Edited by David Lindley
Introduction
This masque, originally planned for Christmas 1610 and intended to precede Oberon, was twice postponed; first to 6 January and then to 3 February 1611. (Orgel and Strong erroneously assert that it was delayed for a year.) The delay was occasioned by the late arrival in England of the French ambassador, the Marquis de Laverdin, to conclude a treaty whose signing had been deferred for a year by the assassination of Henri Ⅳ (Barroll, 2001, 127–8). It was the last occasion on which Queen Anne herself took part as a masquer, and sponsor of a court entertainment. Its central narrative device is a variation of the fiction that sustains many Jacobean masques: that a group of masquers have been prevented from arriving at the court to do homage to the king.
The iconological programme of the work also has considerable continuity with the first two of the Queen’s masques. It is founded on the neoplatonic doctrine that love is the desire for beauty, and on the distinction between the ‘sighted’ Cupid who stands for higher, spiritual love, in contrast to the blind Cupid who signifies earthly sensual desire. The distinction of the two Cupids was an iconographical commonplace, as Panofsky demonstrated (1939, corr. edn, 1972, 95–128), and one Jonson alludes to elsewhere (cf. Beauty, 271–2, and Gordon, 1975, 144–6). In the antimasque Love is not blind, but only because his blindfold has been converted into the chain that ties him to the Ignorance signified by the Sphinx. He still operates within the understanding, and the language, of sensual love. Only when he apprehends the solution of the Sphinx’s riddle as being represented in James-as-Albion can he truly see clearly and thus represent the higher love of the beauty which the Queen and her ladies embody. The Sphinx, therefore, is not undertaking a virtuous action in inhibiting sensual love, but symbolizes in himself and his actions the force which prevents love growing to a more perfect understanding. Again as in the earlier masques, the fact that the goal of the masquers is found in Britain, the world apart, and through the sight and power of its king, makes a political statement, though with rather less pointed force than in the earlier masques of union.
As with most of the masques printed towards the end of F1 there is very little detail given of the performance itself. Two Inigo Jones drawings have been ascribed to this masque, the first showing the Queen and her attendants enthroned above what may be intended as a representation of the prison of Night, the second a design possibly depicting the masquers’ costumes (see Illustrations 57 and 58). As the information about this masque in the bill of charges for ‘the Queen’s Majesty’s masque at Christmas, 1610’ (NA, E407/57/1, fols.1–2; Masque Archive, Love Freed, 4) makes evident, it was a lavish entertainment. The specificity of this document provides interesting insight into the relative value ascribed to the different contributors to the masque’s preparation, and makes clear its collaborative nature. Where Jonson and Jones were each paid £40, the dancing master Nicolas Confesse was paid £50 ‘for teaching all <the> Dances’, and his fellow choreographer Bochan £20 ‘for teaching the <Ladies> the footing of 2 Danses’. The composer Ferrabosco was paid £20 for ‘making the songes’, but the ‘orchestration’ of the songs was undertaken by Robert Johnson, and of the dances by Thomas Lupo, who each received £5.
The accounts are unusually specific about the musical resources employed in the masque. In addition to the twelve ‘musicians that were priests that sung and played’, there were twelve lutes, fourteen violins, fifteen ‘musicians that played to the pages and fools’, and thirteen oboes and sackbuts. The total of sixty-six musicians is an impressive one, though it is not at all clear how these different ensembles would have been deployed, and probable that they never all played at the same time. It may be significant that the oboes and sackbuts were paid less than the lutes – perhaps indicating that they were only required at the beginning to herald the arrival of the King – and that the lutenists, in turn, were offered less than the antimasque musicians. The best rewarded were the Muses’ priests, and the ten violinists ‘that continually practised to the queen’ (each paid the same as the actors who took the parts of the Graces, Sphinx, and Cupid). These records signal emphatically how rich was the musical complement to Jonson’s text and Jones’s designs. Two of Ferrabosco’s songs survive (see Music Edition).
There is little clear indication of the nature of the copy for F1, though a transcript of Jonson’s manuscript may be the most likely.
For ease of reference, Jonson’ marginalia have been printed together at the end of the masque.
LOVE FREED FROM IGNORANCE AND FOLLY
A Masque of her Majesty’s
So soon as the King’s majesty was set and in expectation, there was heard a strange music of
1 SPHINX
In the quiver that you wear,
Whence no sooner you do draw
Forth a shaft, but is a law. 10
Whom to hurt, you ha’ not free
Of your eyes now tie your hands.
All the triumphs, all the spoils
Over foe and over friend,
And you, now, that thought to lay
The world waste, must be my prey.
LOVE
Cruel Sphinx, I rather strive
How to keep the world alive
All again would chaos be.
Is there nothing fair and good,
None will pity Cupid’s case?
Some soft eye, while I can see 35
Who it is that melts for me,
Though a false one: it may make
Others true compassion take. 40
I would tell you all the story
If I thought you could be sorry.
