A web-based edition of early seventeenth-century political poetry from manuscript sources. It brings into the public domain over 350 poems, many of which have never before been published.
Notes. Unlike most of the “Buckingham-in-hell” libels, this striking and lengthy (though possibly incomplete) poem depicts the Duke in a horrifyingly realistic—rather than a comic or classicized—hell. Although the poet lays bare many of the favourite’s sins, he does not dwell on specifics and arguably generates a certain amount of sympathy for the tormented sinner.
“The Duke of Buck: his Gohst”
Ye gastly Spiritts that haunt the gloomy night
With fearefull howlings all approach my sight
Lett your sad shreeks like Mandrakes fatal groanes1
m’assistants bee t’expresse the depth of moanes
and with Infernall Tapers2 round this place
5that each eye may behould my dismall face
and there those bloody caracters unfould
engraven in envy and ambitious mould
O let each Accent with compassion pearce
the Brazen3 Bulwark of this Universe
10That whilst my glowing tongue shall scorch your ears
your hearts may thawe into a dewe of Teares.
From pitchy darknes and eternall woes
Greifes Laborinth, where gnashing sorrowes flowes
From fyery draggons, and from croaking Toades
15With dyrefull yellings, ecchoing dolefull Oades
From loathsome stench of feinds, from flashing flakes
from fearfull shadowes and from poysoned lakes
From darkest dungeon of hells deepe Abisse,
where joy’s unknowne, but all confusion is,
20Loe my poore soule (exil’d to broyling flames
and doom’d to crall4 in everlasting streames
of woe and bitternes) from lowest grave
(through that seald priviledge wee damned have
to walke in death; till those immortall steynes
25hatch’t in the bosome of our youthfull veynes
be purg’d from of the earth) with horror sounds
(then those prodigious Ecchoes which rebounds
from the fell Nightbirds5 tunelesse beake) salutes
the Machine of this world; which prostitutes
30her knees, to things degenerate from kinde
things mortall seeing, but immortall blinde.
I Caytiffe6 now, not long since wing’d with fame
made glorious by that stile of Buckinghame
the Eye of Kings; chief Steeresman to a state
35Imperious; in honour fortunate
A sceptre Scociate,7 a Soveraign deere
the Loadstarr8 of Great Brittaines hemisphere
Fixt in a Royal cave, for none to see
but the transparent Eye of Majestye
40Like uncarv’d pumice in a file of pearle
A Prince, a duke, a Marquesse & an Earle
A Count, a Viscount, Lord & Knight9 and all
of vyolent birth; but of more vyolent fall
Who kick’t at heavens bright browe with scornefull heele
45making Olimpus10 stoope, and Atlas11 kneele
As if in Phoebus12 chaire he meant to Raigne
and court bright Cinthia13 in great Charles wayne14
and with the gods from Pole to Pole rechase
Heaven’s starry Nimphs,15 along the Milky rase16
50Much like that Piramyde by Gyant built,
Whose furious pride att heaven did run a tilt
Striving to scale Joves Towers,17 make gods to yeild
and pitch the collours in Elizeums feilds18
Even soe my thoughts, back’t on, with strong desire
55Like Lebanons tall cedars19 still aspires
For as the Nurse the little babe doth shew
first how to stand, then by degrees to goe
Soe nature taught mee, ere I gan to rise
being prompt by subtile art, to Nimrodize20
60Till that my wings reaching supernal21 Thrones
singeing thei’re plumes against the burning zoanes
Downe tumbled Pelion, uppon Ossa steepe22
and both on Icarius in Icarian deepe23
Thus when I deem’d my acts by fortunes cherish’t
65my Anchor broke, and all my fortunes perish’t
Oft by aspiring wee assume to gett
but thereby prove unto ourselves a Nett
For when securitye had dul’d desire
Which with scorching had pass’d ambitious fyre
70Even in the bloome and springtide of my dayes
Fearlesse of wrath and gardlesse of my wayes
Amid’st my imperfecions full of bread,
heaven showred contagion on my fearing head
barring mee out those lasting dores of glorye
75and shutt mee in this fearfull Consistorye
Whose utmost secretts to relate and tell
the strange inactures24 of our bayfull25 cell
O man ’twould make thee horidly to looke
as if with some revengefull Plannett strooke26
80disbulke thy Microfine27 make thy bloud
start from thy azure channells28 like a flood
shatter thy soule to atomes, change thy sight
like to the sheeted visions of the night
but theise ymmortall blazons29 are forebidd
85To carnall intellects and therefore hidd.
