SUMMER DRINKS.

[104]Seecol. 264.

Take two gallons of water, two ounces of ginger bruised, and two lemons; boil them together; when lukewarm, pour the whole on a pound and a half of loaf sugar, and two ounces of cream of tartar; add four table spoonfuls of yeast, and let them work together for six hours; then strain the liquor, and bottle it off in small stone bottles: it will be ready for use in a few hours.

Take nine Seville oranges and three lemons, grate off the yellow from the rinds, and put the raspings into a gallon of water, with three pounds of double refined sugar, and boil it to a candy height; then take it off the fire, and add the pulp of the oranges and lemons; keep stirring it till it be almost cold, then put it in a vessel for use.

Put two slices of lemon, thinly pared, into a tea-pot, with a little bit of the peel, and a bit of sugar, or a large spoonful of capillaire, pour in a pint of boiling water, and stop it close for two hours.

To four gallons of water, put three pounds of brown sugar, two ounces of ginger, one ounce and a half of hops, and about half a pound of fern-root cut small; boil these together till there be about three gallons. To colour it, burn a little sugar and put it in the liquor. Pour it into a vessel when cold, add two table-spoonfuls of barm, and then proceed as with common beer.

The Roman name Brassica came, as is supposed, from “præséco,” because it was cut off from the stalk: it was also called Caulis in Latin, on account of the goodness of its stalks, and from which the English name Cole, Colwort, or Colewort, is derived. The word cabbage, by which all the varieties of this plant are now improperly called, means the firm head or ball that is formed by the leaves turning close over each other: from that circumstance we say the cole has cabbaged.—From thence arose the cant word applied to tailors, who formerly worked at the private houses of their customers, where they were often accused of cabbaging: which means the rolling up pieces of cloth instead of the list and shreds, which they claim as theirdue.[105]

[105]Phillips’s Hist. of Cultivated Vegetables.

APRIL.From the French of Remy Belleau.April!sweet month, the daintiest of all.Fair thee befall:April! fond hope of fruits that lieIn buds of swathing cotton wrapt,There closely laptNursing their tender infancy—April! that dost thy yellow, green, and blue,Around thee strew,When, as thou go’st, the grassy floorIs with a million flowers depaint,Whose colours quaintHave diaper’d the meadows o’er—April! at whose glad coming zephyrs riseWith whisper’d sighs,Then on their light wings brush away,And hang amid the woodlands freshTheir aery mesh,To tangle Flora on her way—April! it is thy hand that doth unlock,From plain and rock,Odours and hues, a balmy store,That breathing lie on Nature’s breast,So richly blest,That earth or heaven can ask no more—April! thy blooms, amid the tresses laidOf my sweet maid,Adown her neck and bosom flow;And in a wild profusion there,Her shining hairWith them hath blent a golden glow—April! the dimpled smiles, the playful grace,That in the faceOf Cytherea haunt, are thine:And thine the breath, that, from the skies,The deitiesInhale, an offering at thy shrine—’Tis thou that dost with summons blythe and soft,High up aloft,From banishment these heralds bring.These swallows, that along the airSend swift, and bearGlad tidings of the merry spring.April! the hawthorn and the eglantine,Purple woodbine,Streak’d pink, and lily-cup and rose,And thyme, and marjoram, are spreading,Where thou art treading,And their sweet eyes for thee unclose.The little nightingale sits singing ayeOn leafy spray,And in her fitful strain doth runA thousand and a thousand changes.With voice that rangesThrough every sweet divisionApril! it is when thou dost come again,That love is fainWith gentlest breath the fires to wake,That cover’d up and slumbering lay,Through many a day,When winter’s chill our veins did slake.Sweet month, thou seest at this jocund primeOf the spring time,The hives pour out their lusty young,And hear’st the yellow bees that ply,With laden thigh,Murmuring the flow’ry wilds among.Mayshall with pomp his wavy wealth unfold,His fruits of gold,His fertilizing dews, that swellIn manna on each spike and stemAnd like a gem,Red honey in the waxen cell.Who will may praise him, but my voice shall be,Sweet month for thee;Thou that to her do’st owe thy name,Who saw the sea-wave’s foamy tideSwell and divide,Whence forth to life and light she came.

