Just found out today that one of the most popular posts ever on the excellent Historical Honey website was this one - All is True: Fire at the Globe Theatre - which was the first post I wrote for them last year.
Pretty pleased with that!
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Tuesday, 18 February 2014
Shakespeare "Not a Very Tall Man"
Between delivering your manuscript and seeing your book in print, there's a gap. In the case of Who Killed William Shakespeare? that gap was about ten months.
It's a tricky period because, mentally, you're still writing your book. Is there something you've missed, something you need to put in, something that could be better expressed?
One of the little things I fussed about and mulled over endlessly, while waiting for the proofs of my book to arrive, was whether to address the issue of Shakespeare's height. Not a common problem, perhaps; it doesn't seem to have bothered many of his biographers. But it bothered me. Because I had this sneaking feeling that Shakespeare was probably quite short.
The idea that Will was not exactly a giant had grown, slowly, fed by the odd hint here and there. It also came from the fact that the skull in the Sheldon family crypt at Beoley church (which as regular readers, or those blessed souls who have read Who Killed William Shakespeare? will know, was probably Shakespeare's skull) was described in the 19th century as "undersized". More recently, a former churchwarden of Beoley, who has both seen and photographed the skull, told me that it was "small" - as if it were a woman's skull, or the skull of a child.
Of course, if you've read the book you'll know that parts of the skull are missing. But it still seems to have struck observers as being small. Rev. Charles Jones Langston, writing his account of How Shakespeare's Skull was Stolen and Found in 1884, made the point twice. And yet he was convinced that the skull was Shakespeare's.
I ummed and ahhed about mentioning Shakespeare's height in the book because I had picked up on a few hints, a few references, which could be interpreted as indicating that Will was a little on the short side. In Sonnet 80, he compared himself unfavourably with Sir Walter Raleigh, who was about six feet tall; Raleigh, the "Rival Poet", was "of tall building and of goodly pride", and Will's "saucy barque" was "inferior far to his".
Other hints came in Ben Jonson's An Execration Upon Vulcan. Jonson's library had just gone up in smoke, a mere month before the publication of the First Folio of Shakespeare's works. Ben Jonson thought back to the burning of the Globe theatre, ten years earlier, and I suspect that just as he appears to have blamed Shakespeare for the fire at the Globe, so he saw Shakespeare's influence behind his own catastrophic fire (even though Shakespeare had been dead for more than seven years when Ben's study went up in flames).
The traditional story of the Globe fire holds that it was caused by the firing of two cannons. Ben Jonson suggested otherwise:
Nay, sigh’d, ah Sister ’twas the Nun, Kate Arden
Kindled the Fire! But, then did one return,
No Fool would his own harvest spoil, or burn!
If that were so, thou rather would’st advance
The Place, that was thy Wives Inheritance.
In this strange passage, the "Nun", Kate Arden, magically transforms into a "Fool" who wouldn't - surely he wouldn't! - wreck his own nest egg. The Arden surname points at Shakespeare. The word "kate" or "cate" could be interpreted in two ways: either as a "picklock", a tool for breaking into a locked building, or as something "small" and "dainty".
I held back, however, on tentatively advancing my notion that Shakespeare might have been of modest stature. But maybe I was right.
Two portraits of Shakespeare have recently been unveiled by Professor Hildegard Hammerschmidt-Hummel. These portraits are reproduced above (images courtesy of Discovery News). Neither is an original. Rather, the one is a photo of a portrait that went missing during the Second World War, the other being an engraving published in 1824.
However, the engraving - or "Boaden" portrait - would appear to have been modelled on an original portrait, now lost. Those facial features (wonky left eye, damaged or drooping left eyebrow, depressions high up in forehead) which I have come to see as authentically Shakespearean are present and correct. It is based, then, on a genuine likeness of Shakespeare.
But here's the really exciting bit: the "Boaden" portrait is unique in showing Shakespeare's whole body. And as Professor Hammerschmidt-Hummel was moved to remark about the "Boaden" - "We can see he wasn't a very tall man."
So maybe I was right: maybe Shakespeare was small and dainty (a "cate"), and "undersized", as is the skull at Beoley.