Thou greate directresse of the night30 stand still
till I have gorg’d each yawning eare with fill
of direfull storye, make each stepp a station
till I have consumate this sadd Narration
90And all yow hoast of heaven withdrawe your eyes
least from theire vengefull frontletts31 should arise
more horride deluges of cominacion32
against this wretched compound of damnacion
Oh what is man whose Origine and birth
95Conceives their structure from a clodd of earth
from a poore abject mould his some of life
a living death a magozine of strife
Indeede the soule it is Etheriall
extract from breath, eterne,33 which never shall
100suffer corrupcion, else were sinners blest
and in the end our sins should fynde a rest
If voyd of reason with the soulesse creature
we should reteyne, but only sense & feature
would I had been a beast, to bee noe more
105Or still lock’t upp in Natures unknowne store
within those inesentiall shades of peace
before conception gave my life increase
Oh heaven most cruell to ordeyne creation
the harbinger and prologue to damnacion
110To snatch att fraylty by the Infant heele
and dash her braines ’gainst hell with hands of steele
was I unto my parents acts agreeing?
Or did I seale consent unto my being?
punish th’offenders, let the act goe free
115offences without actors cannot bee
But sin takes life and soe it chaunces
the roote being wither’d, still survives the branches
Thus I of our first parents sin partaker34
did reassay35 to justle with my Maker
120Till all the elements did gaze with wonder
to heare the heavens rebound with earthly thunder
Oh ye Inhabitants on th’Elizean dales36
and did I c’leap37 yow cruell? reason fayles
and they were words on passions anvile forg’d
125temper’d with drugs of woe & so disgorg’d;
Ye girded mee with wisdomes swadling cloathes
to knowe the Thistle from Vermillion Rose
T’have shun’d the perill of that poysonous grape
when hell did court mee in an angells shape
130Had grace stept in ’twixt me and Satans kisse
I had been rang’d among the Saints ere this,
presented Orizons;38 to greate Johva’hs39 shrine
and chaunted Halleluiah to the Tryne;40
But when the gods did lend their hand to save mee
135I grapled fast what hell and nature gave mee,
Till sinne through custome cauteriz’d my soule
makeing lardge passage in’t; I dranke that boule
Of Hecatts triple ban;41 scorn’d prohibition
made my heart thunderproof gain’st all contrition
140On gloryes ayery topp I strive to fix
the standard of my hopes, there to commix
the fullnes of my will; though to attaine it
I harrow’d42 (hell) I would throug hell to gaine it
Oh sacriledge to heaven, when humane reason
145thus traytors ’gainst her self with blast of treason
O nature most accur’st thus to assay
with sugred pills, thy Infant, to betray
the bosome suckling which thy paps43 did cherish
thy selfe hath slaughtered by thy hands did perish
150Most like a Stepdame, with Hyena’s guiles44
steeping foule murder under fawning smiles
But though thy face to veiwe presents noe steynes
yet sable45 sins lurke in thy purple veynes
From fayrest flowers strong poyson oft proceedes
155and fayrest shows, oft harbour fowlest deedes
O would Cymerean46 darknes had possest thee
when first to my composure47 thou adressed thee
My pensill had bin guiltlesse of thy forme
if metamorphis’d to the vilest worme
160And I in concaves of my Mothers wombe
had chang’d my Mansion to a peacefull Tombe.
I emulate48 the happines of Flyes;
the least of Natures wonders, in what wise
they spend the little breviate of their tyme
165in harmlesse solace, subject to noe cryme
and when the destinyes have clipt their wings
from their interments no memoriall springs
Noe swelling eylidds, nor obsequious rites
theire dust no marble cerements49 invites
170Noe weeping Elegye, noe mournfull freind
about theire funerall hearses doe attend
Noe sting of conscience doth affright their grave
in Brasen50 volumes they their Quietues51 have
In mirth they live, peace they dye, & than
175they are noe more; but ’tis not soe with man
When our portent52 is com’d, that we must goe
it is our entrance into greater woe.
The dawne and solstice53 of our days are sinn
and with our Autume doth our feares beginne
180Oh lett that day bee subject of all scorne
wherein they said there is a Manchild borne
and lett it from all light exiled bee
least it disteine lights native puritye
Let darknes shadowe it and vayle of Night
185with direful apparitions dread each sight
Whil’st howling doggs the night crow and the drake54
to Goblings, Goasts and Fayryes musicke make
And buzzing Screechowles, boding ruthfull things
beating each casement with theire fatall wings
190and lett theire Echoes like to passing bells
in order chime my ever dying knells.