APRIL.From the French of Remy Belleau.

April!sweet month, the daintiest of all.Fair thee befall:April! fond hope of fruits that lieIn buds of swathing cotton wrapt,There closely laptNursing their tender infancy—April! that dost thy yellow, green, and blue,Around thee strew,When, as thou go’st, the grassy floorIs with a million flowers depaint,Whose colours quaintHave diaper’d the meadows o’er—April! at whose glad coming zephyrs riseWith whisper’d sighs,Then on their light wings brush away,And hang amid the woodlands freshTheir aery mesh,To tangle Flora on her way—April! it is thy hand that doth unlock,From plain and rock,Odours and hues, a balmy store,That breathing lie on Nature’s breast,So richly blest,That earth or heaven can ask no more—April! thy blooms, amid the tresses laidOf my sweet maid,Adown her neck and bosom flow;And in a wild profusion there,Her shining hairWith them hath blent a golden glow—April! the dimpled smiles, the playful grace,That in the faceOf Cytherea haunt, are thine:And thine the breath, that, from the skies,The deitiesInhale, an offering at thy shrine—’Tis thou that dost with summons blythe and soft,High up aloft,From banishment these heralds bring.These swallows, that along the airSend swift, and bearGlad tidings of the merry spring.April! the hawthorn and the eglantine,Purple woodbine,Streak’d pink, and lily-cup and rose,And thyme, and marjoram, are spreading,Where thou art treading,And their sweet eyes for thee unclose.The little nightingale sits singing ayeOn leafy spray,And in her fitful strain doth runA thousand and a thousand changes.With voice that rangesThrough every sweet divisionApril! it is when thou dost come again,That love is fainWith gentlest breath the fires to wake,That cover’d up and slumbering lay,Through many a day,When winter’s chill our veins did slake.Sweet month, thou seest at this jocund primeOf the spring time,The hives pour out their lusty young,And hear’st the yellow bees that ply,With laden thigh,Murmuring the flow’ry wilds among.Mayshall with pomp his wavy wealth unfold,His fruits of gold,His fertilizing dews, that swellIn manna on each spike and stemAnd like a gem,Red honey in the waxen cell.Who will may praise him, but my voice shall be,Sweet month for thee;Thou that to her do’st owe thy name,Who saw the sea-wave’s foamy tideSwell and divide,Whence forth to life and light she came.

April!sweet month, the daintiest of all.Fair thee befall:April! fond hope of fruits that lieIn buds of swathing cotton wrapt,There closely laptNursing their tender infancy—

April! that dost thy yellow, green, and blue,Around thee strew,When, as thou go’st, the grassy floorIs with a million flowers depaint,Whose colours quaintHave diaper’d the meadows o’er—

April! at whose glad coming zephyrs riseWith whisper’d sighs,Then on their light wings brush away,And hang amid the woodlands freshTheir aery mesh,To tangle Flora on her way—

April! it is thy hand that doth unlock,From plain and rock,Odours and hues, a balmy store,That breathing lie on Nature’s breast,So richly blest,That earth or heaven can ask no more—

April! thy blooms, amid the tresses laidOf my sweet maid,Adown her neck and bosom flow;And in a wild profusion there,Her shining hairWith them hath blent a golden glow—

April! the dimpled smiles, the playful grace,That in the faceOf Cytherea haunt, are thine:And thine the breath, that, from the skies,The deitiesInhale, an offering at thy shrine—

’Tis thou that dost with summons blythe and soft,High up aloft,From banishment these heralds bring.These swallows, that along the airSend swift, and bearGlad tidings of the merry spring.