(There's something else about the "Boaden" portrait - anyone who's read my recent article on the Historical Honey website will know that another, and I believe more interesting, portrait has an unusual detail in the form of a dragonfly-shaped knot or bow poking through the doublet; that detail is so unusual that a professional period costume expert admitted she'd never seen a bow poking through a doublet like that before. Take a look at the detail from the "Boaden" portrait, above; there's another bow.)
Anyway, I think we can begin to think of Shakespeare as being rather delicately formed. He "wasn't a very tall man", which only adds extra weight to the possibility that the skull at Beoley church is his.
It's a tricky period because, mentally, you're still writing your book. Is there something you've missed, something you need to put in, something that could be better expressed?
One of the little things I fussed about and mulled over endlessly, while waiting for the proofs of my book to arrive, was whether to address the issue of Shakespeare's height. Not a common problem, perhaps; it doesn't seem to have bothered many of his biographers. But it bothered me. Because I had this sneaking feeling that Shakespeare was probably quite short.
The idea that Will was not exactly a giant had grown, slowly, fed by the odd hint here and there. It also came from the fact that the skull in the Sheldon family crypt at Beoley church (which as regular readers, or those blessed souls who have read Who Killed William Shakespeare? will know, was probably Shakespeare's skull) was described in the 19th century as "undersized". More recently, a former churchwarden of Beoley, who has both seen and photographed the skull, told me that it was "small" - as if it were a woman's skull, or the skull of a child.
Of course, if you've read the book you'll know that parts of the skull are missing. But it still seems to have struck observers as being small. Rev. Charles Jones Langston, writing his account of How Shakespeare's Skull was Stolen and Found in 1884, made the point twice. And yet he was convinced that the skull was Shakespeare's.
I ummed and ahhed about mentioning Shakespeare's height in the book because I had picked up on a few hints, a few references, which could be interpreted as indicating that Will was a little on the short side. In Sonnet 80, he compared himself unfavourably with Sir Walter Raleigh, who was about six feet tall; Raleigh, the "Rival Poet", was "of tall building and of goodly pride", and Will's "saucy barque" was "inferior far to his".
Other hints came in Ben Jonson's An Execration Upon Vulcan. Jonson's library had just gone up in smoke, a mere month before the publication of the First Folio of Shakespeare's works. Ben Jonson thought back to the burning of the Globe theatre, ten years earlier, and I suspect that just as he appears to have blamed Shakespeare for the fire at the Globe, so he saw Shakespeare's influence behind his own catastrophic fire (even though Shakespeare had been dead for more than seven years when Ben's study went up in flames).
The traditional story of the Globe fire holds that it was caused by the firing of two cannons. Ben Jonson suggested otherwise:
Nay, sigh’d, ah Sister ’twas the Nun, Kate Arden

Kindled the Fire! But, then did one return,
No Fool would his own harvest spoil, or burn!
If that were so, thou rather would’st advance
The Place, that was thy Wives Inheritance.
In this strange passage, the "Nun", Kate Arden, magically transforms into a "Fool" who wouldn't - surely he wouldn't! - wreck his own nest egg. The Arden surname points at Shakespeare. The word "kate" or "cate" could be interpreted in two ways: either as a "picklock", a tool for breaking into a locked building, or as something "small" and "dainty".
I held back, however, on tentatively advancing my notion that Shakespeare might have been of modest stature. But maybe I was right.
Two portraits of Shakespeare have recently been unveiled by Professor Hildegard Hammerschmidt-Hummel. These portraits are reproduced above (images courtesy of Discovery News). Neither is an original. Rather, the one is a photo of a portrait that went missing during the Second World War, the other being an engraving published in 1824.
However, the engraving - or "Boaden" portrait - would appear to have been modelled on an original portrait, now lost. Those facial features (wonky left eye, damaged or drooping left eyebrow, depressions high up in forehead) which I have come to see as authentically Shakespearean are present and correct. It is based, then, on a genuine likeness of Shakespeare.
But here's the really exciting bit: the "Boaden" portrait is unique in showing Shakespeare's whole body. And as Professor Hammerschmidt-Hummel was moved to remark about the "Boaden" - "We can see he wasn't a very tall man."
So maybe I was right: maybe Shakespeare was small and dainty (a "cate"), and "undersized", as is the skull at Beoley.