What bleareyde Plannett, gloring on my birth55
Could not even then returne mee to the earth
O may it bee a gazing stock to all
195and beare the bitter curses of my fall
May it bee ever out of course and jarre
and by a nickname called the wandring starre
Let heaven make warre against it & on earth
Let wolves with howlings chardg it with my birth;
200My life is made the glasse, the Schoole, the booke
wherein each eye may learne may reade, may looke
O lett it drawe from thence a brinish sea
and stretch compassion to the highest kea
and with my carcase I beseech you all
205graunt my yet living name a funerall.
When first my name in Englands corte was spred
and in the eares of all men registred
unto some humble cottage would I’d gone
remote from sorrowe, to have liv’d alone
210or in oblivions darkest cell, to have
turn’d Anchorite,56 and digg’d myself a grave
And with Heraclitus57 bewayld our ages
whose present acts, their future woes presages
Would on tymes swiftest wings I had been borne
215into some desert, helpless and forlorne
and there both night and day ever to weepe
till age should charme me with eternall sleepe
Would I had led my life uppon the playnes
guiding my flocks ’mong’st other Shepard swaines
220and there worne out my little phyle of dayes
chaunting my pretty lambs with roundelayes58
then had my acts, and with my acts my name
perish’t togeather, and escaped shame.
But wounds past cure cannot be film’d59 with care
225but every thought still adds unto despaire
What the impartiall preassign’d to bee
Inviolate standeth, as the Medes decree,
Mortalles may strive and striving often gayne
but when gainst heaven they strive, tis all in vayne.60
230Now did my glorye spred its goulden wings
and by the sacred influence of Kings
like to the flowers in continewall prime
Covers the face of Brittaynes beauteous clyme
As some portenteous figure in the Ayre
235(precedent to some Omen) doth declare
The fearce occurences of strange events
drawne the eyes of all the Elements
as wondergazers and attendants on it,
Whil’st each conjecture ruminates uppon it:61
240Soe flock’t togeather all the kingdomes eyes
Contract as in one browe to my arrise;
Not dreaming that my blazing did prefate62
a declination to theire palmye state
or my advauncement groundwork and imition63
245to Murders, Treasons, Incest64 and ambition.
But as a huge and massy cannon, if
rays’d on the sommett of some towring cliffe
with greater vyolence and more commaund
batters all opposicions that withstand
250his potent vollyes, whilst the neighbouring rocks
start att the roare of his Cyclopean shocks65
and with the terror of his thunder fills
the feilds, the valleyes and the lesser hills;
Soe I advaunced by a Regall powre
255on each repugnant Thunderbolts did showre
subduing Heroes to my conquering beck66
setting my foote on each retorting67 necke
that durst presume to paralell my grace
or cover mischiefe with a better face.
260Greate Albions Monarch68 whose divinest hand
first fix’t my foot steppes uppon gloryes land
(whereto I rush’t as to a second birth)
where every hillock was perfum’d with mirth,
each sprigg was gould, each feild a spangled mead69
265bestraw’d with dyamonds and with a purple spred
whose glittering paths my servile70 heele unus’d
to tread with majesty, I base abusd
deceaving him whose heart was foe to guile
guilding my Temples with a Judas71 smile
270And as the kidd which pastimes on the plaines
forsakes the tender dugg,72 the wanton traines73
of bubling founteines and the honyed feild
with abundance doth her fatness yeild
And battons on some craggy mounteyne, where
275the eye of safety never slept, but feare
Fills hope with desperacion; I soe did I
Clyming to chaunge honnors for Soveraignity
But two things lack’t to perfect my renowne
the countryes favour, and the kingdomes crowne
280Oft att the Throne I peeped through my spheare
but then the sunne did in myne eyes appeare
whose burning splendor sealed on my face
made hopings frustrate of that glorious place.
My name that scarce ere while could ratifye
285a positive knowledge in the meanest eye
Which irrespect, att most vulgaritye
free from commerce of popularitye,74
Coop’d in oblivion with those wretched bratts,
Bratts on whome triumphing fortune conculcates75
290As if confined to her boundlesse hate
by power of some irrevocable fate.
