has stopped taking snuff ever since you did; but she takes a little every day. I haven’t stopped, and yet I don’t take any; my willpower isn’t as strong. Even though you’re a water-drinker yourself, I bet you’ll be sorry to hear that your [pg 112]friends have strictly stuck to that drink; because you can be sure their heads can’t handle that."
"General Dormer[9] refused to eat a wheat-ear, because they call it here a fern-knacker; but since he knew it was a wheat-ear, he is extremely concerned. You are desired to acquaint Miss Smith that the Duchess was upon the brink of leaving off painting the first week she came here, but hath since taken it up with great success. She hopes she will never think of her and my Lord Castlemaine[10] on the same day.
"General Dormer[9] refused to eat a wheat ear, because they call it a fern-knacker here; but since he knew it was a wheat ear, he is very worried. Please let Miss Smith know that the Duchess was about to stop painting during her first week here, but she has since picked it up again with great success. She hopes she will never have to think of her and my Lord Castlemaine[10] on the same day."
"The Duke hath rung the bell for supper, and says, 'How can you write such stuff?'
"The Duke has rung the bell for dinner and asks, 'How can you write this garbage?'"
As it’s fitting we should.
For the sake of our food;
So don’t take this rude.
I wish my name was 'Gertrude,'
Or "Simon & Jude."
It was an amusement of the Duchess of Queensberry and of Gay to write joint letters. They thoroughly loved fooling, and frequently indulged together in that pleasant pastime.
It was a fun activity for the Duchess of Queensberry and Gay to write letters together. They really enjoyed joking around and often took part in that enjoyable pastime.
"... What is blotted out was nonsense; so that it is not worth while to try to read it. It was well meant; the Duchess said it was very obscure, and I found out that it was not to be understood at all, nor by any alteration to be made intelligible; so out it went.
"... What was erased was nonsense; so it’s not worth trying to read it. It was well-intentioned; the Duchess said it was very unclear, and I realized it couldn’t be understood at all, nor could any changes make it clear; so out it went."
"We have this afternoon been reading Polybius. We were mightily pleased with the account of the Roman wars with the Gauls; but we did not think his account of the Achaians, and his remarks upon the historian Philarchus, so entertaining, as for aught we knew it might be judicious.
"We have been reading Polybius this afternoon. We were really pleased with the story of the Roman wars with the Gauls; however, we didn’t find his account of the Achaians or his comments on the historian Philarchus as entertaining, though it could be considered wise."
"[pg 113]I know you will be very uneasy unless I tell you what picture the Duchess hath in hand. It is a round landscape of Paul Brill, which Mr. Dormer[11] lent her, in which there are figures very neatly finished. It is larger than any she hath yet done; by the dead colouring I guess (though her Grace is not very sanguine) it will in the end turn out very well."
"[pg 113]I know you’ll be worried unless I tell you what picture the Duchess is working on. It’s a round landscape by Paul Brill, which Mr. Dormer[11] lent her. It features figures that are very finely done. It’s larger than anything she’s done before; judging by the base colors, I think (even though her Grace isn't very hopeful) it will turn out quite well in the end."
J.G.
J.G.
"I do not understand which of our correspondents this letter is fit for; for there is neither wit, folly, nor solid sense, nor even a good foundation for nonsense, which is the only thing that I am well versed in. There were all these good things in the delightful letter you sent us; but as all the different hands are not known, they are unanswerable: for the future, then, pray sign or come,—the latter is best; for whoever can write so well must speak so; but now I think we had better always write for the good of posterity."
"I don’t know which of our correspondents this letter is meant for; it has no wit, foolishness, solid sense, or even a good basis for nonsense, which is the only thing I really understand. There were many good things in the lovely letter you sent us, but since we don’t know who wrote each part, we can’t respond. So, in the future, please sign your name or come in person—the latter is better; anyone who can write so well must be able to speak just as well. But for now, I think we should always write for the benefit of future generations."
C.Q.
C.Q.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"I have been in Oxfordshire with the Duke of Queensberry for these three months, and have had very little correspondence with any of our friends.
"I've been in Oxfordshire with the Duke of Queensberry for the past three months and haven't had much contact with any of our friends."
"I have employed my time in new writing a damned play, which I wrote several years ago, called 'The Wife of Bath.' As it is approved or disapproved of by my friends, when I come to town, I shall either have it acted, or let it alone, if weak brethren do not take offence at it. The ridicule turns upon superstition, and I have avoided the very words bribery and corruption. Folly, indeed, is a word that I have ventured to make use of; but that is a term that never gave fools offence. It is a common saying, that he is wise that knows himself. What has happened of late, I think, is a proof that it is not limited to the wise....
"I've spent my time writing a play I call 'The Wife of Bath,' which I started years ago. Depending on whether my friends approve or not when I visit the city, I might have it performed or just leave it be if weaker folks take offense. The satire focuses on superstition, and I’ve steered clear of using the terms bribery and corruption. I did take the chance to use the word folly, but that word has never upset fools. There's a common saying that the truly wise person understands themselves. Recent events seem to show that wisdom isn't restricted to the wise..."
"Next week, I believe, I shall be in town; not at Whitehall, for those lodgings were judged not convenient for me, [pg 114]and were disposed of. Direct to me at the Duke of Queensberry's, in Burlington Gardens, near Piccadilly.
"Next week, I think I’ll be in town; not at Whitehall, since that place was considered inconvenient for me, [pg 114]and was let out. Please send any correspondence to the Duke of Queensberry’s place in Burlington Gardens, close to Piccadilly."
"You have often twitted me in the teeth with hankering after the Court. In that you mistook me: for I know by experience that there is no dependence that can be sure, but a dependance upon one's-self. I will take care of the little fortune I have got.[12]"
"You've often teased me about wanting to be at the Court. You got me wrong; I know from experience that the only reliable support is the kind that comes from within. I'll look after the little fortune I've managed to get.[12]"
Footnotes:
References:
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 215.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 215.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 232.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 232.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XIX, p. 232.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XIX, p. 232.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 244.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 244.
Ibid., XVII, p. 245.
Ibid., XVII, p. 245.
The great-aunt (not aunt) was Elizabeth, daughter of Richard Boyle, first Earl of Burlington, who married Nicholas Tufton, third Earl of Thanet. Elizabeth's sister, Henrietta, who married Laurence Hyde, Earl of Rochester, was a grandmother of the Duchess of Queensberry.
The great-aunt (not aunt) was Elizabeth, daughter of Richard Boyle, the first Earl of Burlington, who married Nicholas Tufton, the third Earl of Thanet. Elizabeth's sister, Henrietta, who married Laurence Hyde, the Earl of Rochester, was a grandmother of the Duchess of Queensberry.
Henry Douglas (1723-1754), known by the style of Earl of Drumlanrig, the elder son of Charles Douglas, third Duke of Queensberry. He predeceased his father.
Henry Douglas (1723-1754), known as the Earl of Drumlanrig, was the eldest son of Charles Douglas, the third Duke of Queensberry. He passed away before his father.
Lord Charles Douglas (1726-1756), the younger son of the Duke, who also survived him.
Lord Charles Douglas (1726-1756), the younger son of the Duke, who also outlived him.
James Dormer (1678-1741), Colonel, 1720; Envoy-Extraordinary to Lisbon, 1725; Lieutenant-General, 1737; a friend of Pope.
James Dormer (1678-1741), Colonel, 1720; Envoy Extraordinary to Lisbon, 1725; Lieutenant General, 1737; a friend of Pope.
Sir Richard Child, Bart., of Wanstead (d. 1749), created Viscount Castlemaine, 1718; and Earl Tylney, 1731.
Sir Richard Child, Bart., of Wanstead (d. 1749), was made Viscount Castlemaine in 1718 and became Earl Tylney in 1731.
Mr. Dormer, of Rowsham, elder brother of General Dormer.
Mr. Dormer from Rowsham, the older brother of General Dormer.
Swift: Works (ed Scott), XVII, p. 277.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 277.
CHAPTER XI
1730
CORRESPONDENCE
There are few or no details to be discovered about Gay at this time, except such deductions as can be drawn from his correspondence.
There are few or no details to uncover about Gay at this time, except for the conclusions that can be made from his correspondence.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"I am going very soon into Wiltshire with the Duke of Queensberry. Since I had that severe fit of sickness, I find my health requires it; for I cannot bear the town as I could formerly. I hope another summer's air and exercise will reinstate me. I continue to drink nothing but water, so that you cannot require any poetry from me. I have been very seldom abroad since I came to town, and not once at Court. This is no restraint upon me, for I am grown old enough to wish for retirement....
"I’m going to Wiltshire soon with the Duke of Queensberry. Ever since that bad illness, I realize my health needs this; I just can’t handle the city like I used to. I hope that another summer of fresh air and exercise will help me recover. I’ve only been drinking water, so you shouldn’t expect any poetry from me. I’ve hardly been out since I got to the city, and I haven’t gone to Court at all. This isn’t any limitation for me, as I’ve grown old enough to desire some peace and quiet..."
"I have left off all great folks but our own family; perhaps you will think all great folks little enough to leave off us, in our present situation. I do not hate the world, but I laugh at it; for none but fools can be in earnest about a trifle."[1]
"I've stopped associating with anyone important except for our family; maybe you'll think that important people are too insignificant to keep us in mind, given our current situation. I don’t dislike the world, but I find it amusing; only fools can take something trivial seriously." [1]
Earlier in the year Gay had revised his earliest play "The Wife of Bath," which had been produced unsuccessfully at Drury Lane Theatre on May 12th, 1713, and the new version was staged on January 19 of this year [pg 116]at the theatre in Lincoln's Inn Fields. "My old vamped play has got me no money, for it had no success," the author wrote to Swift in the letter of March 3rd; to which Swift replied from Dublin sixteen days later: "I had never much hopes of your vamped play, although Mr. Pope seemed to have, and although it were ever so good; but you should have done like the parsons, and changed your text—I mean, the title, and the names of the persons. After all, it was an effect of idleness, for you are in the prime of life, when invention and judgment go together."
Earlier this year, Gay revised his earliest play "The Wife of Bath," which had been poorly received at Drury Lane Theatre on May 12th, 1713, and the new version was performed on January 19 of this year [pg 116] at the theatre in Lincoln's Inn Fields. "My old patched-up play hasn’t made me any money because it was a failure," the author wrote to Swift in a letter on March 3rd. Swift replied from Dublin sixteen days later: "I never had much hope for your patched-up play, even though Mr. Pope seemed to have some, and even if it were great; but you should have done what the parsons do and changed your text—I mean, the title and the names of the characters. After all, it was a result of laziness, considering you’re in the prime of your life when creativity and judgment go hand in hand."
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"I expect, in about a fortnight, to set out for Wiltshire.... My ambition, at present, is levelled to the same point that you direct me to; for I am every day building villakins, and have given over that of castles. If I were to undertake it in my present circumstances, I should, on the most thrifty scheme, soon be straightened; and I hate to be in debt; for I cannot bear to pawn five pounds' worth of my liberty to a tailor or a butcher. I grant you this is not having the true spirit of modern nobility, but it is hard to cure the prejudice of education.
"I expect to leave for Wiltshire in about two weeks.... Right now, my goals are focused on the same things you mentioned; I’m building small houses every day and have given up on castles. If I tried to take that on with my current situation, I’d quickly find myself in a tight spot, and I really dislike being in debt; I can’t stand the idea of trading away five pounds' worth of my freedom to a tailor or a butcher. I know this isn’t exactly the mindset of modern nobility, but breaking free from old habits is tough."
"I have been extremely taken up of late in settling a steward's account. I am endeavouring to do all the justice and service I can for a friend, so I am sure you will think I am well employed."[2]
"I've been really busy lately settling a steward's account. I'm trying to do everything I can for a friend, so I know you'll agree I'm well occupied."[2]
From this letter it will be seen that Gay was endeavouring to make some return to his host and hostess for their kindness in looking after him by acting as a private secretary to the Duchess. But it may be taken for granted that his duties were merely nominal, and it may equally be taken for granted that his assistance was of little value, and only accepted nominally in order to lessen the weight [pg 117]of the obligation under which they thought—probably erroneously—he might be suffering. Why Gay should have led a life of dependence unless he liked it, it is not easy to see, for when he died about thirty months later, he left the then not inconsiderable sum of £6,000. Gay, who never did to-day what could by any possibility be postponed, neglected, of course, to make a will. As he died intestate, his fortune was divided between his surviving sisters, Katherine Bailer and Joanna Fortescue.
From this letter, it's clear that Gay was trying to repay his host and hostess for their kindness in taking care of him by serving as a private secretary to the Duchess. However, it's safe to assume that his responsibilities were mostly symbolic, and his help was likely not very valuable, accepted just to ease the burden of the obligation they thought—probably incorrectly—he might be feeling. It's hard to understand why Gay would live a life of dependence unless he genuinely wanted to, considering that when he died about thirty months later, he left a fairly substantial amount of £6,000. Gay, who never did today what he could easily put off, of course, neglected to make a will. Since he died without a will, his fortune was divided between his surviving sisters, Katherine Bailer and Joanna Fortescue.
Gay until the end kept up his correspondence with Mrs. Howard, and his letters to her are often delightful reading, especially when he had nothing in particular to say, or when he was able to poke kindly fun at his hostess and protectress.
Gay kept in touch with Mrs. Howard until the end, and his letters to her are often a pleasure to read, especially when he had nothing specific to communicate or when he could playfully tease his host and protector.
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"It is what the Duchess never would tell me—so that it is impossible for me to tell you—how she does: but I cannot take it ill, for I really believe it is what she never really and truly did to anybody in her life. As I am no physician and cannot do her any good, one would wonder how she could refuse to answer this question out of common civility; but she is a professed hater of common civility, and so I am determined never to ask her again. If you have a mind to know what she hath done since she came here, the most material things that I know of is, that she hath worked a rose, and milked a cow, and those two things I assure you are of more consequence, I verily believe, than hath been done by anybody else.
"It’s something the Duchess would never tell me—so I can’t tell you—how she does: but I don’t mind it, because I honestly believe she hasn’t really done it for anyone in her life. Since I’m not a doctor and can’t help her, you’d think she could at least answer this question out of simple politeness; but she openly despises basic politeness, so I’ve decided never to ask her again. If you want to know what she’s done since she got here, the most important things I know are that she’s made a rose and milked a cow, and I truly believe those two things are more significant than anything anyone else has done."
"Mrs. Herbert was very angry with her Grace the night before she left the town, that she could part with her friends with such an indecent cheerfulness; she wishes she had seen you at the same time, that she might have known whether she could have carried this happy indifference through, or no. She is grown a great admirer of two [pg 118]characters in Prior's poems, that of "Sauntering Jack and Idle Joan"[3]; and she thinks them persons worthy imitation: at this very instant she herself is in their way. She had a mind to write to you, but cannot prevail with herself to set about it; she is now thinking of Mrs. Herbert, but is too indolent to tell me to make her compliments to her. Just this minute she is wishing you were in this very room; but she will not give herself the trouble to say so to me: all that I know of it is, she looks all this, for she knows I am writing to you.
"Mrs. Herbert was really upset with her Grace the night before she left town, feeling it was inappropriate for her to part with her friends so cheerfully. She wishes she could have seen you then to know if she could have managed that same happy indifference. She's become a big fan of two characters in Prior's poems, 'Sauntering Jack and Idle Joan', and believes they are worth emulating; right now, she sees herself as one of them. She thought about writing to you but can't bring herself to do it. She's currently thinking about Mrs. Herbert but is too lazy to tell me to pass on her regards. At this very moment, she wishes you were in this room, but she won't take the effort to express that to me. All I know is that she expresses all of this through her looks, knowing that I'm writing to you."