(There's something else about the "Boaden" portrait - anyone who's read my recent article on the Historical Honey website will know that another, and I believe more interesting, portrait has an unusual detail in the form of a dragonfly-shaped knot or bow poking through the doublet; that detail is so unusual that a professional period costume expert admitted she'd never seen a bow poking through a doublet like that before. Take a look at the detail from the "Boaden" portrait, above; there's another bow.)
Anyway, I think we can begin to think of Shakespeare as being rather delicately formed. He "wasn't a very tall man", which only adds extra weight to the possibility that the skull at Beoley church is his.
Monday, 29 July 2013
Historical Honey
Thrilled to see what the Historical Honey website has made of my short piece about the fire at the Globe theatre in 1613.
http://www.historicalhoney.com/all-is-true-fire-at-the-globe-theatre/
They've got a great site going, those Honeys (I'm now Honey 035, by the way), and it's definitely worth a look. History never looked so good!
So now I have to figure out what I might want to offer them next. Something about Arthur, perhaps?
http://www.historicalhoney.com/all-is-true-fire-at-the-globe-theatre/
They've got a great site going, those Honeys (I'm now Honey 035, by the way), and it's definitely worth a look. History never looked so good!
So now I have to figure out what I might want to offer them next. Something about Arthur, perhaps?
Saturday, 29 June 2013
Fire at the Globe
400 years ago today, the first Globe theatre was destroyed by fire.
But was it an accident?
The afternoon of Tuesday, 29 June 1613, was warm and sunny. Crowds crossed the River Thames to see William Shakespeare's latest play, All is True. It was a lavish production: expensive costumes had been donated and real cannons were used. These cannons were discharged at a key moment in the action - just as King Henry VIII was about to meet and fall in love with Anne Boleyn.
A courtier, Sir Henry Wotton, received a report on what happened. Some "paper, or other stuff" from one of the cannons "did light on the thatch". At first, it was thought "but an idle smoke". The audience was too preoccupied with the pageantry on the stage to take much notice. But the fire "kindled inwardly, and ran round like a train, consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very grounds."
There were no casualties - apart from a man whose breeches caught fire; fortunately, he had a bottle of ale to hand with which he doused the flames. The Globe Theatre, though, was ruined. Its timbers had in fact been recycled from the earlier Theatre, built in 1576, and so nearly four decades of theatrical tradition had come to a fiery end.
Ten years later, another fire tore through the lodgings occupied by Ben Jonson. Shakespeare's great literary rival responded to the destruction of his books and manuscripts with a mock-serious poem, which he entitled An Execration Upon Vulcan.
Addressing the lame Roman "Lord of Fire", Jonson recalled the earlier fire at the Globe - or what he chose to call Vulcan's "cruel Stratagem, / (Which, some are pleas'd to stile but thy mad Pranck), / Against the Globe'. Jonson claimed to have seen "the Glory of the Bank" destroyed, but confided that other accounts of how the fire started had been gossiped about at the time:
Nay, sigh'd, ah Sister 'twas the Nun, Kate Arden
Kindled the Fire! But, then one did return,
No Fool would his own harvest spoil, or burn!
"If that were so," Jonson continued, "thou rather would'st advance / The Place, that was thy Wives Inheritance."
It's always difficult to know how far Ben Jonson's tongue was in his cheek. But subtlety was never his strong point. A "Nun" - Kate Arden - might have "Kindled the Fire", even though in doing so he spoilt his own "harvest" and burnt his wife's "Inheritance".
Officially, there were no nuns in Protestant England. Jonson was presumably referring to a Bankside whore, although he gave her the name of William Shakespeare's home region and his mother's family - and then promptly changed her sex! Whoever Jonson was hinting at had a financial interest in the Globe ("thy Wives Inheritance") and was tarred with the brush of "Popery".
So could it be that the fire which destroyed the Globe 400 years ago was started deliberately, as Jonson seems to have been suggesting? And, if so, why?
Perhaps it had something to do with the play that was being performed that afternoon. Although All is True - or, as it is better known today, Henry VIII - was credited to William Shakespeare, much of the text had been rewritten by John Fletcher, the son of a former Bishop of London, who had the rare distinction of being "loved" by Ben Jonson. Fletcher's revisions had turned Shakespeare's play about the beginnings of the English Reformation into a rather crude piece of Protestant propaganda.