I but of late in Midnights mantle caught
from publique speculation, where noe thought
borne with Mercurian wing76 in my pursuite
295or humane eye could ever prosecute
Nor did my revolucions once surmise
this gloomy sett, should ever hope for rise
Loe now the glorious god of day77 awakes
and from my feete these darkened fetters shakes
300Lights from his Chariott, and with powerful charmes
Clipps78 Hyacinth’s79 in his sacred armes
Now greate Apollo on my cheeke doth laugh
and every knee bowes to the golden calfe80
I daunce on honnors goulden mounting topp
305a Prince81 my scociate, and a King my propp
Elbowe my betters and my equalls sleight
as the proud Eagle doth the Region Kyte82
The statelye pynes and Cedars83 of the feild
submissive homage to my greatnes yield
310The little fountaines pratling to the wayles84
telling of Buckingham each other tayles
Each optique85 passed this ravish’t from the deepe
of desperations Sea, begins to creepe
and fynding motion through that sacred fyre
315sent from Majesticke rayes how to aspire
direccions foggy vapours doth deride
Striving with Dedal:86 to bee dyefyed
and made although a peacefull Empyres scarr
in majestys bright heaven a regnant starr
320And now ambition swelling to her brim
Conniving deluges to each rotten limbe
of the distracted state, burst’s forth & rages
to th’utter ruine of ensuing ages
And least those now blowne sparks of wanton will
325whose ardor each superbious87 act doth fill
with vigirous flames, should hide in their creacion
through want of nutrimentall applicacion.
I lur’d unto my fist an ayry crewe
of fawning Cicophants, that could renew
330And with their oyley bellowings reinsense
the wayning light of my concupisence
Vertue I made a Curtezan to vyce
wherewith being masked might the more entice
Gloryes Pavillion88 changed to a stye
335of loathsome lust, and base Hipocrisy
I pluck’t the Lillyes from fayre honnors bedd
and planted seede of Draggons in their stedd
Transform’d theire beautye to deformed hewe
the Rose to Nettle & sweete Tyme to Rewe.89
340Source. Bodleian MS Ashmole 36-37, fols. 6r-10v
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1 Mandrakes fatal groanes: when pulled from the ground, the mandrake plant was supposed to emit a horrific scream that could strike unwary listeners dead. <back>
3 Brazen: literally brass, or hardened. <back>
5 the fell Nightbirds: the screech owl’s. <back>
6 Caytiffe: i.e. caitiff; villain. <back>
7 A sceptre Scociate: an associate of a sceptre; a king’s associate. <back>
8 the Loadstarr: i.e. the lodestar; the pole or guiding star, by which sailors navigated. <back>
9 A Prince...Lord & Knight: Buckingham held numerous aristocratic titles (including Earl, Marquis and Duke of Buckingham, Viscount Villiers, Earl of Coventry, and Baron Whaddon), as well as a knighthood. <back>
10 Olimpus: Mount Olympus, the seat of the gods. <back>
11 Atlas: in classical myth, Atlas held up the heavens. <back>
12 Phoebus: god of the sun. <back>
13 Cinthia: goddess of the moon. <back>
14 Charles wayne: “Charles’s wain” (wagon) was a group of seven stars in the Great Bear constellation. <back>
15 Heaven’s starry Nimphs: female goddesses. <back>
16 Milky rase: i.e. the Milky rays; alluding to the galaxy the Milky Way, or, more generally, to a heavenly path. The phrase could also have a sexual connotation, alluding to the female breast. <back>
17 that Piramyde by Gyant built...Joves Towers: in the classical myth of the giants’ war with the gods, the giants attempted to scale Mount Olympus by piling Mount Pelion upon Mount Ossa. <back>
18 Elizeums fields: the Elysian Fields, the realm of the blessed souls in the afterlife; here meaning heaven. <back>
19 Lebanons tall cedars: “For the day of the Lord of hosts shall be upon every one that is proud and lofty, and upon every one that is lifted up; and he shall be brought low: And upon all the cedars of Lebanon, that are high and lifted up, and upon all the oaks of Bashan” (Isaiah 2.12-13). <back>
20 to Nimrodize: to act like a tyrant. Nimrod is depicted in Genesis 10:8-12 as “a mighty one in the earth” and “a mighty hunter”. <back>
21 supernal: on high; heavenly. <back>
22 Downe tumbled Pelion, uppon Ossa steepe: Pelion and Ossa were the two mountains the giants attempted to pile upon each other to scale Olympus during their war with the gods. <back>