April! the hawthorn and the eglantine,Purple woodbine,Streak’d pink, and lily-cup and rose,And thyme, and marjoram, are spreading,Where thou art treading,And their sweet eyes for thee unclose.

The little nightingale sits singing ayeOn leafy spray,And in her fitful strain doth runA thousand and a thousand changes.With voice that rangesThrough every sweet division

April! it is when thou dost come again,That love is fainWith gentlest breath the fires to wake,That cover’d up and slumbering lay,Through many a day,When winter’s chill our veins did slake.

Sweet month, thou seest at this jocund primeOf the spring time,The hives pour out their lusty young,And hear’st the yellow bees that ply,With laden thigh,Murmuring the flow’ry wilds among.

Mayshall with pomp his wavy wealth unfold,His fruits of gold,His fertilizing dews, that swellIn manna on each spike and stemAnd like a gem,Red honey in the waxen cell.

Who will may praise him, but my voice shall be,Sweet month for thee;Thou that to her do’st owe thy name,Who saw the sea-wave’s foamy tideSwell and divide,Whence forth to life and light she came.

The following are significations of a few commonterms:—

Stewardliterally means the keeper of the place; it is compounded of the two old words,stedeandward: by the omission of the firstdandethe word steward is formed.

Marshalmeans one who has the care of horses: in the old Teutonic,marewas synonymous with horse, being applied to the kind;scalesignified a servant.

Mayoris derived from the TeutonicMeyer, a lover of might.

Sheriffis compounded of the old wordsshyreandreve—an officer of the county, one who hath the overlooking of the shire.

Yeomanis the Teutonic wordgemen, corrupted in the spelling, and means a commoner.

Groomsignifies one who serves in an inferior station. The name of bridegroom was formerly given to the new-married man, because it was customary for him to wait at table on his bride and friends on his wedding day.

All our words of necessity are derived from the German; our words of luxury and those used at table, from the French. The sky, the earth, the elements, the names of animals, household goods, and articles of food, are the same in German as in English; the fashions of dress, and every thing belonging to the kitchen, luxury, and ornament, are taken from the French; and to such a degree of exactness, that the names of animals which serve for the ordinary food of men, such asox,calf,sheep, when alive, are called the same in English as in German; but when they are served up for the table they change their names, and are calledbeef,veal,mutton, after theFrench.[106]

[106]Dutens.

For the Table Book.

A few particulars relative to organs, in addition to those atcol. 260, may be interesting to musical readers.

The instrument is of so great antiquity, that neither the time nor place of invention, nor the name of the inventor, is identified; but that they were used by the Greeks, and from them borrowed by the Latins, is generally allowed. St. Jerome describes one that could be heard a mile off; and says, that there was an organ at Jerusalem, which could be heard at the Mount of Olives.

Organs are affirmed to have been first introduced into France in the reign of Louis I.,A. D.815, and the construction and use of them taught by an Italian priest, who learned the art at Constantinople. By some, however, the introduction of them into that country is carried as far back as Charlemagne, and by others still further.

The earliest mention of an organ, in the northern histories, is in the annals of the year 757, when the emperor Constantine, surnamed Copronymus, sent to Pepin of France, among other rich presents, a “musical machine,” which the French writers describe to have been composed of “pipes and large tubes of tin,” and to have imitated sometimes the “roaring of thunder,” and, at others, the “warbling of a flute.”

Bellarmine alleges, that organs were first used in churches about 660. According to Bingham, they were not used till after the time of Thomas Aquinas, aboutA. D.1250. Gervas, the monk of Canterbury, who flourished about 1200, says, they were in use about a hundred years before his time. If his authority be good, it would countenance a general opinion, that organs were common in the churches of Italy, Germany, and England, about the tenth century.

March, 1827.