It might be no coincidence that the theatre was burned down on the traditional feast day of St Peter, the very first "Bishop of Rome". Nor that Ben Jonson should have been reminded of this "mad Pranck" when his own library was incinerated just a month before the First Folio of Mr. William Shakespeares Comedies, Histories, & Tragedies, over which Jonson had tried to wield editorial control, appeared in print.
The fires of 1613, which destroyed Shakespeare's Globe, and 1623, which ravaged Jonson's study, provide glimpses into an age of sectarian strife. The accepted account of the fire at the Globe pretends that there was no ideological warfare going on - a false pretence maintained, to this day, by Shakespeare scholars. But Ben Jonson could not keep a secret.
It was no accident but a "cruel Stratagem" that razed the first Globe Theatre, four hundred years ago.
But was it an accident?
The afternoon of Tuesday, 29 June 1613, was warm and sunny. Crowds crossed the River Thames to see William Shakespeare's latest play, All is True. It was a lavish production: expensive costumes had been donated and real cannons were used. These cannons were discharged at a key moment in the action - just as King Henry VIII was about to meet and fall in love with Anne Boleyn.
A courtier, Sir Henry Wotton, received a report on what happened. Some "paper, or other stuff" from one of the cannons "did light on the thatch". At first, it was thought "but an idle smoke". The audience was too preoccupied with the pageantry on the stage to take much notice. But the fire "kindled inwardly, and ran round like a train, consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very grounds."
There were no casualties - apart from a man whose breeches caught fire; fortunately, he had a bottle of ale to hand with which he doused the flames. The Globe Theatre, though, was ruined. Its timbers had in fact been recycled from the earlier Theatre, built in 1576, and so nearly four decades of theatrical tradition had come to a fiery end.
Ten years later, another fire tore through the lodgings occupied by Ben Jonson. Shakespeare's great literary rival responded to the destruction of his books and manuscripts with a mock-serious poem, which he entitled An Execration Upon Vulcan.
Addressing the lame Roman "Lord of Fire", Jonson recalled the earlier fire at the Globe - or what he chose to call Vulcan's "cruel Stratagem, / (Which, some are pleas'd to stile but thy mad Pranck), / Against the Globe'. Jonson claimed to have seen "the Glory of the Bank" destroyed, but confided that other accounts of how the fire started had been gossiped about at the time:
Nay, sigh'd, ah Sister 'twas the Nun, Kate Arden
Kindled the Fire! But, then one did return,
No Fool would his own harvest spoil, or burn!
"If that were so," Jonson continued, "thou rather would'st advance / The Place, that was thy Wives Inheritance."
It's always difficult to know how far Ben Jonson's tongue was in his cheek. But subtlety was never his strong point. A "Nun" - Kate Arden - might have "Kindled the Fire", even though in doing so he spoilt his own "harvest" and burnt his wife's "Inheritance".
Officially, there were no nuns in Protestant England. Jonson was presumably referring to a Bankside whore, although he gave her the name of William Shakespeare's home region and his mother's family - and then promptly changed her sex! Whoever Jonson was hinting at had a financial interest in the Globe ("thy Wives Inheritance") and was tarred with the brush of "Popery".
So could it be that the fire which destroyed the Globe 400 years ago was started deliberately, as Jonson seems to have been suggesting? And, if so, why?
Perhaps it had something to do with the play that was being performed that afternoon. Although All is True - or, as it is better known today, Henry VIII - was credited to William Shakespeare, much of the text had been rewritten by John Fletcher, the son of a former Bishop of London, who had the rare distinction of being "loved" by Ben Jonson. Fletcher's revisions had turned Shakespeare's play about the beginnings of the English Reformation into a rather crude piece of Protestant propaganda.
It might be no coincidence that the theatre was burned down on the traditional feast day of St Peter, the very first "Bishop of Rome". Nor that Ben Jonson should have been reminded of this "mad Pranck" when his own library was incinerated just a month before the First Folio of Mr. William Shakespeares Comedies, Histories, & Tragedies, over which Jonson had tried to wield editorial control, appeared in print.
The fires of 1613, which destroyed Shakespeare's Globe, and 1623, which ravaged Jonson's study, provide glimpses into an age of sectarian strife. The accepted account of the fire at the Globe pretends that there was no ideological warfare going on - a false pretence maintained, to this day, by Shakespeare scholars. But Ben Jonson could not keep a secret.
It was no accident but a "cruel Stratagem" that razed the first Globe Theatre, four hundred years ago.
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