"There is, indeed, a very good reason for her present indolence, for she is looking upon a book which she seems to be reading; but I believe the same page hath lain open before her ever since I began this letter. Just this moment she hath uttered these words: 'that she will take it as a very great favour if you will speak to Mrs. Herbert to speak to Lord Herbert, that he would speak to anybody who may chance to go by Mr. Nix's house, to call upon him to hasten his sending the piece of furniture, which, perhaps as soon as she receives it, may tempt her to write to somebody or other that very little expects it';—for she loves to do things by surprise. She would take it kindly if you write to her against this thing comes here; for I verily believe she will try whether or no it be convenient for writing, and perhaps she may make the trial to you; she did not bid me say this, but as she talks of you often, I think you have a fair chance.
"There’s definitely a good reason for her current laziness; she’s looking at a book that seems to be open, but I think the same page has been there since I started this letter. Just now, she said, 'I would really appreciate it if you could ask Mrs. Herbert to tell Lord Herbert to speak to anyone who happens to pass by Mr. Nix's house to urge him to hurry up and send the piece of furniture. Once I get it, it might encourage me to write to someone who’s not expecting it,'—because she loves surprising people. She would appreciate it if you wrote to her before that thing arrives; I honestly believe she’ll see if it’s convenient for writing, and she might even reach out to you; she didn't ask me to say this, but since she talks about you often, I think you have a good chance."
"As soon as you are settled at Marble Hill, I beg you will take the widow's house for me, and persuade the Duchess to come to Petersham. But, wherever you are, at present I can only wish to be with you: do what you can for me, and let me hear from you till the Duchess [pg 119]writes to you. You may write to me, and if you express any resentment against her for not writing, I will let her know it in what manner you shall please to direct me."
"As soon as you settle at Marble Hill, please take the widow's house for me and convince the Duchess to come to Petersham. But wherever you are, I can only wish I were with you right now: do what you can for me, and keep me updated until the Duchess [pg 119]writes to you. You can write to me, and if you feel any anger towards her for not writing, I’ll let her know in whatever way you want me to."
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"I have left off wine and writing; for I really think, that man must be a bold writer, who trusts to wit without it.
"I've given up wine and writing because I truly believe that a person must be a daring writer to rely on wit alone."
"I took your advice; and some time ago took to love, and made some advances to the lady you sent me to in Soho, but met no return; so I have given up all thoughts of it, and have now no pursuit or amusement.
"I followed your advice and a while back decided to pursue love. I tried to make some moves on the lady you referred me to in Soho, but got no response. So, I’ve stopped thinking about it and now have no pursuits or activities to keep me engaged."
"A state of indolence is what I do not like; it is what I would not choose. I am not thinking of a Court or preferment, for I think the lady I live with is my friend, so that I am at the height of my ambition. You have often told me there is a time of life that every one wishes for some settlement of his own. I have frequently that feeling about me, but I fancy it will hardly ever be my lot: so that I will endeavour to pass away life as agreeably as I can, in the way I am. I often wish to be with you, or you with me; and I believe you think I say true."[4]
"I really dislike being lazy; it’s not something I would choose. I’m not thinking about a fancy position or status because I see the woman I live with as my friend, which means I’ve already reached my goals. You’ve often said that there comes a time in life when everyone wants to have their own stability. I often feel that way too, but I doubt it will ever happen for me. So, I’ll try to make the most of my life as pleasantly as I can in my current situation. I frequently wish to be with you or have you with me; and I believe you understand I’m being sincere." [4]
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
"If you consider this letter splenetic, consider I have just received the news of the death of a friend, whom I esteemed almost as many years as you—poor Fenton. He died at Easthampstead, of indolence and inactivity; let it not be your fate, but use exercise. I hope the Duchess [of Queensberry] will take care of you in this respect, and either make you gallop after her, or tease you enough at home to serve instead of exercise abroad.
"If you think this letter is grumpy, just know I've just heard about the death of a friend I valued almost as long as I’ve known you—poor Fenton. He passed away in Easthampstead from laziness and inactivity; don't let that be your fate—get some exercise. I hope the Duchess [of Queensberry] will look out for you in this regard, and either have you run after her or annoy you enough at home to make up for not exercising outside."
"Mrs. Howard is so concerned about you, and so angry [pg 120]at me for not writing to you, and at Mrs. Blount for not doing the same, that I am piqued with jealousy and envy at you, and hate you as much as if you had a place at Court, which you will confess a proper cause of envy and hatred, in any poet, militant or unpensioned."
"Mrs. Howard is really worried about you and really mad [pg 120] at me for not reaching out, and at Mrs. Blount for not doing it either. Because of this, I feel jealous and resentful towards you, almost as much as if you had a position at Court, which you have to admit is a valid reason for envy and resentment, whether in a soldier, a poet, or someone who's not receiving a pension."
JOHN GAY AND THE DUCHESS OF QUEENSBERRY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
JOHN GAY AND THE DUCHESS OF QUEENSBERRY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"The Duchess says she cannot say a word more, if I would give her the world, and that her misery hath got the better of her pleasure in writing to you. She thanks you for your information, and says, that if she can bear herself, or think that anybody else can, she intends to make her visit next week. Now, it is my opinion that she need never have any scruples of this kind; but as to herself, you know she hath often an unaccountable way of thinking, and, say what you will to her, she will now and then hear you, but she will always think and act for herself. I have been waiting three or four minutes for what she hath to say, and at last she tells me she cannot speak one word more, and at the same time is so very unreasonable as to desire you would write her a long letter, as she knows you love it.
"The Duchess says she can’t say another word even if I offered her the world, and that her sadness has taken over her enjoyment of writing to you. She thanks you for your update and says that if she can manage it, or think that anyone else can, she plans to visit next week. In my opinion, she shouldn’t feel guilty about this at all; but as for her, you know she often has a strange way of thinking, and no matter what you say to her, she will occasionally listen, but she will always think and act for herself. I’ve been waiting three or four minutes for what she has to say, and finally, she tells me she can’t say another word, yet at the same time, it’s very unreasonable of her to ask you to write her a long letter since she knows you love that."
"I have several complaints to make to you of her treatment, but I shall only mention the most barbarous of them. She hath absolutely forbid her dog to be fond of me, and takes all occasions to snub her if she shows me the least civility. How do you think Lord Herbert would take such usage from you, or any lady in Christendom?
"I have a few complaints about how she treats me, but I’ll only mention the worst one. She has totally forbidden her dog to like me and seizes every opportunity to scold it if it shows me even the slightest bit of kindness. How do you think Lord Herbert would react to such treatment from you, or any lady in the world?"
"Now she says I must write you a long letter; but to be sure I cannot say what I would about her, because she is looking over me as I write. If I should tell any good of her, I know she would not like it, and I have said my worst of her already."
"Now she says I have to write you a long letter, but honestly, I can't say what I want about her because she's watching me as I write. If I were to say anything nice about her, I know she wouldn't appreciate it, and I've already shared my worst thoughts about her."
J.G.
J.G.
"[pg 121]Do not think I am lazy, and so have framed an excuse, for I am really in pain (at some moments intolerable since this was begun). I think often I could be mighty glad to see you; and though you deserve vastly, that is saying much from me (for I can bear to be alone) and upon all accounts think I am much better here than anywhere else. I think to go on and prosper mighty prettily here, and like the habitation so well (that if I could in nature otherwise be forgetful) that would put me in mind of what I owe to those who helped me on to where I wished to be sooner than I feared I could be. Pray tell Miss Meadows that I was in hopes she would have made a dutiful visit to her father. If anyone else care for my respects, they may accept of them. I will present them to Lord Herbert, whether he care or not. I hope by this time he is able to carry himself and Fop wherever he pleases. If I had the same power over you I would not write you word that I am yours, etc.; but since I can only write, believe that I am to you everything that you have ever read at the bottom of a letter, but not that I am so only by way of conclusion."
"[pg 121]Don't think I'm lazy and just making excuses, because I'm really in pain (at times, it's been unbearable since this started). I often think I would be really happy to see you; and even though you deserve a lot, that means a lot coming from me (since I can handle being alone) and I truly believe I'm better off here than anywhere else. I plan to continue thriving here, and I like this place so much (that if I could naturally forget) it would remind me of those who helped me get to where I wanted to be sooner than I thought possible. Please tell Miss Meadows that I hoped she would have made a proper visit to her father. If anyone else wants to receive my regards, they can accept them. I will give them to Lord Herbert, whether he cares or not. I hope by now he can manage himself and Fop wherever he wants to go. If I had the same influence over you, I wouldn't need to tell you that I am yours, etc.; but since I can only write, believe that I am everything you have ever seen at the end of a letter, but not just that as a way of closing."
C.Q.
C.Q.
JOHN GAY AND THE DUCHESS OF QUEENSBERRY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
JOHN GAY AND THE DUCHESS OF QUEENSBERRY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
"I cannot neglect this opportunity of writing to you and begging you to be a mediator between my lady duchess and me; we having at present a quarrel about a fishing rod; and at the same time to give her your opinion whether you think it proper for her to stay here till after Christmas, for I find that neither place nor preferment will let me leave her; and when she hath been long enough in one place, prevail with her, if you can, to go to another. I would always have her do what she will, because I am glad to be of her opinion, and because I know it is what I must always do myself."
"I can’t miss this chance to write to you and ask you to be a mediator between my lady duchess and me; we currently have a disagreement over a fishing rod. At the same time, please share your thoughts on whether you think it’s appropriate for her to stay here until after Christmas, because I find that neither my circumstances nor my position will allow me to leave her. And when she has stayed in one place long enough, please persuade her, if you can, to move to another. I always want her to do what she wants, because I’m happy to agree with her, and I know it’s what I have to do myself."
J.G.
J.G.
"[pg 122]To follow one's fancy is by much the best medicine; it has quite cured my face and left me no pain but the impossibility of being in two places at once, which is no small sorrow, since one of them would be near you. But the boys [Lord Drumlanrig and Lord Charles Douglas] are too lean to travel as yet. Compassion being the predominant fashion of the place, we are preserved alive with as much care as the partridges, which no one yet has had the heart to kill, though several barbarous attempts have been made. If I could write I would for ever, but my pen is so much your friend that it will only let me tell you that I am extremely so.
"[pg 122]Following your whims is definitely the best remedy; it has completely healed my face and left me with no pain except for the frustration of not being able to be in two places at once, which is quite a sorrow, especially since one of those places would be close to you. But the boys [Lord Drumlanrig and Lord Charles Douglas] aren’t well enough to travel just yet. Since compassion is the main trend around here, we're being taken care of as carefully as the partridges, which no one has had the heart to kill, despite several cruel attempts. If I could write freely, I would do so all the time, but my pen is such a loyal friend to you that it only allows me to say that I am extremely fond of you."
"I pray it may not be difficult for my dear Mrs. Howard to forgive, as to read this provocation. By the next I hope to write plain."
"I hope it won't be hard for my dear Mrs. Howard to forgive after reading this provocation. By the next one, I hope to write more clearly."
C.Q.
C.Q.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
"I continue, and ever shall, to wish you all good and happiness. I wish that some lucky event might set you in a state of ease and independency all at once, and that I might live to see you as happy as this silly world and fortune can make anyone. Are we never to live together more as once we did?"
"I will always wish you all the best and happiness. I hope some fortunate event brings you comfort and independence all at once, and that I can see you as happy as this crazy world and luck can make someone. Will we never live together like we used to?"
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
THE HON. MRS. HOWARD TO JOHN GAY.
"I hear you have had a house full of courtiers, and, what is more extraordinary, they were honest people; but I will take care, agreeably to your desire, that you shall not increase the number. I wish I could as easily gratify you in your other request about a certain person [the Duchess of Queensberry]'s health; but, indeed, John, that is not in my power. I have often thought it proceeds from thinking better of herself than she does of anybody else; for she has always confidence to inquire after those she [pg 123]calls friends, and enough assurance to give them advice; at the same time, she will not answer a civil question about herself, and would certainly never follow any advice that was given her: you plainly see she neither thinks well of their heart or their head. I believe I have told you as much before; but a settled opinion of anything will naturally lead one into the same manner of expressing one's thoughts."
"I hear you've had a house full of courtiers, and what's even more remarkable is that they were honest people; but I’ll make sure, as you requested, that the number doesn’t increase. I wish I could easily fulfill your other request about a certain person [the Duchess of Queensberry]'s health; however, John, that's beyond my control. I've often thought it comes from her thinking more highly of herself than she does of anyone else; she’s always confident enough to ask about those she calls friends and bold enough to give them advice. At the same time, she won’t respond to a polite question about herself and would definitely never take any advice given to her: it's clear she doesn’t really respect their feelings or intelligence. I believe I’ve mentioned this to you before; but once you have a settled opinion about something, it naturally leads you to express your thoughts in a similar way."
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"I hope you have now one advantage that you always wanted before, and the want of which made your friends as uneasy as it did yourself; I mean the removal of that solicitude about your own affairs, which perpetually filled your thoughts and disturbed your conversation. For if it be true, what Mr. Pope seriously tells me, you will have opportunity of saving every groat of the interest you receive; and so, by the time you and he grow weary of each other, you will be able to pass the rest of your wineless life in ease and plenty; with the additional triumphal comfort of never having received a penny from those tasteless, ungrateful people from which you deserved so much, and which deserve no better geniuses than those by whom they are celebrated."[5]
"I hope you now have that advantage you always wanted before, which made your friends just as uneasy as it did you; I'm talking about getting rid of that worry about your own affairs that constantly filled your mind and disrupted your conversations. Because if what Mr. Pope tells me is true, you'll have the chance to save every penny of the interest you earn; and by the time you and he are tired of each other, you'll be able to spend the rest of your wine-free life in comfort and abundance, with the added satisfaction of never having received a dime from those ungrateful, tasteless people who owe you so much and deserve no better talents than those who celebrate them." [5]
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"The Duchess is a more severe check upon my finances than ever you were; and I submit, as I did to you, to comply to my own good. I was a long time before I could prevail with her to let me allow myself a pair of shoes with two heels; for I had lost one, and the shoes were so decayed that they were not worth mending. You see by this that those who are the most generous of their own, can be the most covetous for others. I hope you will be [pg 124]so good to me as to use your interest with her (for what ever she says, you seem to have some) to indulge me with the extravagance suitable to my fortune."[6]
"The Duchess is a bigger drain on my finances than you ever were, and I concede, just like I did with you, to do what's best for me. It took me a long time to convince her to let me have a pair of shoes with two heels because I had lost one, and my shoes were in such bad shape that they weren't worth fixing. This shows that those who are most generous with their own can be the most greedy with others. I hope you'll be [pg 124]kind enough to use your influence with her (since you seem to have some, no matter what she says) to grant me the luxury that fits my status."[6]
DUCHESS OF QUEENSBERRY AND JOHN GAY TO THE HON. MRS. HOWARD.
Duchess of Queensberry and John Gay to the Hon. Mrs. Howard.
"You cannot imagine in what due time your letter came; for I had given you up, and with great pains had very near brought our friend Mr. Gay to own that nobody cared for us, and a few more thoughts which shall now be nameless. I am sincerely sorry that you have been ill, and very very glad that you are better and think of life; for I know none whom one could more wish to have life than yourself. I do not in the least approve of your changing your way of thinking of me, for I was convinced it was a good one, and when such opinions change, it is seldom for the better; if it could on my account, I declare you would be in the wrong, for to my knowledge I improve in no one thing. The best thing I can say for myself is, that I feel no alteration in the regard and inclination I have to you. I have no comprehension of what I said in my letter; but at that time my body was distempered, and very likely my mind also.... I know nothing of coming to town; I only know that when I do I shall not be sorry to see you; and this is knowing a great deal; for I shall not be glad to come, and shall only come if it be unavoidable: this is the blunt truth. I own it would look less like indifference if I had written some civil lie."