At Gwennap, in Cornwall, in March 1823, Miss Sophia Bawden was married to Mr. R. Bawden, both of St. Day. By this marriage, the father became brother-in-law to his son; the mother, mother-in-law to her sister; the mother-in-law of the son, his sister-in-law; the sister of the mother-in-law, her daughter-in-law; the sister of the daughter-in-law, her mother-in-law; the son of the father, brother-in-law to his mother-in-law, and uncle to his brothers and sisters; the wife of the son, sister-in-law to her father-in-law, and aunt-in-law to her husband; and the offspring of the son and his wife would be grandchildren to their uncle and aunt, and cousins to their father.

In an account of Kent, it is related that one Hawood had two daughters by his first wife, of which the eldest was married to John Cashick the son, and the youngest to John Cashick the father. This Cashick the father had a daughter by his first wife, whom old Hawood married, and by her had a son: with the exception of the former wife of old Cashick, all these persons were living at Faversham in February, 1650, and his second wife could say asfollows:—

My father is my son, and | My sister is my daughter,I’m mother’s mother; | I’m grandmother to my brother.

Catherine de Medicis made a vow, that if some concerns which she had undertaken terminated successfully, she would send a pilgrim on foot to Jerusalem, and that at every three steps he advanced, he should go one step back.

It was doubtful whether there could be found a man sufficiently strong and patient to walk, and go back one step at every third. A citizen of Verberie, who was a merchant, offered to accomplish the queen’s vow most scrupulously, and her majesty promised him an adequate recompense. The queen was well assured by constant inquiries that he fulfilled his engagement with exactness, and on his return, he received a considerable sum of money, and was ennobled. His coat of arms were a cross and a branch of palm-tree. His descendants preserved the arms; but they degenerated from their nobility, by resuming the commerce which their ancestorquitted.[107]

[107]Nouv. Hist. de Duch. de Valois.

For the Table Book.

WHISTLING JOE.He whistles as he goes for want ofbread.[108]Old books declare,—in Plutus’ shade,Whistling was once a roaring trade,—Great was the call for nerve and gristle;That Charon, with his Styx in view,Pierced old Phlegethon through and through,And whist-led in the ferry-whistle—That Polyphemus whistled whenHe p-layed the pipe r in a pen,And sought Ulysses’ bark to launch;That Troy, King Priam had not lost,But for the whistlers that werehorsed[109]Within the horse’s wooden paunch.Jupiter was a whist-ling wight,And Juno heard him with delight;And Boreas was a reedy swain,Awak’ning Venus from the sea:But of the Moderns?—Joe is heThat whistles in the streets for gain.You wonder as you hear the toneSound like a herald in a zoneDistinctly clear, minutely sweet;You list and Joe is dancing, nowYou laugh, and Joe returns a bowReturning in the crooked street.He scrapes a stick across his armAnd knocks his knees, in need, tocharm;[110]Instead of tabor and a fiddle,Et omne solis,—on his sole!He,solus omnis, like a poleSupports his body in the middle.Thus, of the sprites that creep, or beg,With wither’d arm, or wooden leg,Uncatalogued in Bridewell’s missal;Joe is the fittest for relief,He whistles gladness in hisgrief,[111]Andhardlyearns it for hiswhistle.

He whistles as he goes for want ofbread.[108]

Old books declare,—in Plutus’ shade,Whistling was once a roaring trade,—Great was the call for nerve and gristle;That Charon, with his Styx in view,Pierced old Phlegethon through and through,And whist-led in the ferry-whistle—That Polyphemus whistled whenHe p-layed the pipe r in a pen,And sought Ulysses’ bark to launch;That Troy, King Priam had not lost,But for the whistlers that werehorsed[109]Within the horse’s wooden paunch.Jupiter was a whist-ling wight,And Juno heard him with delight;And Boreas was a reedy swain,Awak’ning Venus from the sea:But of the Moderns?—Joe is heThat whistles in the streets for gain.You wonder as you hear the toneSound like a herald in a zoneDistinctly clear, minutely sweet;You list and Joe is dancing, nowYou laugh, and Joe returns a bowReturning in the crooked street.He scrapes a stick across his armAnd knocks his knees, in need, tocharm;[110]Instead of tabor and a fiddle,Et omne solis,—on his sole!He,solus omnis, like a poleSupports his body in the middle.Thus, of the sprites that creep, or beg,With wither’d arm, or wooden leg,Uncatalogued in Bridewell’s missal;Joe is the fittest for relief,He whistles gladness in hisgrief,[111]Andhardlyearns it for hiswhistle.