23 Icarius in Icarian deepe: in the classical myth, Icarus flew too close to the sun which melted the wax holding on his wings, plunging him to his death in the waters below, thereafter known as the Icarian Sea. <back>
24 inactures: the OED hesitantly defines “enacture” as a “carrying into act, fulfilment”. <back>
25 bayfull: baleful; or, perhaps, full of baying, the howling of dogs. <back>
26 with some revengefull Plannett strooke: in astrological thinking, to be under the influence of a revengeful planet. <back>
27 disbulke thy Microfine: obscure. In context, it should refer to another type of severe bodily reaction (possibly the shedding of skin) that would occur if the true nature of hell were revealed to the living. <back>
28 azure channells: blue veins. <back>
29 blazons: sights, shows. <back>
30 Thou greate directresse of the night: the moon. <back>
31 frontletts: foreheads. <back>
32 cominacion: i.e. commination; threat of divine punishment. <back>
34 of our first parents sin partaker: all humans were understood to have inherited original sin from Adam and Eve. <back>
36 th’Elizean dales: the Elysian Fields, resting place of the blessed in the afterlife; heaven. <back>
37 c’leap: i.e. clepe; call. <back>
39 Johva’hs: i.e. Jehova’s; God’s. <back>
40 Tryne: the Holy Trinity—God, Christ and the Holy Spirit. <back>
41 Hecatts triple ban: the triple curse of Hecate. Hecate was a three-headed goddess of the underworld, patron of demons and instructor in witchcraft. <back>
42 harrow’d: plundered. <back>
44 Hyena’s guiles: the hyena was associated with falsity and treachery. <back>
46 Cymerean: in classical myth, the Cimmerii lived in a land enshrouded in darkness. <back>
47 composure: making, composition. <back>
48 emulate: envy, aspire to. <back>
49 cerements: shrouds for the dead. <back>
51 Quietues: i.e. quietus; rest. <back>
53 solstice: mid-point. <back>
54 drake: serpent, dragon. <back>
55 What bleareyde Plannett...birth: astrological theory contended that the dominant planet (here “gloring”; shining or glowering) at the time of a child’s birth would influence the child’s destiny. <back>
57 Heraclitus: an ancient Greek philosopher. <back>
60 What the impartiall preassign’d...in vayne: presumably a reference to the divine predestination of human fates. Predestination is immutable, like the laws (“decree”) of the Medes and Persians (see Daniel 6.8). <back>
61 As some portenteous...ruminates uppon it: the analogy is to a portent, an aberrant occurrence in nature that was presumed to presage some future event or calamity. <back>
62 prefate: preface, or perhaps predict. <back>
63 imition: i.e. immission; introduction to, insertion in. <back>
64 Incest: unlike murder, treason and ambition, this charge was not usually levelled at Buckingham. <back>
65 Cyclopean shocks: some mythic traditions assert that the one-eyed Cyclops giants gave Zeus his thunderbolts, while others depict them as workers in the god Vulcan’s metal forge. Both traditions might therefore explain the noise to which this line alludes. <back>
66 beck: gesture of command and control. <back>
67 retorting: resisting, refusing. <back>
68 Greate Albions Monarch: James I. <back>
70 servile: Buckingham’s relatively humble (yet undoubtedly gentle) social origins were a target of much criticism. <back>
71 Judas: i.e. Judas Iscariot, the betrayer of Christ. <back>
74 popularitye: in early seventeenth-century political discouse, “popularity” could often imply popular rebelliousness. <back>
75 conculcates: tramps under foot. <back>
76 Mercurian wing: the god Mercury, messenger of the gods, was often depicted with winged sandals. <back>
77 god of day: Apollo-Phoebus. <back>
79 Hyacinth’s: Hyacinth was a Spartan youth loved by Apollo. <back>
80 the golden calfe: the golden idol worshipped by the Israelites in the wilderness (Exodus 32). <back>
81 a Prince: Prince Charles. <back>
82 the Region Kyte: the scavenger bird (kite) of the sky. <back>
83 The statelye pynes and Cedars: the great and powerful; the English nobility. <back>
84 wayles: i.e. wales; waves or currents. <back>
85 optique: unclear; perhaps “eye” works best. <back>
86 Dedal: Daedalus, whose invention of wings allowed him to fly free from captivity in Crete. <back>
87 superbious: arrogant. <back>
88 Gloryes Pavillion: the royal court. <back>
89 sweete Tyme to Rewe: the herbs thyme and rue. Thyme is sweet, rue bitter. <back>