"You can’t imagine how timely your letter arrived; I had almost given up on you and had nearly convinced our friend Mr. Gay that no one cared about us, along with a few other thoughts that I won’t mention now. I’m truly sorry to hear you’ve been ill, and I’m really glad you’re feeling better and thinking about life again because there’s no one I would wish to have life more than you. I don’t at all agree with you changing how you see me; I was convinced it was a good perspective, and when opinions shift like that, it’s rarely for the better. If it’s because of me, I have to say you’d be mistaken, because I’m not improving in any way. The best thing I can say for myself is that my feelings and affection for you haven’t changed at all. I have no idea what I wrote in my letter; at that time, I was unwell, and my mind was probably not in the best state either... I don’t know anything about coming to town; all I know is that when I do, I won’t be unhappy to see you, and that’s saying a lot because I won’t be happy to come at all, and I’ll only come if absolutely necessary: that’s the honest truth. I admit it would seem less indifferent if I had written some polite untruth."
C.Q.
C.Q.
"Everything that is above written is so plain and clear that it needs no comment; the writer I know to be so strictly addicted to truth, that I believe every word of it; if it is not written in the fashionable expression, I conclude [pg 125]you will impute it to her manner. She was really concerned very much, that, after she knew you were ill, we were so long before we could get a letter from you: let her contradict this if she can. You tell her you are riding for your life; I fancy she would do it for yours, though she will not for her own. I believe that she will not like that I should say anything more about her; so that I shall leave you to your own thoughts about what she hath said herself; for I find she doth not much care to be talked to, and as little likes to be talked of: if she writes truth, I hope she will allow me the liberty to do the same.... I have sometimes a great mind to answer the above letter, but I know she will do what she will; and as little as she likes herself, she likes her own advice better than anybody's else, and that is a reason, in my opinion, that should prevail with her to take more care of herself. I just before said I would say no more upon this subject; but if I do not lay down the pen, I find I cannot help it. I have no desire to come to town at all; for if I were there I cannot see you; so that unless she turns me away I am fixed for life at Amesbury: so that, as to everything that relates to me, I refer you to her letters."
"Everything written above is so obvious and clear that it doesn't need any comments. I know the writer is so committed to the truth that I believe every word of it. If it's not phrased in the current style, I assume [pg 125] you'll attribute that to her way of speaking. She was genuinely worried that after learning you were sick, it took so long for us to get a letter from you; let her challenge that if she can. You mention you are riding for your life; I imagine she would do it for yours, even though she wouldn’t for her own. I believe she wouldn't appreciate me saying anything more about her, so I'll leave you to your own thoughts on what she has said herself. I notice she doesn’t like being talked to much, and she dislikes being talked about even more. If she's writing truthfully, I hope she'll allow me the same freedom. Sometimes I really want to respond to the letter above, but I know she will do what she wants; and as much as she dislikes herself, she prefers her own advice over anyone else's, which is, in my opinion, a good reason for her to take better care of herself. I just mentioned I wouldn’t say any more on this topic, but if I don’t put down the pen, I can't help it. I have no desire to go to town at all; because if I were there, I wouldn’t be able to see you. So unless she decides to send me away, I’m settled for life in Amesbury. Regarding anything that concerns me, I’ll direct you to her letters."
J.G.
J.G.
Footnotes:
Notes:
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 292.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 292.
'Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 295.
'Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 295.
Neither good nor bad, nor fool nor wise,
They would not learn nor could advise;
Without love, hatred, joy, or fear,
They led a kind of—as it were;
Nor wish'd nor cared, nor laugh'd nor cried:
And so they lived, and so they died.
Neither good nor bad, neither foolish nor wise,
They didn't learn and couldn't give advice;
Without love, hate, joy, or fear,
They lived a sort of—so to speak;
Neither wanting nor caring, neither laughing nor crying:
And so they lived, and then they died.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 308.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 308.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 319.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 319.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 333
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), Vol. XVII, p. 333
CHAPTER XII
1731
CORRESPONDENCE
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"Your situation is an odd one. The Duchess is your treasurer, and Mr. Pope tells me you are the Duke's. And I had gone a good way in some verses on that occasion, prescribing lessons to direct your conduct, in a negative way, not to do so and so, etc., like other treasurers; how to deal with servants, tenants, or neighbouring squires, which I take to be courtiers, parliaments, and princes in alliance, and so the parallel goes on, but grew too long to please me."[1]
"Your situation is quite unusual. The Duchess is your treasurer, and Mr. Pope tells me you belong to the Duke. I had started writing some verses to give you advice on how to conduct yourself, focusing on what not to do, unlike other treasurers; how to handle servants, tenants, or nearby landowners, which I see as being like courtiers, parliaments, and allied princes, and the comparisons continued, but it got too lengthy for my liking."[1]
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"Since I have got over the impediment to a writer, of water drinking, if I can persuade myself that I have any wit, and find I have inclination, I intend to write; though, as yet, I have another impediment: for I have not provided myself with a scheme. Ten to one but I shall have a propensity to write against vice, and who can tell how far that may offend? But an author should consult his genius, rather than his interest, if he cannot reconcile them."[2]
"Now that I’ve overcome the obstacle of drinking water, if I can convince myself that I have any talent and feel inspired, I plan to write; although right now, I have another obstacle: I haven’t come up with a plan. There’s a good chance I’ll feel drawn to write against wrongdoing, and who knows how much that might upset people? But a writer should follow their creativity instead of just focusing on their interests if they can’t align the two." [2]
[pg 127]JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
"When I was in town (after a bashful fit, for having writ something like a love-letter, and in two years making one visit), I writ to Mrs. Drelincourt, to apologise for my behaviour, and received a civil answer, but had not time to see her. They are naturally very civil: so that I am not so sanguine as to interpret this as any encouragement. I find by Mrs. Barber that she interests herself very much in her affair; and, indeed, from everybody who knows her, she answers the character you first gave me....
"When I was in town (after feeling shy about having written something like a love letter and only managing to visit once in two years), I wrote to Mrs. Drelincourt to apologize for my behavior and received a polite response, but I didn’t have time to see her. They are naturally very polite, so I’m not overly optimistic about taking this as any kind of encouragement. I learned from Mrs. Barber that she is very invested in her situation; and, honestly, from everyone who knows her, she fits the description you first gave me...."
"You used to blame me for over-solicitude about myself. I am now grown so rich, that I do not think myself worth thinking on."[3]
"You used to criticize me for caring too much about myself. I've now become so wealthy that I don't believe I'm worth considering anymore."[3]
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"You are the silliest lover in Christendom. If you like Mrs. [Drelincourt], why do you not command her to take you? If she does not, she is not worth pursuing; you do her too much honour; she has neither sense nor taste, if she dares to refuse you, though she had ten thousand pounds.
"You are the silliest lover in the whole Christian world. If you like Mrs. [Drelincourt], why don't you just tell her to accept you? If she doesn’t, she’s not worth chasing after; you’re giving her too much credit; she has no sense or taste if she has the nerve to turn you down, even if she had ten thousand pounds."
"I cannot allow you rich enough till you are worth £7,000, which will bring you £300 per annum, and this will maintain you, with the perquisite of spunging, while you are young, and when you are old will afford you a pint of port at night, two servants, and an old maid, a little garden, and pen and ink—provided you live in the country. And what are you doing towards increasing your fame and your fortune? Have you no scheme, either in verse or prose? The Duchess should keep you at hard meat, and by that means force you to write."[4]
"I can't let you be rich enough until you're worth £7,000, which will give you £300 a year. That should be enough to support you while you're young, and when you get older, it’ll allow for a pint of port at night, two servants, an old maid, a small garden, and some basic writing supplies—assuming you live in the countryside. So, what are you doing to boost your fame and your fortune? Do you have any plans, whether in poetry or prose? The Duchess should be pushing you to work hard, and that should motivate you to write."[4]
"To prevent all further quarrels and disputes, I shall let you know that I have kissed hands for the place of Mistress of the Robes. Her Majesty did me the honour to give me the choice of Lady of the Bedchamber, or that, which I find so much more agreeable to me, that I did not take one moment to consider of it. The Duchess of Dorset resigned it for me; and everything as yet promises more happiness for the latter part of my life than I have yet had a prospect of. Seven nights' quiet sleep, and seven easy days have almost worked a miracle upon me; for if I cannot say I am perfectly well, yet it is certain even my pain is more supportable than it was. I shall now often visit Marble Hill; my time is become very much my own, and I shall see it without the dread of being obliged to sell it to answer the engagement I had put myself under to avoid a greater evil. Mr. H[oward] took possession of body and goods, and was not prevailed upon till yesterday to resign the former for burial. Poor Lord Suffolk took so much care in the will he made, that the best lawyers say it must stand good. I am persuaded it will be tried to the uttermost.
"To avoid any more arguments and disagreements, I want to let you know that I've been appointed as the Mistress of the Robes. Her Majesty kindly allowed me to choose between being Lady of the Bedchamber or this role, which I find much more appealing, so I didn’t hesitate to decide. The Duchess of Dorset stepped down for me; everything so far seems to promise more happiness for the later part of my life than I have expected. After seven nights of good sleep and seven easy days, I feel like I’m almost a new person; while I can’t say I’m completely well, my pain is definitely more manageable than it was. I’ll now be visiting Marble Hill often; I have more free time, and I can enjoy it without the fear of having to sell it to settle the commitments I made to avoid a bigger problem. Mr. H[oward] took control of everything and only agreed yesterday to let the body be buried. Poor Lord Suffolk was so diligent in the will he wrote that even the best lawyers say it should hold up. I’m convinced it will be contested to the fullest."
"I have at this time a great deal of business upon my hands, but not from my Court employment. You must take as a particular favour. The Duchess of Queensberry shall hear from me soon: she has a most extraordinary way of making her peace; but she does tell truth, and I told a lie when I said I hated her; for nothing is more true than that I love her most sincerely. However, I put it into your hands to tell her what you think proper; and if she can but feel half for me that I should for her under the same circumstances, it will be punishment sufficient for what I have suffered from her neglect of me. I shall certainly see Highclere this summer, and shall expect some people to meet me there. I hope the chairs will be done, [pg 129]for I do not know whether I ought to expect to be preferred before them. If you find her inclined to think me wrong in any particular, desire her to suspend her judgment till then; and if not to please me, to satisfy her own curiosity, she may come. I have taken care of what you desired me. I have done my best; I hope, for my sake, it will succeed well, for I shall be more concerned, I dare say, if it should not than you would be."
"I have a lot on my plate right now, but it’s not related to my work at Court. You must consider this a special favor. The Duchess of Queensberry will hear from me soon; she has a really unusual way of making amends, but she does tell the truth, and I lied when I said I hated her. The truth is, I love her very much. However, I’m leaving it to you to tell her whatever you think is right, and if she can feel half the way I feel for her in the same situation, it will be enough punishment for how much I've suffered from her ignoring me. I will definitely visit Highclere this summer, and I'm expecting some people to join me there. I hope the chairs will be ready, [pg 129] because I’m not sure if I should expect to be prioritized before them. If you find her thinking I’m wrong about something, ask her to hold off on her judgment until then; and if she’s not doing it to please me, she can come just to satisfy her own curiosity. I’ve taken care of what you asked me to do. I’ve done my best; I really hope it works out well for my sake, because I’d be more upset if it doesn’t than you would be."
JOHN GAY TO THE COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK.
JOHN GAY TO THE COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK.
"Your letter was not ill-bestowed, for I found in it such an air of satisfaction that I have a pleasure every time I think of it. I fancy (though by her silence she seems to approve of your Ladyship's conduct) the Duchess will meet you at Highclere; for those that have a real friendship cannot be satisfied with real relations; they want to inquire into the minutest circumstances of life, that they may be sure things are as happy as they appear to be, and that is a curiosity that is excusable.
"Your letter was well-received, as it brought me so much satisfaction that I enjoy thinking about it every time. I suspect (even though her silence seems to signal her approval of your behavior) that the Duchess will meet you at Highclere; because those who have true friendships can't just settle for superficial relationships; they want to know the smallest details of life to ensure everything is as happy as it seems, and that curiosity is understandable."
"I do not like lawsuits; I wish you could have your right without them, for I fancy there never was one since the world began, that, besides the cost, was not attended with anxiety and vexation. But as you descended from lawyers,[5] what might be my plague, perhaps may be only your amusement. Nobody but yourself hath let us know anything about you. Judge, then, how welcome your ladyship's letter was to me. I find this change of life of yours is a subject that I cannot so well write upon; it is a thing that one cannot so well judge of in general. But as for your Ladyship's conduct in this juncture, my approbation goes for nothing, for all the world knows that I am partial.
"I don't like lawsuits; I wish you could get your rights without them, because I believe there has never been one since the world began that, besides the cost, didn't come with stress and frustration. But since you come from a family of lawyers,[5] what might be my burden could just be your entertainment. No one but you has shared anything about yourself with us. So, you can imagine how welcome your lady's letter was to me. I find it hard to write about this change in your life; it's something that's tough to judge in general. But as for your ladyship's actions in this situation, my approval means nothing, since everyone knows I'm biased."
"When you have a mind to make me happy, write to me, for of late I have had but very little chance, and only [pg 130]chance, of seeing you. If ever you thought well of me, if ever you believed I wished you well, and wished to be of service to you, think the same of me, for I am the same, and shall always be so.
"When you want to make me happy, write to me, because lately I haven't had much opportunity, and just [pg 130] chance, to see you. If you ever had a good opinion of me, if you ever believed that I cared about you and wanted to help you, think the same of me, because I am the same and always will be."
"Mr. Pope, I fear, is determined never to write to me. I hope he is well. If you see Miss Blount or Mr. Pope, I beg them to accept my compliments."
"Mr. Pope, I worry, is set on never writing to me. I hope he's doing well. If you run into Miss Blount or Mr. Pope, please send them my regards."
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"Your friend Mrs. Howard is now Countess of Suffolk. I am still so much a dupe, that I think you mistake her. Come to Amesbury, and you and I will dispute this matter, and the Duchess shall be judge. But I fancy you will object against her; for I will be so fair to you, as to own that I think she is of my side; but, in short, you shall choose any impartial referee you please. I have heard from her; Mr. Pope has seen her; I beg that you would suspend your judgment till we talk over this affair together; for, I fancy, by your letter, you have neither heard from her, nor seen her; so that you cannot at present be as good a judge as we are. I will be a dupe for you at any time; therefore I beg it of you, that you would let me be a dupe in quiet.
"Your friend Mrs. Howard is now the Countess of Suffolk. I’m still so much of a fool that I think you’re mistaken about her. Come to Amesbury, and you and I can argue this out, with the Duchess as our judge. But I have a feeling you’ll have objections against her; I’ll be fair and admit I think she’s on my side. Still, you can pick any unbiased referee you want. I’ve heard from her; Mr. Pope has met her; I urge you to hold off on your judgment until we discuss this together because I suspect, from your letter, that you haven’t heard from her or seen her, so right now, you can’t make as good a judgment as we can. I’m willing to be a fool for you anytime, so please let me be a fool in peace."
"As to my being manager for the Duke, you have been misinformed. Upon the discharge of an unjust steward, he took the administration into his own hands. I own I was called in to his assistance, when the state of affairs was in the greatest confusion. Like an ancient Roman I came, put my helping hand to set affairs right, and as soon as it was done, I am retired again as a private man."[6]
"As for being the manager for the Duke, you've got your facts wrong. After firing an unfair steward, he took control himself. I admit I was brought in to help when things were a total mess. Like an ancient Roman, I came in, lent a hand to fix things, and as soon as it was sorted out, I stepped back to live as a private citizen." [6]
THE COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK TO JOHN GAY.
THE COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK TO JOHN GAY.