That Polyphemus whistled whenHe p-layed the pipe r in a pen,And sought Ulysses’ bark to launch;That Troy, King Priam had not lost,But for the whistlers that werehorsed[109]Within the horse’s wooden paunch.

Jupiter was a whist-ling wight,And Juno heard him with delight;And Boreas was a reedy swain,Awak’ning Venus from the sea:But of the Moderns?—Joe is heThat whistles in the streets for gain.

You wonder as you hear the toneSound like a herald in a zoneDistinctly clear, minutely sweet;You list and Joe is dancing, nowYou laugh, and Joe returns a bowReturning in the crooked street.

He scrapes a stick across his armAnd knocks his knees, in need, tocharm;[110]Instead of tabor and a fiddle,Et omne solis,—on his sole!He,solus omnis, like a poleSupports his body in the middle.

Thus, of the sprites that creep, or beg,With wither’d arm, or wooden leg,Uncatalogued in Bridewell’s missal;Joe is the fittest for relief,He whistles gladness in hisgrief,[111]Andhardlyearns it for hiswhistle.

J. R. P.

[108]Vide Dryden’s Cymon,“He whistled as he went for want ofthought.”[109]This word rhymes withlost, to oblige the cockneys.[110]Like the punning clown in the stocks, that whistledOver the wood laddie![111]“Whistle! and I will come to thee, my love.”

[108]Vide Dryden’s Cymon,

“He whistled as he went for want ofthought.”

[109]This word rhymes withlost, to oblige the cockneys.

[110]Like the punning clown in the stocks, that whistledOver the wood laddie!

[111]

“Whistle! and I will come to thee, my love.”

There are ample particulars of the present usages on this day at the chapel royal, St. James’s, in theEvery-Day Book, with accounts of celebrations in other countries; to these may be added the ceremonies at the court of Vienna, recently related by Dr.Bright:—

“On the Thursday of this week, which was the 24th of March, a singular religious ceremony was celebrated by the court. It is known in German catholic countries by the name of theFusswaschung, or the ‘washing of the feet.’ The large saloon, in which public court entertainments are given, was fitted up for the purpose; elevated benches and galleries were constructed round the room for the reception of the court and strangers; and in the area, upon two platforms, tables were spread, at one of which sat twelve men, and at the other twelve women. They had been selected from the oldest and most deserving paupers, and were suitably clothed in black, with handkerchiefs and square collars of white muslin, and girdles round their waists.

“The emperor and empress, with the archdukes and archduchesses, Leopoldine and Clementine, and their suites, having all previously attended mass in the royal chapel, entered and approached the table to the sound of solemn music. The Hungarian guard followed, in their most splendid uniform, with their leopard-skin jackets falling from their shoulders, and bearing trays of different meats, which the emperor, empress, archdukes, and attendants, placed on the table, in three successive courses, before the poor men and women, who tasted a little, drank each a glass of wine, and answered a few questions put to them by their sovereigns. The tables were then removed, and the empress and her daughters the archduchesses, dressed in black, with pages bearing their trains, approached. Silver bowls were placed beneath the bare feet of the aged women. The grand chamberlain, in a humble posture, poured water upon the feet of each in succession, from a golden urn, and the empress wiped them with a fine napkin she held in her hand. The emperor performed the same ceremony on the feet of the men, and the rite concluded amidst the sounds of sacred music.”

