The Comic History of EnglandÀ Beckett, Gilbert Abbott
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The Comic History of England
À Beckett, Gilbert Abbott
Great Britain -- History -- Humor
Thomas of Rokeby having pocketed the money, and secured the dignity,
pointed to a hill three leagues off, observing, "There they are!" an
observation which caused a general exclamation of "Well, it's very
funny! To think that they should have been so near us all the while
and we not aware of it!" The English having made for the spot, sent a
challenge, inviting the Scotch to meet them in a fair open field, but
the proposition was declined, with thanks and compliments. The English,
on the return of the herald, went to sleep, for the presence of the
herald always had a soporiferous influence. Edward was exceedingly
severe upon the occasion, and commented upon the herald's news, which
the king declared was always most unsatisfactory. For three days and
three nights, the English lay by the side of the river, having been
thrown by the herald into a state of dreamy inactivity. At length, on
the fourth day, they woke from their transient trance, when they found
that the Scotch had once more changed their position. Edward moved
higher up, keeping opposite to the foe, and the two armies lay facing
each other for eighteen days and nights, like two great cowardly boys,
both afraid of "coming on," but each assuming a menacing attitude. There
is every reason to believe that the herald had mesmerised the whole of
the English troops, for they allowed the Scotch to go away in the dead
of the night for want of proper vigilance. The probability, however, is
that both armies were illustrating the proverb, that "none are so blind
an those who won't see," and that their aversion to "come on," was
mutual.
A truce was concluded, and Edward, according to Froissart, returned
"right pensive" to London; but his "right pensiveness" may have been
accounted for by the fact that he was on the eve of marriage. His mother
had, during her visit to the Continent, arranged to wed him to Philippa
of Hainault, a lady who, to judge from her portrait on her tomb in
Westminster Abbey, was one of those monsters commonly called a
"fine woman." This fineness in the female form consists of excessive
coarseness, which is better adapted to the laundry than the domestic
circle. She, however, made Edward an excellent better half--or perhaps
a better two-thirds is a more suitable term to indicate the relative
proportions of the royal couple. She was brought to London by her uncle
John, surnamed of Hainault, and, it being Christmas-time, she was
taken out to enjoy all the amusements of the festive season. Jousts and
tournaments, balls and dinnerparties, were given in her honour during
her stay in town; and on the 24th of January, 1328, the nuptial ceremony
was performed with great solemnity.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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