"I was never more peevish in my life than I have been about this journey of Bridgeman's. I am sure I took true pains that it should have been just as the Duchess wished. [pg 131]I find upon enquiry that he did not go as soon as I expected. He told me of the first letter which he wrote to you.
"I have never been more irritated in my life than I have been about Bridgeman's trip. I really tried hard to make it exactly the way the Duchess wanted. [pg 131]I found out that he didn’t leave as soon as I thought he would. He mentioned the first letter he wrote to you."
"I wish he had told me of Mr. Bloodworth's conversation, for that would have prevented all mistakes. It is not in my power to do anything more, for Bridgeman has been absent a week from hence; but if his servants tell truth, there is no occasion, for they say he is gone to the Duke of Queensberry's.
"I wish he had filled me in on Mr. Bloodworth's conversation, which would have avoided all misunderstandings. There's nothing more I can do, as Bridgeman has been gone for a week; but if his servants are to be believed, there's no need to worry, because they say he went to the Duke of Queensberry’s."
"I shall be very uneasy till I hear how this matter has ended. A letter from you was not necessary to make me remember you, but a letter was absolutely necessary to make me think you deserved one. The Duchess did not tell me why I did not see you at Highclere, but I do believe it was a good one; because she knows bringing of you there would have pleased us both. As I never knew what liberty was, I cannot tell you how much I was delighted with this summer's expeditions. I never see Mr. Pope nor Mrs. Blount, though I never go to Marble Hill without sending to them. She has been ill, but was well last time I sent; but you know she has a peculiar pleasure in refusing her friends.
"I'll be really anxious until I find out how this situation turned out. I didn't need a letter from you to remember you, but I definitely needed one to think you deserved a reply. The Duchess didn't tell me why I didn’t see you at Highclere, but I believe it was a good reason; she knows that having you there would have made us both happy. Since I’ve never known what freedom is, I can't express how much I enjoyed this summer's outings. I never see Mr. Pope or Mrs. Blount, although I always reach out to them when I go to Marble Hill. She has been unwell, but she was fine the last time I checked; you know she has a special enjoyment in turning down her friends."
"Let me hear often from you. I am glad you think of coming to Twickenham. I hope we shall meet at Marble Hill; but do not fail of letting me know as soon as possible whether the Duchess is convinced I was in no wise in fault, and that she does me the justice in believing I can never willingly be so to me. If you do not leave off ladyship, I shall complain to the Duchess, who shall make you go supperless to bed. Exercise agrees so well with me, that I cannot advise you not to use it; but if her Grace feeds you moderately, I should think your exercise ought to be so. God bless you."
"Please keep in touch often. I'm glad you're thinking about visiting Twickenham. I hope we can meet at Marble Hill; but please let me know as soon as you can if the Duchess believes I wasn’t at fault and that she recognizes I would never intentionally cause offense. If you don't stop using ladyship, I’ll have to talk to the Duchess, and she’ll make sure you go to bed without dinner. Exercise suits me so well that I can't tell you not to do it; but if her Grace feeds you moderately, I think your exercise should be the same. God bless you."
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"If your ramble was on horse back, I am glad of it on account of your health; but I know your arts of patching up a journey between stage-coaches and friends' coaches: [pg 132]for you are as arrant a cockney as any hosier in Cheapside, and one clean shirt with two cravats, and as many handkerchiefs, make up your equipage; and as for a nightgown, it is clear from Homer that Agamemnon rose without one.
"If your ride was on horseback, I'm glad to hear it for your health; but I know the tricks you use to piece together a journey with stagecoaches and friends' rides: [pg 132] because you are as much a city dweller as any tailor in Cheapside, and one clean shirt with two neckties, and as many handkerchiefs, make up your luggage; and as for a nightgown, it’s obvious from Homer that Agamemnon got up without one."
"I have often had it in my head to put it into yours, that you ought to have some great work in scheme, that may take up seven years to finish, besides two or three under-ones, that may add another thousand pounds to your stock; and then I shall be in less pain about you.
"I've often thought that you should have some big project planned that might take you seven years to complete, along with a couple of smaller ones that could bring in another thousand pounds to your finances; then I'll worry about you a lot less."
"I know you can find dinners, but you love twelvepenny coaches too well, without considering that the interest of a whole thousand pounds brings you but half-a-crown a day."
"I know you can find dinners, but you love cheap coaches too much, not realizing that the interest on a thousand pounds only gives you half a crown a day."
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"You used to complain that Mr. Pope and I would not let you speak: you may now be even with me, and take it out in writing. If you do not send to me now and then, the post-office will think me of no consequence, for I have no correspondent but you. You may keep as far from us as you please; you cannot be forgotten by those who ever knew you, and therefore please me by sometimes showing I am not forgot by you. I have nothing to take me off from my friendship to you: I seek no new acquaintance, and court no favour; I spend no shillings in coaches or chairs to levées or great visits, and, as I do not want the assistance of some that I formerly conversed with, I will not so much as seem to seek to be a dependant.
"You used to say that Mr. Pope and I wouldn’t let you talk; now you can get back at me by writing. If you don’t check in with me now and then, the post office will think I’m irrelevant since you’re my only correspondent. You can stay as far away from us as you want; you won’t be forgotten by anyone who ever knew you, so please remind me sometimes that I’m not forgotten by you. My friendship for you hasn’t changed at all: I’m not looking for new friends or seeking any favors; I don’t spend money on rides to events or big gatherings, and since I don’t need help from those I used to talk to, I won’t even give the impression that I want to rely on anyone."
"As to my studies, I have not been entirely idle, though I cannot say that I have yet perfected anything. What I have done is something in the way of those Fables I have already published.
"As for my studies, I haven't been completely inactive, although I can't claim that I've perfected anything yet. What I've accomplished is somewhat similar to those Fables I've already published."
"All the money I get is saving, so that by habit there may be some hopes (if I grow richer) of my becoming a miser. All misers have their excuses. The motive to my parsimony is independence."[7]
"All the money I have goes into savings, so that by doing this regularly, I might one day have the chance (if I get wealthier) to become a miser. Every miser has their reasons. My reason for being frugal is my desire for independence."[7]
Footnotes:
References:
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 358
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 358
Ibid., XVII, p. 342.
Ibid., XVII, p. 342.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 370.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 370.
Ibid., XVII, p. 382.
Ibid., 17, p. 382.
Lady Suffolk's great-great-great-grandfather was Sir Henry Hobart, Chief-Justice of the Common Pleas.
Lady Suffolk's great-great-great-grandfather was Sir Henry Hobart, Chief Justice of the Common Pleas.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 385.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVII, p. 385.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 436.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), Vol. XVII, p. 436.
CHAPTER XIII
1732
DEATH
As time passed Gay became less satisfied with his condition. It may have been that his health became worse; or it may be that, like to many men who are idle and make no effort to work, he became annoyed at the ennui which is so often the result of an unoccupied life. Anyhow, in his letters there crept in a note of irritability, which has not previously been sounded.
As time went on, Gay became less happy with his situation. It might have been that his health declined, or it could be that, like many men who are idle and don’t make an effort to work, he became frustrated with the ennui that often comes from a life without occupation. Anyway, a tone of irritation began to appear in his letters that hadn’t been there before.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
"I find myself dispirited for want of having some pursuit. Indolence and idleness are the most tiresome things in the world. I begin to find a dislike to society. I think I ought to try to break myself of it, but I cannot resolve to set about it. I have left off almost all my great acquaintance, which saves me something in chair hire, though in that article the town is still very expensive. Those who were your old acquaintance are almost the only people I visit; and, indeed, upon trying all, I like them best....
"I feel really down because I don’t have anything to focus on. Laziness and doing nothing are the most exhausting things ever. I’m starting to dislike being around people. I think I should try to change that, but I can’t seem to make myself do it. I’ve cut ties with almost all my close friends, which saves me some money on cab fares, even though transportation in this town is still pretty pricey. The only people I visit anymore are the ones I used to know, and honestly, after trying everyone else, I like them the most...."
"If you would advise the Duchess to confine me four hours a-day to my own room, while I am in the country, I will write; for I cannot confine myself as I ought."[1]
"If you suggest to the Duchess that I should be restricted to my own room for four hours a day while I'm in the country, I'll write; because I can't limit myself the way I should."[1]
DEAN SWIFT TO JOHN GAY.
Dean Swift to John Gay.
"It is your pride or laziness, more than chair-hire, that makes the town expensive. No honour is lost by [pg 134]walking in the dark; and in the day, you may beckon a blackguard boy under a gate [to clean your shoes] near your visiting place (experto crede), save eleven pence, and get half a crown's-worth of health ...
"It’s your pride or laziness, more than the cost of renting a chair, that makes the town expensive. There’s no shame in [pg 134]walking in the dark; and during the day, you can get a scruffy kid under a gate [to clean your shoes] near your destination (experto crede), save eleven pence, and gain half a crown's worth of health ...
"I find by the whole cast of your letter, that you are as giddy and volatile as ever: just the reverse of Mr. Pope, who has always loved a domestic life from his youth. I was going to wish you had some little place that you could call your own, but, I profess I do not know you well enough to contrive any one system of life that would please you. You pretend to preach up riding and walking to the Duchess, yet from my knowledge of you after twenty years, you always joined a violent desire of perpetually shifting places and company, with a rooted laziness, and an utter impatience of fatigue. A coach and six horses is the utmost exercise you can bear; and this only when you can fill it with such company as is best suited to your taste, and how glad would you be if it could waft you in the air to avoid jolting; while I, who am so much later in life, can, or at least could, ride five hundred miles on a trotting horse. You mortally hate writing, only because it is the thing you chiefly ought to do, as well to keep up the vogue you have in the world, as to make you easy in your fortune: you are merciful to everything but money your best friend, whom you treat with inhumanity."[2]
"I can see from the overall vibe of your letter that you’re as carefree and unpredictable as ever: the complete opposite of Mr. Pope, who has always loved a quiet, home-centered life since he was young. I was thinking of wishing you had a little place to call your own, but honestly, I don’t know you well enough to come up with a single lifestyle that would make you happy. You pretend to promote riding and walking to the Duchess, yet from what I know of you after twenty years, you always combine a strong desire to constantly change scenery and companions with a deep-rooted laziness and total impatience with fatigue. A carriage with six horses is about the most exercise you can handle; and only if you can fill it with the kind of company that suits your taste. You’d be thrilled if it could float you through the air to avoid bumps in the road, while I, who am much later in life, could, or at least used to be able to, ride five hundred miles on a trotting horse. You absolutely detest writing, mainly because it’s the one thing you really should be doing, both to maintain your reputation in the world and to secure your wealth. You show kindness to everything except money, your best friend, whom you treat cruelly." [2]
In May was first performed at the Haymarket Theatre "Acis and Galatea," of which he wrote the "book" and Handel the music; but this was not work upon which he had been lately engaged—in fact, both words and music had been ready for ten years. Gay, however, did occasionally put in some time on literary work, and at his death left the "book" of an opera "Achilles," which was produced on February 10th, 1733, at the scene of his triumph with "The Beggar's Opera," the theatre in Lincoln's Inn Fields; "The Distrest Wife" and a farce, "[pg 135]The Rehearsal at Goatham," which last were printed, respectively, in 1743 and 1754. He was at this time composing very leisurely a second series of "Fables," which were ready for the press at the time of his death, but did not appear until 1738.
In May, "Acis and Galatea" had its first performance at the Haymarket Theatre, for which he wrote the "book" and Handel composed the music; however, this wasn't a recent project—actually, both the lyrics and music had been completed for ten years. Gay did occasionally dedicate some time to literary work, and at his death, he left behind the "book" for an opera called "Achilles," which was performed on February 10th, 1733, at the same theater where he found success with "The Beggar's Opera," located in Lincoln's Inn Fields; "The Distrest Wife," along with a farce, "[pg 135]The Rehearsal at Goatham," were published in 1743 and 1754, respectively. At that time, he was leisurely working on a second series of "Fables," which was ready for publication when he died but didn’t come out until 1738.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"You seemed not to approve of my writing more Fables. Those I am now writing have a prefatory discourse before each of them, by way of epistle, and the morals of them mostly are of the political kind; which makes them run into a greater length than those I have already published. I have already finished about fifteen or sixteen; four or five more would make a volume of the same size as the first. Though this is a kind of writing that appears very easy, I find it the most difficult of any I ever undertook. After I have invented one fable, and finished it, I despair of finding out another; but I have a moral or two more, which I wish to write upon.
"You didn't seem to approve of me writing more Fables. The ones I'm working on now each have a short introduction, like a letter, and their morals are mostly political; that's why they're longer than the ones I've already published. I've finished about fifteen or sixteen so far; just four or five more would make a volume the same size as the first. Even though this type of writing looks easy, I find it the hardest thing I've ever done. Once I come up with one fable and finish it, I struggle to come up with another. But I have a couple more morals that I want to write about."
"I have also a sort of a scheme to raise my finances by doing something for the stage: with this, and some reading, and a great deal of exercise, I propose to pass my summer.
"I also have a plan to improve my finances by doing something for the stage: with this, some reading, and a lot of exercise, I intend to spend my summer."
"As for myself, I am often troubled with the colic. I have as much inattention, and have, I think, lower spirits than usual, which I impute to my having no one pursuit in life."[3]
"As for me, I often struggle with stomach cramps. I feel more distracted and, I think, a bit down compared to usual, which I blame on not having a clear goal in life."[3]
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
John Gay to Dean Swift.
"I shall finish the work I intended, this summer,[4] but I look upon the success in every respect to be precarious. You judge very right of my present situation, that I cannot propose to succeed by favour: but I do not think, if I could flatter myself that I had any degree of merit, much could be expected from that unfashionable pretension.
"I will complete the work I planned for this summer,[4] but I see success in every way as uncertain. You are absolutely correct in assessing my current situation; I can't rely on favors to succeed. However, I don't believe that if I could convince myself I had any real merit, much would come from that outdated notion."
"[pg 136]I have almost done everything I proposed in the way of Fables; but have not set the last hand to them. Though they will not amount to half the number, I believe they will make much such another volume as the last. I find it the most difficult task I ever undertook; but have determined to go through with it; and, after this, I believe I shall never have courage enough to think any more in this way."[5]
[pg 136]I’ve almost completed everything I planned for the Fables, but I haven’t finished the final touches yet. While they won't be anywhere near the same number, I think they'll create a volume similar to the last one. This has been the hardest task I've ever taken on, but I’ve decided to see it through; after this, I don’t think I’ll ever have the courage to think this way again.[5]
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
ALEXANDER POPE TO JOHN GAY.
"Every man, and every boy, is writing verses on the royal hermitage: I hear the Queen is at a loss which to prefer; but for my own part I like none so well as Mr. Poyntz's[6] in Latin. You would oblige my Lady Suffolk if you tried your muse on this occasion. I am sure I would do as much for the Duchess of Queensberry, if she desired it. Several of your friends assure me it is expected from you. One should not bear in mind all one's life, any little indignity one receives from a Court, and therefore I am in hopes, neither her Grace of Queensberry will hinder you, nor you decline it."
"Every guy and every boy is writing poems about the royal estate: I hear the Queen can't decide which one she likes best; but honestly, I prefer Mr. Poyntz's[6] in Latin. You’d really make Lady Suffolk happy if you tried your hand at this. I'm sure I would do the same for the Duchess of Queensberry if she asked. Several of your friends told me it’s expected from you. One shouldn’t hold onto every little slight from the Court for life, so I’m hopeful that neither the Duchess of Queensberry will stop you, nor will you back out."
