Footprints of Former Men in Far CornwallHawker, Robert Stephen
History
Footprints of Former Men in Far Cornwall
Hawker, Robert Stephen
Cornwall (England : County) -- History
lived, and his descendants are among the principal inhabitants of the
town of Stratton to this day.[84]
That same year the battle of Lansdown, near Bath, was fought. The
forces of the Parliament prevailed, and Sir Beville nobly died. Payne
was still at his side, and, when his master fell, he mounted young
John Granville, a youth of sixteen, whom he had always in charge, on
his father’s horse, and he led the Granville troop into the fight. A
letter[85] which the faithful retainer wrote to his lady at Stowe still
survives. It breathes in the quaint language of the day a noble strain
of sympathy and homage. Thus it ran:--
“HONOURED MADAM,--Ill news flieth apace. The heavy tidings no doubt
hath already travelled to Stowe that we have lost our blessed
master by the enemy’s advantage. You must not, dear lady, grieve
too much for your noble spouse. You know, as we all believe, that
his soul was in heaven before his bones were cold. He fell, as he
did often tell us he wished to die, in the great Stuart cause, for
his country and his king. He delivered to me his last commands,
and with such tender words for you and for his children as are
not to be set down with my poor pen, but must come to your ears
upon my best heart’s breath. Master John, when I mounted him on
his father’s horse, rode him into the war like a young prince, as
he is, and our men followed him with their swords drawn and with
tears in their eyes. They did say they would kill a rebel for every
hair of Sir Beville’s beard. But I bade them remember their good
master’s word, when he wiped his sword after Stamford fight; how
he said, when their cry was, ‘Stab and slay!’ ‘Halt, men! God will
avenge.’ I am coming down with the mournfullest load that ever a
poor servant did bear, to bring the great heart that is cold to
Kilkhampton vault. Oh, my lady, how shall I ever brook your weeping
face? But I will be trothful to the living and to the dead.
“These, honoured madam, from thy saddest, truest servant,
“ANTONY PAYNE.”
[Illustration: ANTONY PAYNE (p. 118)
_From the picture by Sir Godfrey Kneller_]
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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