OnGood Fridaythe churches are all dressed up; canopies are placed over the altars, and the altars themselves are decorated with flowers and other ornaments, and illuminated with a vast number of wax candles. In the evening every body of every rank and description goes a round of visits to them. The devout kneel down and repeat a prayer to themselves in each; but the majority only go to see and be seen—to admire or to criticise the decorations of the churches and of each other—to settle which are arranged with the most taste, which are the most superb. This may be called thefeast of caps, for there is scarcely a lady who has not a newcapfor the occasion.

Easter Sunday, on the contrary, is thefeast of hats; for it is no less general for the ladies on that day to appear in newhats. In the time of the convents, the decoration of their churches for Passion-week was an object in which the nuns occupied themselves with the greatest eagerness. No girl dressing for her first ball ever bestowed more pains in placing her ornaments to the best advantage than they bestowed in decorating their altars. Some of the churches which we visited looked very well, and very showy: but the weather was warm; and as this was the first revival of the ceremony since the revolution, the crowd was so great that they were insupportably hot.

A number of Egyptians, who had accompanied the French army on its evacuation of Egypt, and were settled at Marseilles, were the most eager spectators, as indeed I had observed them to be onalloccasions of any particular religious ceremonies being performed. I never saw a more ugly or dirty-looking set of people than they were in general, women as well as men, but they seemed fond of dress and ornament. They had swarthy, dirty-looking complexions, and dark hair; but were not by any means to be considered as people of colour. Their hair, though dark, had no affinity with that of the negroes; for it was lank and greasy, not with any disposition to be woolly. Most of the women had accompanied French officers aschères amies: the Egyptian ladies were indeed said to have had in general a great taste for the Frenchofficers.[112]

[112]Miss Plumptre.

Bleeding was much in fashion in the middle ages. In the fifteenth century, it was the subject of a poem; and Robert Boutevylleyn, a founder, claimed in the abbey of Pipewell four bleedingsper annum. Among the monks this operation was termed “minution.”

In some abbeys was a bleeding-house, called “Fleboto-maria.” There were certain festivals when this bleeding was not allowed. The monks desired often to be bled, on account of eating meat.

In the order of S. Victor, the brethren were bled five times a year; in September, before Advent, before Lent, after Easter, and at Pentecost, which bleeding lasted three days. After the third day they came to Mattins, and were in the convent; on the fourth day, they received absolution in the chapter. In another rule, one choir was bled at the same time, in silence and psalmody, sitting in order in acell.[113]

[113]Fosbroke’s British Monachism.

Extracted byW. H. Dewhurst

For the Table Book.