The "royal hermitage" was a building erected by Queen Caroline in the grounds of Richmond Palace, and decorated with busts of her favourite philosophers. This letter of Pope seems extraordinary, and it is a little difficult to guess what inspired the suggestion contained in it. "This is but shabby advice," Croker has written, "considering the general tone of Pope's private correspondence, as well as his published satires, and seems peculiarly strange in the circumstances in which Gay himself and the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, on his account, stood with the Queen. If it were not for the introduction of Lady Suffolk's name, I should have thought Pope's advice sheer irony, [pg 137]and a hint for a libel on the Court. The Duchess and Gay were offended at the proposition." It may be, however, that Pope thought it possible that such a poetical effusion as he had in mind might restore Gay to favour at Court. Gay, who received Pope's letter while he was on a visit to Orchard Wyndham, the seat of Sir William Wyndham, in Somersetshire, would do nothing in the matter, as will be seen from his reply.
The "royal hermitage" was a building built by Queen Caroline in the grounds of Richmond Palace, decorated with busts of her favorite philosophers. This letter from Pope seems out of the ordinary, and it's a bit tough to figure out what inspired the suggestion in it. "This is pretty poor advice," Croker wrote, "considering the general tone of Pope's private correspondence as well as his published satirical works, and it seems especially strange given the circumstances in which Gay himself and the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, on his behalf, stood with the Queen. If it weren't for Lady Suffolk's name being mentioned, I would have thought Pope's advice was pure irony, [pg 137] and a hint for a libel against the Court. The Duchess and Gay were offended by the suggestion." However, it's possible that Pope thought such a poetic expression as he had in mind could restore Gay's favor at Court. Gay, who received Pope's letter while visiting Orchard Wyndham, the home of Sir William Wyndham in Somersetshire, decided not to act on the matter, as will be clear from his reply.
JOHN GAY TO ALEXANDER POPE.
JOHN GAY TO ALEXANDER POPE.
"I am at last returned from my Somersetshire expedition, but since my return I cannot boast of my health as before I went, for I am frequently out of order with my colical complaint, so as to make me uneasy and dispirited, though not to any violent degree. The reception we met with, and the little excursions we made, were in every way agreeable. I think the country abounds with beautiful prospects. Sir William Wyndham is at present amusing himself with some real improvements, and a great many visionary castles. We are often entertained with sea-views, and sea fish, and were at some places in the neighbourhood, among which I was mightily pleased with Dunster Castle, near Minehead. It stands upon a great eminence, and has a prospect of that town, with an extensive view of the Bristol Channel, in which are seen two small islands, called the Steep Holms and Flat Holms, and on the other side we could plainly distinguish the divisions of fields on the Welsh coast. All this journey I performed on horseback, and I am very much disappointed that at present I feel myself so little the better for it. I have indeed followed riding and exercise for three months successively, and really think I was as well without it: so that I begin to fear the illness I have so long complained of, is inherent in my constitution, and that I have nothing for it but patience.
"I’m finally back from my trip to Somerset, but since I returned, I can’t say my health is as good as it was before I left. I often feel unwell because of my stomach issues, which make me uneasy and down, though not extremely so. The welcome we received and the little excursions we took were all very enjoyable. I think the countryside is full of beautiful views. Sir William Wyndham is currently busy with some real improvements and a lot of fanciful projects. We often enjoyed seaside views and local seafood, and I was especially pleased with Dunster Castle near Minehead. It sits on a high hill and overlooks the town, offering a wide view of the Bristol Channel, where you can see two small islands called Steep Holms and Flat Holms. On the other side, we could clearly see the field boundaries along the Welsh coast. I did the whole trip on horseback and I’m really disappointed that I don’t feel much better for it. I’ve been riding and exercising for three months straight, and honestly, I think I was just as well off without it. I’m starting to worry that the illness I’ve been complaining about is just part of my nature, and that all I can do is be patient."
"As to your advice about writing panegyric, it is what I have not frequently done. I have indeed done it sometimes [pg 138]against my judgment and inclination, and I heartily repent of it. And at present, as I have no desire of reward, and see no just reason of praise, I think I had better let it alone. There are flatterers good enough to be found, and I would not interfere in any gentleman's profession. I have seen no verses on these sublime occasions, so that I have no emulation. Let the patrons enjoy the authors, and the authors their patrons, for I know myself unworthy."
"As for your advice about writing praise, it's something I haven't done often. I have done it a few times [pg 138] against my better judgment and preferences, and I truly regret it. Right now, since I don't seek any reward and don't see a good reason to give praise, I think it's best to stay out of it. There are plenty of flattering people out there, and I don't want to step on anyone's toes in their profession. I haven't seen any poems about these great occasions, so I don't feel competitive. Let the patrons enjoy the authors, and the authors enjoy their patrons, because I know I'm not worthy."
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
JOHN GAY TO DEAN SWIFT.
"I am at last come to London before the family, to follow my own inventions. In a week or fortnight I expect the family will follow me.
"I have finally arrived in London ahead of the family to pursue my own ideas. I expect the family will join me in a week or two."
Neither the production of "Achilles," nor any other earthly project of Gay's, took place, for, within a few weeks, on December 4th, after three days' illness, he passed away in his forty-eighth year, at the Duke of Queensberry's town house in Burlington Gardens.
Neither the production of "Achilles" nor any other project by Gay happened, as he passed away after a brief illness on December 4th, at the age of forty-eight, in the Duke of Queensberry's townhouse on Burlington Gardens.
On the following day, Arbuthnot, who attended him, imparted the sad tidings to Pope: "Poor Mr. Gay died of an inflammation, and, I believe, at last a mortification of the bowels; it was the most precipitous case I ever knew, having cut him off in three days. He was attended by two physicians besides myself. I believed the distemper mortal from the beginning."[9] Pope, in his turn, immediately wrote to Swift, and his letter was found among Swift's papers, bearing the following endorsement: "On [pg 139]my dear friend Mr. Gay's death. Received December 15th, but not read till the 20th, by an impulse foreboding some misfortune."
The next day, Arbuthnot, who was taking care of him, shared the sad news with Pope: "Poor Mr. Gay died from inflammation and, I believe, eventually a blockage in the bowels; it was the quickest case I've ever seen, ending his life in just three days. He had two other doctors attending him besides me. I suspected from the start that it was a fatal illness." Pope, in turn, quickly wrote to Swift, and his letter was found among Swift's papers, with the following note: "About my dear friend Mr. Gay's death. Received December 15th, but not read until the 20th, due to a feeling foreseeing some misfortune."
ALEXANDER POPE TO DEAN SWIFT.
ALEXANDER POPE TO DEAN SWIFT.
"It is not a time to complain that you have not answered me two letters (in the last of which I was impatient under some fears). It is not now, indeed, a time to think of myself, when one of the longest and nearest ties I have ever had, is broken all on a sudden by the unexpected death of poor Mr. Gay. An inflammatory fever burned him out of this life in three days. He died last night at nine o'clock, not deprived of his senses entirely at last, and possessing them perfectly till within five hours. He asked of you a few hours before, when in acute torment by the inflammation in his bowels and breast. His effects are in the Duke of Queensberry's custody. His sisters, we suppose, will be his heirs, who are two widows; as yet it is not known whether or no he left a will ...
"It’s not the time to complain that you haven’t replied to my two letters (in the last one, I was anxious because of some fears). Right now, it’s really not the time to think about myself when one of the longest and closest connections I’ve had has suddenly been shattered by the unexpected death of poor Mr. Gay. An inflammatory fever took him from this life in just three days. He died last night at nine o’clock, not completely out of his mind in the end, and fully aware until about five hours before. A few hours earlier, while suffering intensely from the inflammation in his abdomen and chest, he asked about you. His belongings are in the custody of the Duke of Queensberry. We assume his sisters, both widows, will be his heirs; it’s still unknown whether or not he left a will..."
"I shall never see you now, I believe; one of your principal calls to England is at an end. Indeed, he was the most amiable by far, his qualities were the gentlest, but I love you as well and as firmly. Would to God the man we have lost had not been so amiable nor so good: but that's a wish for our own sakes, not for his. Surely, if innocence and integrity can deserve happiness, it must be his. Adieu! I can add nothing to what you will feel, and diminish nothing from it."[10]
"I don't think I'll ever see you again; one of your main reasons for coming to England has come to an end. Honestly, he was the kindest person, with the gentlest qualities, but I love you just as much and just as strongly. I wish to God that the man we've lost hadn't been so kind or so good: but that's a wish for our own sakes, not for his. Surely, if innocence and integrity deserve happiness, it must be his. Goodbye! I can't add anything to what you will feel, and I won't take anything away from it."[10]
Gay's body was removed from Burlington House on the morning of December 23rd, to Exeter Change, in the Strand, where it lay in state during the day. At nine o'clock in the evening, it was taken for burial to Westminster Abbey in a hearse with plumes of white and black feathers and appropriate escutcheons, attended by three coaches, each [pg 140]drawn by six horses. In the first coach was the principal mourner, Gay's nephew, the Rev. Joseph Bailer, who is responsible for the above account of the obsequies; in the second coach were the Duke of Queensberry and Arbuthnot. The pall-bearers were Lord Chesterfield, Lord Cornbury, the Hon. Mr. Berkeley, General Dormer, Mr. Gore, and Pope. The service was read by the Dean of Westminster, Dr. Wilcox, Bishop of Rochester. Gay's remains were deposited in the south cross aisle of the Abbey, over against Chaucer's tomb.[11] Later a monument was erected to his memory.
Gay's body was taken from Burlington House on the morning of December 23rd to Exeter Change in the Strand, where it lay in state throughout the day. At nine o'clock that evening, it was transported for burial to Westminster Abbey in a hearse adorned with white and black feather plumes and suitable insignia, accompanied by three coaches, each drawn by six horses. In the first coach was the main mourner, Gay's nephew, the Rev. Joseph Bailer, who provided the account of the funeral; in the second coach were the Duke of Queensberry and Arbuthnot. The pallbearers included Lord Chesterfield, Lord Cornbury, the Hon. Mr. Berkeley, General Dormer, Mr. Gore, and Pope. The service was conducted by the Dean of Westminster, Dr. Wilcox, Bishop of Rochester. Gay's remains were interred in the south cross aisle of the Abbey, opposite Chaucer's tomb. Later, a monument was built in his honor.
Here lie the ashes of Mr. John Gay, The warmest friend; The most generous man: Who upheld Independence In difficult financial times; Integrity In the midst of a corrupt era And that calmness of mind, Which only true goodness can provide, Throughout his entire life. Beloved by the Muses, He was guided by them to every elegant art; Refined in taste, And filled with his own unique charm; In various forms of poetry Better than many, Worse than none, His words continue to inspire, What his example taught, Disdain for foolishness, no matter how adorned; Aversion to vice, no matter how dignified; Respect for virtue, no matter how disgraced.
Charles and Catherine, Duke and Duchess of Queensbury, who loved this excellent man living, and regret him dead, have caused this monument to be erected to his memory. [pg 141]Pope, than whom no man loved him better, composed an epitaph for him:—
Charles and Catherine, the Duke and Duchess of Queensbury, who loved this remarkable man while he was alive and mourn him now that he’s gone, have had this monument built in his honor. [pg 141]Pope, who loved him more than anyone else, wrote an epitaph for him:—
Of Gay's posthumous works, there are several references in the correspondence of his friends. The first mention is concerning "Achilles," in a letter written from Twickenham by Pope to Caryll: "Poor Gay has gone before, and has not left an honester man behind him; he has just put a play into the house, which the Duke of Queensberry will take care of, and turn to the benefit of his relations. I have read it, and think it of his very best manner, a true original; he has left some other pieces fit for the press." Quite in keeping with his character Gay had made no arrangements for the disposal of the manuscripts he left behind him. "As to his writings, he left no will, nor spoke a word of them, or anything else, during his short and precipitate illness, in which I attended him to his last breath," Pope informed Swift, February 16th, 1733. "The Duke has acted more than the part of a brother to him, and it will be strange if the sisters do not leave his papers totally at his disposal, who will do the same that I would with them. He had managed the comedy (which our poor friend gave to the playhouse a week before his death) to the utmost advantage for his relations; and proposes to do the same with some Fables he left unfinished."[12] The play was much discussed in advance of its representation.
Of Gay's posthumous works, there are several mentions in the letters of his friends. The first reference is about "Achilles," in a letter written from Twickenham by Pope to Caryll: "Poor Gay has passed on, and he hasn’t left a more honest man behind; he just submitted a play to the theater, which the Duke of Queensberry will take care of and ensure it benefits his relatives. I’ve read it, and I think it’s one of his best works, truly original; he has left some other pieces that are ready for publication." True to his character, Gay made no plans for the handling of the manuscripts he left behind. "As for his writings, he left no will, nor did he say a word about them, or anything else, during his short and sudden illness, in which I attended him to his last breath," Pope told Swift on February 16th, 1733. "The Duke has acted more like a brother to him, and it would be strange if the sisters don’t leave his papers entirely in his hands, who will do for them what I would. He had arranged the comedy (which our poor friend gave to the theater a week before his death) to maximize the benefit for his relatives; and he plans to do the same with some unfinished Fables." [12] The play was widely discussed before its performance.
"[pg 142]Mr. Gay has left a posthumous work, which is soon to be acted," Lady Anne Irvine wrote to Lord Carlisle on January 6th, 1733. "Tis in the manner of 'The Beggar's Opera,' interspersed with songs; the subject is Achilles among the women, where he is discovered choosing a sword. The design is to ridicule Homer's Odysses; 'tis much commended, and I don't doubt, from the nature of the subject, will be much approved."[13] Gay's play was put into rehearsal in December, 1732, about a fortnight after his death,[14] and it was produced at the theatre in Lincoln's Inn Fields in February, 1723, when a contemporary account says it "met with a general applause the first night, when there was a noble and crowded audience,"[15] and Pope wrote to Swift on February 16th: "The play Mr. Gay left succeeds very well. It is another original of its kind."[16] It ran for eighteen nights. The cast was as follows:—
"[pg 142]Mr. Gay has left behind a posthumous work that will soon be performed," Lady Anne Irvine wrote to Lord Carlisle on January 6th, 1733. "It's in the style of 'The Beggar's Opera,' filled with songs; the story features Achilles among the women, where he is found choosing a sword. The aim is to mock Homer's Odyssey; it's highly praised, and I have no doubt, given the nature of the topic, it will be well received."[13] Gay's play began rehearsals in December 1732, about two weeks after his death,[14] and it debuted at the theater in Lincoln's Inn Fields in February 1723, when a contemporary account noted it "received general applause on the first night, with a distinguished and packed audience,"[15] and Pope wrote to Swift on February 16th: "The play Mr. Gay left is doing very well. It’s another original of its kind."[16] It ran for eighteen nights. The cast was as follows:—
Lycomedes ... ... ... ... ... MR. QUIN Diphilus ... ... ... ... ... MR. ASTON Achilles ... ... ... ... ... MR. SALWAY Ulysses ... ... ... ... ... MR. CHAPMAN Diomedes ... ... ... ... ... MR. LAGUERRE Ajax ... ... ... ... ... ... MR. HALL Periphas ... ... ... ... ... MR. WALKER Agyrtes ... ... ... ... ... MR. LEVERIDGE Thetis ... ... ... ... ... MR. BUCHANAN Theaspe ... ... ... ... ... MRS. CANTREL Deïdamia ... ... ... ... ... MISS NORSA Lesbia ... ... ... ... ... MISS BINKS Philoe ... ... ... ... ... MISS OATES Antemona ... ... ... ... ... MRS. EGLETON
"The Distrest Wife," another of the posthumous plays, was a poor thing, and Swift was much annoyed that it was staged. "As to our poor friend, I think the Duke of [pg 143]Queensberry has acted a very noble and generous part," Swift wrote to Pope, March 31st, 1734. "But before he did it, I wish there had been so much cunning used as to have let the sisters know that he expected they would let him dispose of Mr. Gay's writings as himself and other friends should advise. And I heartily wish his Grace had entirely stifled that comedy, if it were possible, than do an injury to our friend's reputation, only to get a hundred or two pounds to a couple of, perhaps, insignificant women. It has been printed here, and I am grieved to say it is a very poor performance. I have often chid Mr. Gay for not varying his schemes, but still adhering to those he had exhausted; and I much doubt whether the posthumous Fables will prove equal to the first. I think it is incumbent upon you to see that nothing more be published of his that will lessen his reputation for the sake of adding a few pounds to his sisters, who have already got so much by his death." "The Distrest Wife" was produced at Covent Garden Theatre on March 5th, 1734,[17] and the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry were present at the performance. "To-morrow will be acted a new play of our friend Mr. Gay's; we stay on purpose now for that," the Duchess wrote to Swift on the previous day.[18] The play was published in 1743, and a second edition was issued in 1750. It was revived at Covent Garden, in 1772, with some alteration.[19]
"The Distrest Wife," another of the posthumous plays, was not very good, and Swift was quite upset that it was performed. "As for our poor friend, I think the Duke of [pg 143]Queensberry has acted very nobly and generously," Swift wrote to Pope on March 31st, 1734. "But before he did it, I wish he had been clever enough to let the sisters know that he expected them to allow him to manage Mr. Gay's writings as he and other friends would advise. I truly wish his Grace had completely quashed that comedy, if that were possible, rather than damage our friend's reputation just to earn a hundred or two pounds for a couple of, maybe, unimportant women. It has been printed here, and I regret to say it is a very poor effort. I have often scolded Mr. Gay for not changing his approach, but instead sticking to ideas he had already worn out; and I really doubt whether the posthumous Fables will match the quality of the first. I think it's your responsibility to ensure that nothing else of his gets published that would hurt his reputation for the sake of adding a few pounds to his sisters, who have already benefited so much from his death." "The Distrest Wife" was performed at Covent Garden Theatre on March 5th, 1734,[17] and the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry were there to see it. "Tomorrow our friend Mr. Gay's new play will be performed; we're staying specifically for that," the Duchess wrote to Swift the day before.[18] The play was published in 1743, and a second edition came out in 1750. It was revived at Covent Garden in 1772, with some changes.[19]
In a humorous piece, "The Rehearsal at Goatham," published in 1754, which was written probably about 1729, Gay ventilated his grievance against Walpole and the rest, à propos of the suppression of "Polly." This was Gay's King Charles's Head, and he never forgave the Minister for this, or for not finding him a place. He made an attack on him, obvious to all, in "The Vulture, the Sparrow, and Other Birds," which was included in his [pg 144]second series of "Fables"[20] that appeared posthumously in 1738.