And, in truth, there’s none have reason
Unto whom Love owes all duty.
Sphinx here, I shall soon recite
What thy malice is, or how 55
I became thy captive now.
Falling, to fall innocent.
In the utmost east there were 60
Eleven daughters of the morn.
Nor more perfect beauties seen.
Of the orient, and ’twas said 65
For which high-vouchsafèd grace
And they would, when he did rise,
Do him early sacrifice 70
Of the rich and purest gum
That from any plant could come;
And would look at him as far
See him; and when night did sever
Till he came, and never slept;
Insomuch that at the length
This their fervour gat such strength 80
By the guard and aid of Love,
Hither to the farthest west,
Where, they heard, as in the east,
Had, to feast in every night
Safe, and in all state invested.
I, that never left the side
Of the fair, became their guide. 90
But behold, no sooner landing
On this isle,2 but this commanding
Monster Sphinx, the enemy
Of all actions great and high,
Knowing that these rites were done 95
To the wisdom of the sun,
And though I did humbly fall
As she had the face of maid, 100
That she would compassion take
Of these ladies, for whose sake
Love would give himself up, she,
Swift to evil, as you see
By her wings and hookèd hands, 105
Then to prison of the night
Did condemn those sisters bright
There for ever to remain,
Of a riddle which she put,
They, unwilling to forego 115
One who had deservèd so
Of all beauty in their names,
Were content to have their flames
Hid in lasting night, ere I
Should for them untimely die. 120
I, on th’other side, as glad
With the monster, that if I 125
Did her riddle not untie
I would freely give my life
To redeem them and the strife.
LOVE
Love does often change his mood. 140
SPHINX
I shall make you sad again.
LOVE
I shall be the sorrier, then.
SPHINX
Come, sir, lend it your best ear.
LOVE
I begin t’have half a fear.
And is the light and treasure too.
And in the powers thereof are mixed 150
Nor Fate knew where to join, or how.
SPHINX
I say you first must cast about
To find a world, the world without.
SPHINX
Yes, but find out
A world, you must, the world without.
SPHINX
Wherein what’s done, the eye doth do,
And is the light, and treasure too.
SPHINX
I spake but of an eye, not eyes.
SPHINX
This eye still moves, and still is fixed.
SPHINX
And in the powers thereof are mixed
Two contraries.
Cupid; I of right must have you.
Dance, and show a gladness worth
Such a captive as is Love,
And your mother’s triumph prove.
SPHINX
Now go take him up,3 and bear him 210
To the cliff, where I will tear him
Of his raw and bleeding heart.
LOVE
[To the audience] Ladies, have your looks no power
To help Love at such an hour? 215
Will you lose him thus? Adieu!
Think what will become of you;
Who shall praise you, who admire,
Who shall whisper, by the fire
As you stand, soft tales, who bring you 220
Pretty news, in rhymes who sing you;
Of your blood, and send you dreams
Of delight.
SPHINX
[To the Follies] Away! Go bear him
Hence! They shall no longer hear him. 225
PRIESTS
Gentle Love, be not dismayed. 4
See, the muses, pure and holy,
By their priests have sent thee aid
Against this brood of Folly. 230
Had the sense first from the muses,
Which in utt’ring she doth lame,
Perplexeth, and abuses.
But they bid that thou should’st look 235
And the same, as would a book,
LOVE
’Tis done, ’tis done! I have found it out!
The King’s the eye, as we do call
And is the light and treasure too;
For ’tis his wisdom all doth do,
Which still is fixèd in his breast, 245
Yet still doth move to guide the rest.
The contraries which Time till now
Nor Fate knew where to join, or how,
And nowhere else, have their true sphere. 250
Now, Sphinx, I’ve hit the right upon,
That is, that you meant Albion.
To behold that glorious star
For whose love you came so far,
CHORUS
And may no hand, no tongue, no eye,
Thy merit or their thanks envy.
A dialogue between the Chorus and the Graces.
To honour Love? 280
They are the bright and golden lights
That grace his nights;
And shot from Beauty’s eyes
Who now doth rise.
Then night is lost, or fled away,
For where such beauty shines is ever day.
The masque dance followed. That done, one of the priests alone sung.
CHORUS
No, no, no.
FIRST PRIEST
How so? 295
Which we no sooner see, 300
Our senses taken be.
We court, we praise, we more than love, 305
We are not grieved to serve.
The last masque dance. And after it, this full song.
His weary limbs now to have eased,
While every thought was so much pleased!
His own, and all that he brings forth,
Is eating every piece of hour
Some object of the rarest worth. 315
As not to die by time, or age.
For beauty hath a living name,
And will to heaven, from whence it came.
The going out 320
PRIESTS and GRACES
Now, now gentle Love is free, and beauty blessed
With the sight it so much longed to see,
Let us, the muses’ priests and Graces, go to rest;
For in them our labours happy be.
Thus should the muses’ priests and Graces go to rest,