First.—The hall was prepared with a long table on each side, and formes set by them; on the edges of which tables, and under those formes, were lay’d carpets and cushions, for her majestie to kneel when she should wash them. There was also another table set across the upper end of the hall, somewhat above the foot pace, for the chappelan to stand at. A little beneath the midst whereof, and beneath the said foot pace, a stoole and cushion of estate was pitched for her majestie to kneel at during the service time. This done, the holy water, basons, alms, and other things, being brought into the hall, and the chappelan and poore folkes having taken the said places, the laundresse, armed with a faire towell, and taking a silver bason filled with warm water and sweet flowers, washed their feet all after one another, and wiped the same with his towell, and soe making a crosse a little above the toes kissed them. After hym within a little while followed the subalmoner, doing likewise, and after hym the almoner hymself also. Then lastly, her majestie came into the hall, and after some singing and prayers made, and the gospel of Christ’s washing of his disciples’ feet read, 39 ladyes and gentlewomen (for soe many were the poore folkes, according to the number of the yeares complete of her majestie’s age,) addressed themselves with aprons and towels to waite upon her majestie, and she kneeling down upon the cushions and carpets, under the feete of the poore women, first washed one foote of every one of them in soe many several basons of warm water and sweete flowers, brought to her severally by the said ladies and gentlewomen, then wiped, crossed, and kissed them, as the almoner and others had done before. When her majestie had thus gone through the whole number of 39, (of which 20 sat on the one side of the hall, and 19 on the other,) she resorted to the first again, and gave to each one certain yardes of broad clothe, to make a gowne, so passing to them all. Thirdly, she began at the first, and gave to each of them a pair of shoes. Fourthly, to each of them a wooden platter, wherein was half a side of salmon, as much ling, six red herrings, and cheat lofes ofbread.[114]Fifthly, she began with the first again, and gave to each of them a white wooden dish with claret wine. Sixthly, she received of each waiting lady and gentlewoman their towel and apron, and gave to each poore woman one of the same; and after this the ladies and gentlewomen waited noe longer, nor served as they had done throwe out the courses before. But then the treasurer of the chamber (Mr. Hennage) came to her majestie with 39 small white purses, wherein were also 39 pence, (as they saye,) after the number of yeares to her majesties said age, and of him she received and distributed them severally. Which done, she received of him soe manye leather purses alsoe, each containing 20 sh. for the redemption of her majestie’s gown, which (as men saye) by ancient ordre she ought to give some of them at her pleasure; but she, to avoide the trouble of suite, which accustomablie was made for that preferment, had changed that rewarde into money, to be equally divided amongst them all, namely, 20 sh. a peice, and she alsoe delivered particularly to the whole companye. And so taking her ease upon the cushion of estate, and hearing the quire a little while, her majestie withdrew herself, and the company departed: for it was by that time the sun was setting.

W. L(ambert.)

Taken by W. H. Dewhurst from the same MSS.

The churchwarden’s accounts of a particularparish[115]may in themselves be thought, justly, as a matter of no great consequence, and not worthy of much regard. But these seem to deserve some consideration, as they relate to a very remarkable period in our history, and prove by facts the great alterations that were made in religious affairs under the reigns of queen Mary and queen Elizabeth, together with the time and manner of putting them into execution; and may therefore serve both to confirm and illustrate several things related by our ecclesiastical historians.

1. We find mention made in these extracts of theroodandrood loft. By the former of which was meant either a crucifix, or the image of some saint erected in popish churches. And here that name is given to the images of saint Mary and saint John, and to saint Helen, the patroness of the church. These images were set in shrines, or tabernacles, and the place where they stood was called the rood loft, which was commonly over or near the passage out of the body of the church into the chancel. In 1548, the first of king Edward VI., all images and their shrines were ordered to be taken down, as bishop Burnett informs us. But they were restored again on the accession of queen Mary, as we find here, by the first article.

2. Theship for frankincense, mentioned in the year 1556, was a small vessel in the form of a ship or boat, in which the Roman catholics burn frankincense to perfume their churches and images.

3. Theboke of articles, purchased in 1556, seems to be that which was printed and sent over the kingdom by order of queen Mary, at the end of the year 1554, containing instructions to the bishops for visiting the clergy.

4. We find frequent mention made of lights and other expenses at afuneral, themonths mind, theyearsandtwo years mind, and theobitof deceased persons, which were masses performed at those seasons for the rest of their souls; the wordmind, meaning the same asmemorialorremembrance. And so it is used in a sermon yet extant of bishop Fisher, entitledA mornynge remembrance had at the monteth minde of the most noble prynces Margarete, countesse of Richmonde and Darbye, &c. As to the termobits, services of that kind seem to have been annually performed. The office of the mass for each of these solemnities may be seen in theRoman Missal, under the title ofMissal pro defunctis. And it appears by the different sums here charged, that the expenses were suited to persons of all ranks, that none might be deprived of the benefit which was supposed to accrue from them.

5. It was customary in popish countries on Good Friday to erect a small building, to represent the sepulchre of our Saviour. In this they put the host, and set a person to watch both that night and the next. On the following morning very early, the host being taken out, Christ is risen. This was done here in 1557 and two following years, the last of which was in the reign of queen Elizabeth. Du Fresne has given us a particular account of this ceremony as performed at Rouen in France, where three persons in female habits used to go to the sepulchre, in which two others were placed to represent angels, who told them Christ was risen. (Latin Glossary, under the wordsSepulchro officinum.) The building mentioned must have been very slight, since the whole expense amounted to no more than seventeen shillings and sixpence.