In a funny piece, "The Rehearsal at Goatham," published in 1754 but likely written around 1729, Gay expressed his frustration with Walpole and others regarding the banning of "Polly." This was Gay's version of King Charles's Head, and he never forgave the Minister for this or for not helping him find a job. He openly criticized him in "The Vulture, the Sparrow, and Other Birds," which was part of his [pg 144] second series of "Fables"[20] that was published after his death in 1738.
The devotion of Gay's friends survived his death, and they vied with one another in paying tribute to his memory. "As to himself, he knew the world too well to regret leaving it; and the world in general knew him too little to value him as they ought,"[21] the Duchess of Queensberry wrote to Swift on February 21st, 1733; and, later, she addressed herself to Lady Suffolk from Amesbury, on September 28th, 1734: "I often want poor Mr. Gay, and on this occasion extremely. Nothing evaporates sooner than joy untold, or even told, unless to one so entirely in your interest as he was, who bore at least an equal share in every satisfaction or dissatisfaction which attended us. I am not in the spleen, though I write thus; on the contrary, it is a sort of pleasure to think over his good qualities: his loss was really great, but it is a satisfaction to have once known so good a man." Her affection endured until the end. Although she was then a very old woman, when "Polly" was produced at the Haymarket Theatre on June 19th, 1777, nothing would content her but she must be present. Within a few weeks, on the following July 17th, she passed away.
The loyalty of Gay's friends lasted long after his death, and they competed to honor his memory. "As for him, he understood the world too well to regret leaving it; and the world in general knew him too little to appreciate him as they should,"[21] the Duchess of Queensberry wrote to Swift on February 21st, 1733; and later, she wrote to Lady Suffolk from Amesbury on September 28th, 1734: "I often miss poor Mr. Gay, especially now. Nothing fades quicker than unshared joy or even shared joy unless it's with someone so completely invested in you as he was, who shared at least an equal part in every happiness or disappointment that came our way. I'm not feeling down, even though I write this; on the contrary, it brings me some comfort to remember his good qualities: his loss was truly significant, but it's a comfort to have known such a good man." Her affection lasted until the end. Even though she was quite old at the time, when "Polly" premiered at the Haymarket Theatre on June 19th, 1777, she insisted on being there. Just weeks later, on July 17th, she passed away.
Lord Bathurst, too, deplored the loss of Gay; he of whom the poet had written in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
Lord Bathurst also regretted the loss of Gay; he whom the poet wrote about in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
"[pg 145]Poor John Gay!" he wrote to Swift on March 29th, 1733. "We shall see him no more; but he will always be remembered by those who knew him, with a tender concern." Arbuthnot, who also had had tribute paid him in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
"[pg 145]Poor John Gay!" he wrote to Swift on March 29th, 1733. "We won't see him again; but he will always be remembered by those who knew him, with a warm fondness." Arbuthnot, who also received tributes in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece":—
knew him well and loved him deeply. "We have all had another loss of our worthy and dear friend, Mr. Gay," he wrote to Swift on January 13th, 1733. "It was some alleviation of my grief to see him so universally lamented by almost everybody, even by those who knew him only by reputation. He was interred at Westminster Abbey, as if he had been a peer of the realm; and the good Duke of Queensberry, who lamented him as a brother, will set up a handsome monument upon him. These are little affronts put upon vice and injustice, and is all that remains in our power. I believe 'The Beggar's Opera,' and what he had to come upon the stage, will make the sum of the diversions of the town for some time to come."[22]
knew him well and loved him deeply. "We've all suffered another loss of our dear friend, Mr. Gay," he wrote to Swift on January 13, 1733. "It eased my grief to see him so widely mourned by almost everyone, even by those who only knew him by reputation. He was buried at Westminster Abbey, as if he were a member of the nobility; and the good Duke of Queensberry, who mourned him like a brother, plans to put up a beautiful monument for him. These are small victories against vice and injustice, and it’s all we can do. I believe 'The Beggar's Opera' and what he still had to contribute will provide entertainment for the town for some time." [22]
By virtue of their fame, towering high above the rest of the select band of Gay's dearest friends, were Pope and Swift:—
By their fame, standing out high above the other close friends of Gay, were Pope and Swift:—
Pope had written in the "Epistle to Arbuthnot"; and Gay, as has been said, had more than once entered the lists and broken a lance on his brother poet's behalf, as when he parodied Ambrose Philips in "The Shepherd's Week." His "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece," written when Pope had finished his translation of the "Iliad," was a fine panegyric, in which he had a sly dig at the rival editor:—
Pope had written in the "Epistle to Arbuthnot"; and Gay, as mentioned, had repeatedly stepped in and defended his fellow poet, like when he parodied Ambrose Philips in "The Shepherd's Week." His "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece," written after Pope completed his translation of the "Iliad," was a great tribute, where he cleverly took a jab at the competing editor:—
[pg 146]and in his "Epistle to the Right Honourable Paul Methuen, Esq.," he pilloried one of his friend's most violent critics:—
[pg 146]and in his "Letter to the Honorable Paul Methuen, Esq.," he criticized one of his friend's harshest critics:—
"You say truly," Pope wrote to Swift, on April 2nd, 1733, "that death is only terrible to us as it separates us from those we love; but I really think those have the worst of it who are left by us, if we are true friends. I have felt more (I fancy) in the loss of Mr. Gay, than I shall suffer in the thought of going away myself into a state that none of us can feel this sort of losses. I wished vehemently to have seen him in a condition of living independent, and to have lived in perfect indolence the rest of our days together, the two most idle, most innocent, undesigning poets of our age."[23]
"You’re right," Pope wrote to Swift on April 2, 1733, "that death only feels terrible because it separates us from those we love; but I truly believe that those left behind suffer the most if we are genuine friends. I think I’ve felt the loss of Mr. Gay more deeply than I will with the thought of leaving for a place where none of us can experience these kinds of losses. I wished so much to see him living independently and to spend the rest of our days together in complete leisure, as the two laziest, most innocent, and unambitious poets of our time." [23]
Through the long years Gay was present to the minds of these, his dearest friends. "Dr. Arbuthnot's daughter is like Gay, very idle, very ingenuous, and inflexibly honest,"[24] Pope wrote to Swift, May 17th, 1739; and two years earlier, on July 23rd, 1737, Swift had written to Erasmus Lewis: "I have had my share of affliction in the loss of Dr. Arbuthnot, and poor Gay, and others.[25] Such devotion, from such very different people puts it beyond question that Gay was a very lovable creature. How deeply he returned that devotion it is difficult to say—gratitude he felt, no doubt, but of love ... a man of such weak character, a man so devoted to the fleshpots, probably received more than he could give." Perhaps Swift, whose affections never blinded his intelligence, had some inkling of this when he said in the "Verses on His Own Death,"
Through the years, Gay was always on the minds of his closest friends. "Dr. Arbuthnot's daughter is like Gay, very lazy, very genuine, and completely honest,"[24] Pope wrote to Swift on May 17th, 1739. Two years earlier, on July 23rd, 1737, Swift had told Erasmus Lewis: "I have suffered my share of grief in losing Dr. Arbuthnot, and poor Gay, and others.[25] Such loyalty from such different individuals makes it clear that Gay was a truly lovable person. How deeply he felt that loyalty is hard to determine—he certainly felt gratitude, but as for love... a man with such a weak character, someone so focused on comfort, probably received more than he could give." Perhaps Swift, whose feelings never clouded his judgment, had some idea of this when he wrote in the "Verses on His Own Death,"
[pg 147]When Gay, in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece," wrote:—
[pg 147]When Gay, in "Mr. Pope's Welcome from Greece," wrote:—
the formal tribute is agreeable, but in this set of verses, while there is much that is complimentary, there is something perfunctory about the tributes he paid. He wrote of Pope and Swift and the rest as witty or humorous or generous or clever or learned or honest of mind: they wrote of the love they bore him. The two great literary giants took him under their wing, bore with his foibles, humoured him, championed him, and to the utmost of their power sought to protect their weaker brother of the pen from the rude buffetings of life.
The formal tribute is nice, but in this collection of verses, even though there's a lot of praise, there’s something a bit halfhearted about the compliments he gave. He described Pope and Swift and the others as witty, funny, generous, clever, knowledgeable, or honest: they wrote about the love they had for him. These two great literary figures took him under their wing, tolerated his flaws, humorously supported him, and did everything they could to shield their less fortunate fellow writer from life's harsh blows.
Footnotes:
References:
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 498.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 498.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 502.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVII, p. 502.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 3.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 3.
Probably a reference to the Opera, "Achilles."
Probably a reference to the opera "Achilles."
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 23.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), 18, p. 23.
S. Poyntz, Governor to the Duke of Cumberland. He married a niece of Lord Peterborough.
S. Poyntz, Governor to the Duke of Cumberland. He married the niece of Lord Peterborough.
Probably another reference to the Opera "Achilles."
Probably another reference to the opera "Achilles."
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 51.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 51.
Ibid., XVIII, p. 54.
Ibid., XVIII, p. 54.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 53.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 53.
Gay's Chair, p. 24.
Gay's Chair, p. 24.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott). XVIII, p. 84.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott). 18, p. 84.
Historical MSS. Commission Reports—Carlisle MSS.
Historical Manuscript Commission Reports—Carlisle Manuscripts.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 57.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 57.
Historical MSS. Com. Reports—Bath MSS., I, p. 95.
Historical MSS. Com. Reports—Bath MSS., I, p. 95.
Gentleman's Magazine, 1773, pp. 78, 85.
Gentleman's Magazine, 1773, pp. 78, 85.
Genest: History of the Stage, III, p. 428.
Genest: History of the Stage, III, p. 428.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 180.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 180.
Biog. Dram., II, p. 168.
Biog. Dram., II, p. 168.
The "Advertisement" to the volume was as follows: "These Fables were finished by Mr. Gay, and intended for the Press, a short time before his death, when they were left, with his other papers, to the care of his noble friend and patron, the Duke of Queensberry. His Grace has accordingly permitted them to the Press, and they are here printed from the originals in the author's handwriting. We hope they will please equally with his former Fables, though mostly on subjects of a graver and more political turn. They will certainly show him to have been (what he esteemed the best character) a man of true honest heart, and a sincere lover of his country."
The "Advertisement" to the volume was as follows: "These Fables were completed by Mr. Gay and intended for publication shortly before his death. They were left, along with his other papers, in the care of his noble friend and patron, the Duke of Queensberry. His Grace has kindly allowed them to be published, and they are now printed from the originals in the author's handwriting. We hope they will be just as enjoyable as his previous Fables, even though they mostly focus on more serious and political topics. They will certainly show him to be (what he considered the best character) a truly honest person and a sincere lover of his country."
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 82.
Swift: *Works* (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 82.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), XVIII, p. 95.
Swift: Works (ed. Scott), vol. XVIII, p. 95.
Swift: Works (ed. Hill), XVIII, p. 96.
Swift: Works (ed. Hill), vol. XVIII, p. 96.
Ibid., XIX, p. 200.
Ibid., 19, p. 200.
Ibid., XIX, p. 92.
Ibid., 19, p. 92.
APPENDIX
I
NOTES ON THE SOURCES OF THE TUNES OF "THE BEGGAR'S OPERA," BY W.H. GRATTAN FLOOD, Mus.D.
NOTES ON THE SOURCES OF THE TUNES OF "THE BEGGAR'S OPERA," BY W.H. GRATTAN FLOOD, Mus.D.
Air | VI. |
VIRGINS ARE LIKE THE FAIR FLOWER— Written by Sir Chas. Hanbury Williams. |
Air | XXIV. |
GAMESTERS AND LAWYERS— Written by Mr. Fortescue, Master of the Rolls. |
Air | XXX |
WHEN YOU CENSURE THE AGE— Written by Dean Swift. |
Airs | I and XLIV. |
THROUGH ALL THE EMPLOYMENTS OF LIFE—and THE MODES OF THE COURT— Written by Lord Chesterfield. |
All the songs, except I, VI, XXIV, XXX, and XLIV were written by Gay.
All the songs, except for I, VI, XXIV, XXX, and XLIV, were written by Gay.
SOURCES OF THE TUNES.
I. |
AN OLD WOMAN CLOTHED IN GRAY. Old English air was first published in 1665. |
II. |
THE BONNY GRAY-EY'D MORN. Written by Jeremiah Clarke in 1695. |
III. |
COLD AND RAW. Old Irish air, 1600. "The Irish Ho Hoane" cir. 1610. |
IV. |
WHY IS YOUR FAITHFUL SLAVE DISDAIN'D? Composed by Bononcini. Published in Playford's Banquet. 1688 |
V. |
OF ALL THE SIMPLE THINGS WE DO. Old Irish air, 1660. Introduced by Doggett in his Country Wake, 1696; also referred to as "The Mouse Trap," 1719. |
VI. |
WHAT SHALL I DO TO SHOW HOW MUCH I LOVE HER? Written by Henry Purcell. Bonduca in 1695. |
VII. |
OH! LONDON IS A FINE TOWN, Old English. Published by Playford in 1665. |
VIII. |
GRIM KING OF THE GHOSTS. [pg 151] Old Irish. Adapted by Henry Purcell to "Hail to the Myrtle Shades," in Theodosius, 1680. Also adapted to "Rosalind's Complaint," by Mr. Baker, in 1727. |
IX. |
O JENNY! O JENNY! Old Irish tune, 1600. Adapted to "May Fair," 1703. |
X. |
THOMAS, I CANNOT. Sung in Weaver's Perseus and Andromede, 1717. Published in Playford's Dancing Master, 1719. |
XI. |
A SOLDIER AND A SAILOR. Written by John Eccles for Congreve's Love for Love, 1696. |
XII. |
NOW PONDER WELL. The Children in the Wood. Seventeenth Century. |
XIII. |
LE PRINTEMPS RAPPELLE. Old French song. |
XIV. |
PRETTY PARROT, SAY. Old English. Published by Playford in 1719. |
XV. |
PRAY, FAIR ONE, BE KIND. Old English style, 1715. |
XVI. |
OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY. Old Irish. Atkinson's manuscript from 1694. By Farquhar in his Recruiting Officer, in 1706. Released by Durfey in 1709. |
XVII. |
GIN THOU WERT MINE AWN THING. Old Scotch. Published by Ramsay in 1726, in his "Musick for the "Songs in the Tea Table Miscellany." |
XVIII. |
O THE BROOM! Old Irish. Cited by Bishop Wadding in 1680. |
XIX. |
FILL EVERY GLASS. A French Drinking Song. "Let everyone fill their glass"; adapted by Durfey in 1710. |
XX. |
MARCH IN "RINALDO." [pg 152] Composed by Handel. Released in 1711. |
XXI. |
WOULD YOU HAVE A YOUNG VIRGIN? Old Irish. Released as "Poor Robin's Maggot" in 1652. Adapted by Durfey wrote a song in Modern Prophets in 1709. |
XXII. |
COTILLON. A French dance tune. Printed in a book from Frankfurt in the year In 1664, and by Playford as "Tony's Rant" in 1726. |
XXIII. |
ALL IN A MISTY MORNING. Old English. "The Friar and the Nun" (Friar Foxtail). Printed by __A_TAG_PLACEHOLDER_0__. Playford, 1651. Durfey's Pills, 1719. |
XXIV. |
WHEN ONCE I LAY WITH ANOTHER MAN'S WIFE. Old English. Sung in Durfey's The Wiltshire Maid. |
XXV. |
WHEN FIRST I LAID SIEGE TO MY CHLORIS. Old Irish. Adapted by Durfey in his Pills, 1720. |
XXVI. |
COURTIERS, COURTIERS, THINK IT NO HARM. Old English style, 1720. |
XXVII. |
A LOVELY LASS TO A FRIAR CAME. Old Irish. Published in 1721. |
XXVIII. |
'TWAS WHEN THE SEA WAS ROARING. Composed by Handel. Performed in Gay's What d'ye call it (1715). |
XXIX. |
THE SUN HAD LOOS'D HIS WEARY TEAMS. Old English. "The Hemp Dresser." Published by Playford in 1651. |
XXX. |
HOW HAPPY ARE WE. Composed by Dr. Pepusch, 1716. |
XXXI. |
OF A NOBLE RACE WAS SHENKIN. Introduced in Henry Purcell's Richmond Heiress, 1693. |
XXXII. |
No name, but evidently< intended for HOW SHOULD I YOUR TRUE LOVE KNOW. Ophelia's song. Published by Playford in 1713. |
XXXIII. |
LONDON LADIES. [pg 153] Old English. |
XXXIV. |
ALL IN THE DOWNS. Composed by Henry Carey, 1720. |
XXXV. |
HAVE YOU HEARD OF A FROLICKSOME DITTY. Old Irish. "Molly Roe." Published as "The Rant" in Apollo's Banquet in 1690. |
XXXVI. |
IRISH TROT. Old Irish. Published as "Hyde Park" by Playford in 1651. |
XXXVII. |
No name given, but evidently CONSTANT BILLY, published in 1726. Sir H. Bishop states that it was written by Geminiani. |
XXXVIII. |
GOOD-MORROW, GOSSIP JOAN. Old English. Published in 1705. |
XXXIX. |
IRISH HOWL. Old Irish. Published as "The Irish Howl" by Playford in the third volume of his Dancing Master, published in 1726. |
XL. |
THE LASS OF PATIE'S MILL. Old Scotch. Printed in Orpheus Caledonius. 1725. |
XLI. |
IF LOVE'S A SWEET PASSION. By Henry Purcell. Fairy Queen (1692). |
XLII. |
SOUTH-SEA BALLAD. Old English. Printed in 1720. |
XLIII. |
PACKINGTON'S POUND. Modern English. Melody in the Fitzwilliam Virginal Book. |
XLIV. |
LILLIBULLERO. Old Irish. Published in 1688. Adapted by Purcell. |
XLV. |
DOWN IN THE NORTH COUNTRY. Old English. |
XLVI. |
A SHEPHERD KEPT SHEEP. Old English. |
XLVII. |
ONE EVENING, HAVING LOST MY WAY. [pg 154] Published as "Walpole, or the Happy Clown," in 1719. Lyrics by Birkhead. The song also appears in the Overture. |
XLVIII. |
NOW, ROGER, I'LL TELL THEE BECAUSE THOU'RT MY SON. Old English. |
XLIX. |
O BESSY BELL! Old Scotch. Published by Playford in 1700. |
L. |
WOULD FATE TO ME BELINDA GIVE. Written by John Wilford. Published in 1710. |
LI. |
COME, SWEET LASS. The song was published as "Greenwich Park" by Playford in 1688. from The Compleat Academy (1685). Music created by Jeremiah Clarke, 1685. |
LII. |
THE LAST TIME I WENT O'ER THE MOOR. Old Scotch. Printed in Ramsay's Tea Table Misc. 1726. |
LIII. |
TOM TINKER'S MY TRUE LOVE. Old English. Published by Playford in 1664. |
LIV. |
I AM A POOR SHEPHERD UNDONE. Old English. Published by Playford in 1716. |
LV. |
IANTHE THE LOVELY. By John Barret, 1701. |
LVI. |
A COBLER THERE WAS. Old English. |
LVII. |
BONNY DUNDEE. Old Scotch. The tune can be found in the Skene MS., 1630. |
LVIII. |
HAPPY GROVES. Adapted from "The Pilgrim," created by J. Barret in 1701. |
LIX. |
OF ALL THE GIRLS THAT ARE SO SMART. Written by Henry Carey in 1716. Note: The tune was replaced by __A_TAG_PLACEHOLDER_0__. another in 1790. |
LX. |
BRITONS, STRIKE HOME. [pg 155] By Henry Purcell. Bonduca, 1695. |
LXI. |
CHEVY CHASE. Early Seventeenth Century English. Printed in 1710. |
LXII. |
TO OLD SIR SIMON THE KING. Modern English. Seventeenth century. Printed in 1652. |
LXIII. |
JOY TO GREAT CÆSAR. Written by Frescobaldi (1614). Adapted by Tom Durfey in 1682 or 1683. |
LXIV. |
THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN. Old English. Published as "Puddings and Pies" by Playford in 1716. |
LXV. |
DID YOU EVER HEAR OF A GALLANT SAILOR? Old Irish. "Youghal Harbour," in 1720. Also referred to as "Ned of the Hill (1700). |
LXVI. |
WHY ARE MINE EYES STILL FLOWING. Old English. 17th century. |
LXVII. |
GREEN SLEEVES. Old English. 16th century. |
LXVIII. |
ALL YOU THAT MUST TAKE A LEAP. Written by Lewis Ramondon. 1710. |
LXIX. |
LUMPS OF PUDDING. Old Irish. Published by Playford in 1701. Adapted by Durfey in 1697. |
W.H. GRATTAN FLOOD.
W.H. Grattan Flood.
June 7th, 1915.
June 7, 1915.
II
A CHRONOLOGICAL LIST OF THE CORRESPONDENCE OF JOHN GAY.
1712 | |
Binfield, November 13 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
December 24 |
Alexander Pope to John Gay |
1713 | |
London, January 13 | John Gay to Maurice Johnson, junior. |
April 23, 1713 | John Gay to Maurice Johnson, junior. |
August 23 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
October 23 |
Alexander Pope to John Gay |
1714 | |
Binfield, May 4 | Thomas Parnell and Alexander Pope to John Gay |
London, June 8 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Hanover, August 16 | John Gay to John Arbuthnot |
September 23 |
Alexander Pope to John Gay |
1715 | |
London, March 3 | Alexander Pope and John Gay to John Caryll |
London, March 18 | Alexander Pope and John Gay to Thomas Parnell |
[March] | Alexander Pope and John Gay to John Caryll |
April 7 | Alexander Pope and John Gay to William Congreve |
London [April] | John Gay and Alexander Pope to John Caryll |
July 8 |
John Gay to Alexander Pope |
1716 | |
Undated (beginning: "I was last summer in Devonshire"). |
John Gay, Jervis, John Arbuthnot and Alexander Pope to Thomas Parnell |
1717 | |
Undated (beginning: "Too late to see and confess myself mistaken") |
John Gay to Alexander Pope |
London, November 8 |
Alexander Pope to John Gay |
[pg 157]1719 | |
September 8 |
John Gay to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
1720 | |
[circa October] |
John Gay to Jacob Tonson |
1722 | |
September 11 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
[September or October] (beginning: "I think it obliging in you") | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
London, December 22 |
John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
1723 | |
Dublin, January 8 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
London, February 3 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
July 5 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
July 12 | John Gay to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
July 13 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
July 22 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
Tunbridge Wells, August | John Gay to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
August | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
August 22 |
The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
1724 | |
Undated (beginning: "Since I came to the Bath") | John Gay to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
Saturday night [autumn] |
John Gay to Alexander Pope |
1725 | |
Thursday, 10 at night |
John Gay to Alexander Pope |
1726 | |
London, September 16 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
October 15 | Jonathan Swift to Alexander Pope and John Gay |
[pg 158]Whitehall, October 22 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
November 17 |
John Gay and Alexander Pope to Jonathan Swift |
1727 | |
Whitehall, February 18 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
London, March 3 | John Gay to John Caryll |
[October] (beginning: "I hear you expect and have a mind to have, a letter from me") | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
Twickenham, October 16 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
October 22 |
John Gay and Alexander Pope to Jonathan Swift |
1728 | |
February 12 | John Gay to Edward Harley, Earl of Oxford |
Whitehall, February 15 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
February 26 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
March 20 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, March 28 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
Bath, May 16 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
June 15 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
Bath, July 6 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
August 2 | John Gay to Alexander Pope |
August | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
London, December 2 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
[December, 1728 or January 1729] (beginning: "No words can tell you the great concern") |
Alexander Pope to John Gay |
1729 | |
[January] (beginning, "I faithfully assure you") | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
Sunday night [January] | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
[January] (beginning: "I am glad to hear of the progress") | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
[1][February or March] (beginning: "My melancholy increases") |
John Gay to Alexander Pope |
From the Duke of Queensberry's in Burlington Gardens, March 18 |
John Gay to Jonathan Swift [pg 159] |
Dublin, March 19 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
August 9 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
August 27 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
Middleton Stoney, November 9 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, November 20 |
Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
1730 | |
London, March 3 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, March 19 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
March 31 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
May 7 | John Gay to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
Amesbury, July 4 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Twickenham, July 21 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
July 31 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
August 18 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
August 20 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
August 22 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
September 3 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
September 11 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
September 11 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
October 1 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
October | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
October 23 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
Amesbury, November 8 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, November 10 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
Dublin, November 19 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry |
Amesbury, December 6 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to Jonathan Swift |
December 17 |
John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to Hon. Mrs. Howard |
1731 | |
Dublin, March 13 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry |
March 20 | [pg 160]John Gay to Dean Swift |
April 21 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensbury to Jonathan Swift |
Amesbury, April 27 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, June 29 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duchess of Queensbury |
June 29 | The Countess of Suffolk to John Gay |
July 8 | John Gay to the Countess of Suffolk |
July 18 | The Duchess of Queensbury and John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
"The Country," August 28 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duchess of Queensbury |
September 5 | The Countess of Suffolk to John Gay |
[November] | John Gay and the Duke of Queensbury to Jonathan Swift |
December 1 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duke and Duchess of Queensbury |
December 1 | John Gay and Alexander Pope to Jonathan Swift |
December 16 |
William Cleland to John Gay |
1732 | |
London, January 18 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
March 13 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, May 4 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay |
London, May 16 | John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, July 10 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry |
Amesbury, July 24 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensberry to Jonathan Swift |
Dublin, August 12 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duchess of Queensbury |
Amesbury, August 28 | John Gay and the Duchess of Queensbury to Jonathan Swift |
October 2 | Alexander Pope to John Gay |
Dublin, October 3 | Jonathan Swift to John Gay and the Duchess of Queensbury |
October 7 | John Gay to Alexander Pope |
November 16 |
John Gay to Jonathan Swift |
UNDATED. | |
November 3 (beginning: "I have not been well ")—B.M., Add. MSS., 22626 f. 63 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay |
December 7 (beginning: "I write this to quiet your conscience ")—B.M., Add. MSS., 22626 f. 64 | The Hon. Mrs. Howard to John Gay[pg 161] |
(Beginning: "Most honoured Roger ")—B.M., Add. MSS., 22626 f. 59 | John Gay to the Hon. Mrs. Howard |
(Beginning: "You oblige me extremely in giving me")—B.M., Add. MSS., 22626 f. 61 | The Countess of Suffolk to John Gay |
(Beginning: "Pray tell Mr. Pope ")—B.M., Add. MSS.. 22626 f. 62 | The Countess of Suffolk to John Gay |
The authenticity of this letter is doubtful.
The authenticity of this letter is questionable.
III
PROGRAMME OF THE REVIVAL OF "THE BEGGAR'S OPERA," LYRIC THEATRE, HAMMERSMITH, JUNE 7TH, 1920.
THE BEGGAR'S OPERA
By MR. GAY
New Settings of the Airs and Additional Music by Frederic Austin.