6. In the article ofwax to thense the church, under the year 1558, the wordthenseis, I presume, a mistake for cense, as they might use wax with the frankincense in censing or perfuming the church.

7. In 1559 thealtarwas taken down, and in 1560 the communion table was put in its place, by order of queen Elizabeth.

8. Masses for the dead continued to this time, but here, instead of amoneths mynde, the expression isa months monument. But as that office was performed at the altar, and this being taken down that year, the other could not be performed. And yet we have the wordmassapplied to the service performed on Christmas-day the year following.

9. Themorrice bells, mentioned under the year 1560 as purchased by the parish, were used in their morrice dances, a diversion then practised at their festivals; in which the populace might be indulged from a political view, to keep them in good humour.

10. In 1561 therood loftwas taken down, and in order to obliterate its remembrance, (as had been done before in the reign of king Edward VI.,) some passages out of the Bible were painted in the place where it stood, which could give but little offence, since the images had been removedthe preceding year by the queen’s injunction, on the representation of the bishops.

11. In 1562 aBibleis said to have been bought for the church, which cost ten shillings. This, I suppose, was theGenevaBible, in 4to., both on account of its low price, and because that edition, having the division of verses, was best suited for public use. It was an English translation, which had been revised and corrected by the English exiles at Geneva, in queen Mary’s reign, and printed there in 1560, with a dedication to queen Elizabeth. In the year 1576 we find anotherBiblewas bought, which was called theNewBible, and is said to have cost forty shillings; which must have been the large folio, usually called archbishopParker’sBible, printed at London, in 1568, by Richard Jugge, the queen’s printer. They hadprayer-books,psalters, andsong-books, for the churches in the beginning of this reign, as the whole Bible was not easily to be procured.

12. In 1565 there is a charge of sixpence fortwo common prayer-books against invading the Turke. It was then thought the common cause of the Christian states in Europe to oppose the progress of the Turkish arms by all methods, both civil and religious. And this year the Turks made a descent upon the Isle of Malta, where they besieged the town and castle of St. Michael four months, when, on the approach of the Christian fleet, they broke up the siege, and suffered considerable loss in their flight. (Thuanus; lib. 38.) And as the war was afterwards carried on between them and the emperor Maximillian in Hungary, the like prayer-books were annually purchased for the parish till the year 1569inclusive.[116]

13. In 1566 there is an article of eighteenpence forsetting up Robin Hoode’s bowere. This, I imagine, might be an arbour or booth, erected by the parish, at some festival. Though for what purpose it received that name I know not, unless it was designed for archers.

14. In 1573 charge is made of paper forfour bookes of Geneva psalms. It is well known, that the vocal music in parochial churches received a great alteration under the reign of queen Elizabeth, being changed fromantiphonyesinto metrical psalmody, which is here called theGenevapsalms.

15. In the year 1578 tenpence were paid for a book of the articles. These articles were agreed to and subscribed for by both houses of convocation in 1562, and printed the year following. But in 1571, being again revised and ratified by act of parliament, they seem to have been placed in churches.

16. The last article in these extracts is fourpence foran houre glass for the pulpit. How early the custom was of using hour glasses in the pulpit, I cannot say; but this is the first instance of it I ever met with.

It is not to be thought that the same regulations were all made within the same time in all other places. That depended with the several bishops of their dioceses, and according to their zeal for the Reformation. Abingdon lies in the diocese of Salisbury, and, as bishop Jewel, who was first nominated to that see by queen Elizabeth, and continued in it till the year 1571, was so great a defender of the reformed religion, it is not to be doubted but every thing was there carried on with as much expedition as was judged consistent with prudence.

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