CAST
PEACHUM.........................FREDERIC AUSTIN LOCKIT..........................ARTHUR WYNN MACHEATH........................FREDERICK RANALOW FILCH...........................ALFRED HEATHER THE BEGGAR......................ARNOLD PILBEAM MRS. PEACHUM....................ELSIE FRENCH POLLY PEACHUM...................SYLVIA NELIS LUCY LOCKIT.....................VIOLET MARQUESITA DIANA TRAPES....................BERYL FREEMAN JENNY DIVER.....................NONNY LOCK
Drawer: DAVID HODDER Turnkey: JACK GIRLING
Members of Macheath's Gang:
ALAN TROTTER, MALCOLM RIGNOLD, JOHN CLIFFORD, EDWARD BARRS, CHARLES STAITE
Women of the Town:
VERA HURST, ELLA MILNE, WINIFRED CHRISTIE, MILDRED WATSON, SYDNEY LEON, EDITH BARTLETT
PERIOD 1728
ACT I. PEACHUM'S HOUSE ACT II. Sc. i. A TAVERN. Near Newgate
Sc. ii. NEWGATE
ACT III. Sc. i. A STREET
Sc. ii. NEWGATE
Sc. iii. THE CONDEMN'D HOLD
Scenes and Costumes designed by C. Lovat Fraser. Produced by NIGEL PLAYFAIR

INDEX
-
"Absence," 5;
- quoted, 6
- "Achilles," 134, 135, 141, 142
- "Acis and Galatea," 134
- Addison, Joseph, 11, 12, 13-14, 16, 23, 37, 44
- Alais, J.D'., 28
- Anne, Queen, 24, 33
- "Araminta," 20
- Arbuthnot, Dr., 22, 23, 24, 29, 34, 41, 42, 44, 51, 58, 66, 94, 95,105, 109, 146;
- Argyll, Duke of, 80
- Aston (actor), 142
- Atterbury, Francis, Bishop of Rochester, 12, 23
- Baller, Anthony (brother-in-law of the poet), 2
- Barber, Mrs., 127
- Bathurst, Lord, 50, 54, 58, 72, 92, 145;
- Bellenden, Madge, 47
- Berkeley, Hon. George, 140
- Bicknell, Mrs., 37, 42
- Binks, Mrs., 142
- Bloodworth, Mr., 131
-
Blount, Martha, 47, 72, 94, 130, 131
- Teresa, 47
-
Bolingbroke, Viscount, 12, 24, 25, 35, 68, 90, 92
- Viscountess, 92
- Bolton, Duchess of, see Fenton, Lavinia
- Bradshaw, Mrs., 55
- Bridgeman, 131
- British Apollo, 9
- Bromley, Mr. Secretary, 29
- Buchanan (actor), 142
- Buckingham, Lord, 15
- Budgell, Eustace, 18
- Bullock, H., 80
- Burlington, Earl of, 39, 50, 54, 57
- Burnett, Thomas, 38
- Burton, Lord, 28
- Cantrel, Mrs., 142
- "Captives, The," 65
- Caroline, Queen, 30, 34, 36, 67, 70, 103, 136
- Caryll, John, 22
- Castlemaine, Viscount, 112
- Chandos, Lord, 50
- Chapman (actor), 142
- Chesterfield, Earl of, 140
-
Cibber, Colley, 45, 79, 102;
- his "Apology," quoted, 90
- Clarendon, Earl of, 28, 29, 30, 33
- Clark (actor), 80
- Cobham, Lord, 87
- Colman, George, 84, 101
- "Comparisons," 5
- "Complete Key to 'Three Hours After Marriage'," 44
- "Congratulation to a Newly-married Couple," 5
- Congreve, William, 15, 23, 58, 68, 79, 92, 94
- "Contemplation on Night," 20
- Cornbury, Lord, 140
- "Court Poems," 40
- Courthope, Professor, his "Life of Pope," quoted, 44, 45
- Craggs, James, the younger, 52
- Cromwell, Henry, 14, 16, 17, 36
- Cumberland, Prince William Augustus, Duke of, 67, 70
-
Delany, Dr., 93
Delany, Dr., __A_TAG_PLACEHOLDER_0__
- "Devonshire Hill, A," 5
- "Distrest Wife, The," 134, 142, 143
- Dobson, Austin, his article on Gay in "Dictionary of National Biography," quoted, 7, 28, 42
- Dormer, General James, 112, 140
- Douglas, Lord Charles, 111, 122
-
Drelincourt, Mrs., 127[pg 164]
- "Dress," 20
- Drumlanrig, Earl of, 111, 122
-
Egleton, Mrs., 80, 142
-
"Epigrammatical Petition," 9;
- quoted, 29
- "Epistle to the Right Honourable Paul Methuen, Esquire," quoted,146
- "Epistle to the Right Honourable the Earl of Burlington," quoted, 39
- "Epistle to the Right Honourable William Pulteney, Esquire," 46
- Essex, Earl of, 66
- Examiner, The, 11, 12
- "FABLE," 5
- "Fables" (first series), 69-70
- "Fables" (second, series), 135, 144
- "Fan, The," 20, 21
- Fenton,—, 52, 119
- Fenton, Lavinia, Duchess of Bolton, 80, 91
- Fielding, Sir John, 84
- Fitzwilliam, Countess of, 67
- Fitzwilliam, Earl of, 67
- Flood, W.H. Grattan, Mus. D. See Grattan Flood, W.H.
- Flying Post, The, 12
- Ford, Charles, 22, 29
- Fortescue, John (brother-in-law of the poet), 2
- Fortescue, Mrs. John, i.e., Gay, Joanna (q.v.)
- Fortescue, William, 2, 3, 22, 66
- Freind, Dr. John, 11, 12
- Garrick, David, 84
- Garth, Dr., 16
-
Gay, Anthony, 1
- Gilbert le, 1
- Rev. James (uncle of the poet), 2
- Joanna (sister of the poet), 2, 117
- Jonathan (brother of the poet), 2, 7
- Johans, 1
- John (grandfather of the poet), 1
- John (uncle of the poet), 2
- John (the poet), ancestors, 1;
- parentage and family, 1-2;
- birth, 2;
- death of parents, 2;
- lives with his uncle, Thomas Gay, 2;
- attends Free School at Barr staple, 2-3;
- apprenticed to a London silk-mercer, 3;
- in ill-health, 4;
- returns to Barnstaple, 4;
- early writings, 4-5;
- youthful love affair, 5-6;
- in improved health, 7;
- returns to London, 7;
- life in the Metropolis, 7-8;
- love of food, drink, and dress, 8-9;
- "Wine," 9-10;
- "The Present State of Wit," 11-14;
- makes acquaintance with Henry Cromwell and Pope, 14;
- "On a Miscellany of Poems to Bernard Lintott," 14-16;
- becomes intimate with Pope, 17;
- domestic secretary to the Duchess of Monmouth, 18-19;
- "Rural Sports," 20;
- some minor verses, 20;
- "The Fan," 20-21;
- "The Wife of Bath," 21, 113, 115-116;
- his charm, 21-22;
- Pope as his protector and adviser, 22;
- "Memoirs of Scriblerus," 23;
- "The Shepherd's Week," 24-28;
- appointed Secretary to Lord Clarendon's Mission to Hanover, 1714, 29;
- letters from Hanover, 29;
- returns to England on death of Queen Anne, 33;
- "A Letter to a Lady," 34-35;
- "The What D'ye Call It," 35, 36-39;
- recognised as a man of letters, 39;
- visit to Exeter with the Earl of Burlington, 39;
- "Trivia," 39-40;
- "Court Poems," 40;
- "The Toilet," 41;
- second visit to Devonshire, 41;
- "Three Hours After Marriage," 41-45;
- visits the Continent with Pulteney, 45-46;
- intimate with the Maids of Honour, 46;
- and with the Hon. Mrs. Howard, 46-47;
- again abroad with Pulteney, 48;
- his literary reputation in 1720, 50;
- "Poems on Several Occasions," 50;
- given a present of South Sea stock, and invests his fortune in it, 52;
- loses his money when the "Bubble" bursts, 53;
- financial embarrassment, 53;
- the desire of his friends to aid him, 54;
- the disappointment affects his health, 55;
- recuperates at Bath, 55;
-
appointed a Commissioner of the State Lottery and given an apartment in Whitehall, 57;
- at Tunbridge Wells, 58;[pg 165]
- correspondence with the Hon. Mrs. Howard, 59-64;
- "The Captives," 65;
- dedication to the Princess of Wales, 65;
- again at Bath, 66, 67;
- first meeting with Swift, 68;
- becomes more intimate with the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, 69;
- "The Fables" (first series), 69;
- dedication to Prince William Augustus, 69;
- his expectation of a post at Court, 70;
- offered appointment of Gentleman Usher to the Princess Louisa, 70;
- his indignation, 70;
- refuses the post, 70;
- the opinions of Pope and Swift on the offer, 71-74;
- lampooned, 75-77;
- "The Beggar's Opera," 78-91, 93;
- at Bath, 92-94;
- "Polly," 95-101, 108;
- loses his Commissionship and his apartments in Whitehall, 101;
- an end of hope of Court preferment, 102;
- seriously ill, 105;
- lives with the Duke and Duchess of Queensberry, 110;
- in failing health, 133;
- "Acis and Galatea," 134;
- "Achilles," 134, 141, 142;
- "The Distrest Wife," 134, 142, 143;
- "The Rehearsal at Goatham," 135, 143;
- "Fables" (second series), 135, 144;
- death, 138;
- buried in Westminster Abbey, 139;
- his monument, 140;
- his epitaph written by Pope, 141;
- posthumous works, 141-144;
- his friends' devotion, 145-147;
- letters quoted:
- Chronological List of the Correspondence of John Gay, 156.
- References to his writings will be found under the respective titles.
- Katherine (sister of the poet), 1, 117
- Richard, 1
- Richard (uncle of the poet), 2
- Thomas (uncle of the poet), 2
- William (father of the poet), 1
- Mrs. William, i.e., Hanmer, Miss (q.v.)
-
Gaye, John, 1
- Richard, 1
-
George I., 30, 33, 70
- Gore, Mr., 140
- Grafton, Duke of, 95, 97-99, 101
-
Grattan Flood, W.H., Mus. D.:
- "Notes on the Sources of the Tunes of 'The Beggar's Opera'" 150
- Griffin (actor), 38
- Gumley, Anne Maria, 46
- Hall (actor), 80, 142
- Hamilton, Duchess of, 46, 47
- Hanmer, Miss (mother of the poet), 1, 2
- Harcourt, Lord, 48
- "Hare and Many Friends, The," quoted, 70
- Harley, Thomas, 28
- Hawkins, Sir John, 85
- Henley, Anthony, 12
-
Herbert, Lord, 118, 120
- Miss, 118
- Herring, Dr. (Archbishop of Canterbury), 84
-
Hervey, Lady, 101
- Miss, 47
- "High German Doctor, The," 38
- Hill, Aaron, 3, 9;
- Hippisley (actor), 80
- Hollins, Dr., 109
- Horneck, Philip, 38
- Howard, The Hon. Mrs., see Suffolk, Countess of
- Howe, Miss, 48
- Irvine, Lady Anne, letter to Lord Carlisle, quoted, 142
- Jennings, Mary, 59
-
Johnson (actor), 42
- [pg 166]
- Kent, William, 50
- King, Dr. William, 11, 12
- "Ladies' Petition to the Honourable the House of Commons," 5
- Laguerre (actor), 142
- Lepell, Miss, 46, 47, 49
- "Letter from a Lady in the City to a Lady in the Country, A," 43
- "Letter to a Lady, A" 34;
-
"Letter to a Young Lady," 5;
- quoted, 6
- "Letter to John Gay, concerning his late Farce, entitled a Comedy," 44
- Leveridge (actor), 142
- Lewis, Erasmus, 14, 22, 29, 51, 58
- Lincoln, Earl of, 57
- Lintott, Bernard, 14, 39, 43, 50, 53, 54
- Louisa, Princess, 70
- Luck, Rev. Robert, 3
- Mainwaring, Arthur, 12
- Marlborough, Henrietta, Duchess of, 88, 92, 94, 95, 108
- Martin, Mrs., 80
- Meadows, Miss, 121
- Medley, The, 12
- "Memoirs of Scriblerus," 23, 29
- Methuen, Sir Paul, 51
- Monmouth, Duchess of, 18-19, 29
- Montagu, Lady Mary Wortley, 40, 47
- Monthly Amusement, 12
- Motte, Benjamin, 87, 90
- Murray, Miss, 47
- Norsa, Miss, 142
- Nash, Ricard ("Beau"), 94
- Oates, Miss, 142
- Observer, The, 12
- "Ode for the New Year, Written by Colley Cibber, Esq.," quoted, 102, 103
- Oldmixon, John, 12
- "On a Miscellany of Poems to Bernard Lintott," quoted, 10, 14, 15-16
- Otway, Thomas, 37
- Oxford, Earl of, 29, 33, 72
- Ozell, John, 12
-
"Panegyrical Epistle to Mr. Thomas Snow, Goldsmith,"
- quoted, 53
- "Panthea," 20
- Parnell, Thomas, 22, 29
- Paull, H.M., his essay on Gay, quoted, 95-96
- Pelham, Mrs., 66
- Pendarves, Mrs., letter to Mrs. Anne Granville, quoted, 101
- Penkethman (actor), 37
- Peterborough, Earl of, 63, 64, 94
-
Philips, Ambrose, 25, 26, 27, 28, 67
- John, 10
- Playfair, Nigel, 91 note
- "Poems on Several Occasions," 50
- "Polly," 95-101, 108
- Pope, Alexander, 14, 16, 17, 19, 20, 23, 27, 29, 34, 38, 39, 40, 41, 43, 44, 45, 51, 54, 58, 66, 68, 79, 80, 90, 107, 123, 130, 131, 132, 134, 140, 145, 146;
- "Pope's Welcome from Greece, Mr." quoted, 8, 47-48, 52, 145, 146, 147
- Poyntz, S., 136
- Pratt, Dr. Benjamin, 29
- "Prediction," 5
-
"Present State of Wit, The," 11;
- Prior, Matthew, 12, 15
-
Pulteney, William, 45, 46, 54, 90, 92, 108, 110
- Mrs. William, see Gumley, Anne Maria
- Queensberry, Duke of, 69, 101, 115, 140, 141, 143
- Quin, James, 79, 80, 142
- [pg 167]
- Raynor, William, 3
- Redpath, George, 12
- "Rehearsal at Goatham, The," 135, 143
- "Reproof and Flattery," 20
- Rich, John, 79, 90, 95, 96
- Rivers, Lord, 28
- Roberts, J., 40
- Rolt, Mrs., 66
- Rooke, George, 41
- "Rural Sports" 20;
- Salway (actor), 142
- Savage, Richard, 18
- Scarborough, Lord, 67
- Scott, Jane, 5, 6
-
Scudamore, Miss, 48
- Senesimo, 58
- "Shepherd's Week, The," 24, 28, 35, 50;
- Shrewsbury, Duke of, 33
- Skerrett, Molly, 80
- Smith, Miss, 112
- Snow, Thomas, 53
- Somerville, Lord, 66
- Sophia, Electress, 30
- Spectator, The, 11
- Spence, Joseph, his "Anecdotes of Pope" quoted 43, 44
-
Stanhope, Lord 46
- William, 100
- Steele, Sir Richard, 11, 12, 13-14, 21
-
Swift, Jonathan, 12, 23, 33, 35, 51, 68,
73, 74, 78, 81, 84, 106, 138;
- his "Libel on the Rev. Mr. Delany and His Excellency Lord Cartaret," quoted, 73;
- his "Epistle to Mr. Gay," quoted, 73;
- Verses on his own Death quoted, 147;
- letters quoted: to Gay, 56, 68, 88, 89, 116, 123, 126, 127, 131, 133;
- to Erasmus Lewis, 146;
- to Pope, 41, 67, 68, 69, 73, 78, 86, 93, 107, 143;
- to the Countess of Suffolk, 68;
- to Tickell, 68
- Suffolk, Henrietta Howard, Countess of, 30, 46, 47, 54, 67, 68, 74, 90, 109, 110, 119, 130;
- Tatler, The, 11, 12
- Thanet, Countess of, 111
- "Thought on Eternity, A," 20
- "Three Hours After Marriage," 41-42, 43, 44, 50
- Tickell, John, 26
- "To a Young Lady with some Lamphreys," 8
-
"To Miss Jane Scott," 5;
- quoted, 5
- "To My Chair," 5
- "Toilet, The," 41
- Tonson, Jacob, 15, 20, 50, 53, 69
- "Trivia," 39, 50
- Tutchin, John, 12
- Underhill, John, quoted, 5, 25
- "Vulture, the Sparrow, and other Birds, The," quoted, 103-104
- Walker (actor), 80, 142
- Walpole, Sir Robert, 80, 99
- Warwick, Earl of, 44, 46
- Watts, J., 69
- Weekly Review, 12
- "What D'ye Call It," 35, 36-39, 43, 50
- Whig Examiner, The, 12
- "Wife of Bath, The," 21, 50, 113, 115-116
- Wilcox, Dr., Bishop of Rochester, 140
- William Augustus, Prince. See Cumberland, Duke of
- "Wine," quoted, 10-11
- Woodward, Dr., 41, 42
- Wyndham, Sir William, 137
- Younger, Miss, 38
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