Tuesday, 14 June 2011

'Song of the Wooden-Legged Fiddler' by Alfred Noyes

  A little light relief does us all good, so grab your fiddles, have a swig of your favourite grog, and away we go:-

   Song of the Wooden-Legged Fiddler
         (Portsmouth 1805)

I lived in a cottage adown in the West
          When I was a boy, a boy;
But I knew no peace and I took no rest
Though the roses nigh smothered my snug little nest;
          For the smell of the sea
          Was much rarer to me,
And the life of a sailor was all my joy
  
    CHORUS:-  The life of a sailor was all my joy!  


My mother she wept, and she begged me to stay
      Anchored for life to her apron-string,
And soon she would want me to help wi' the hay;
So I bided her time, then I flitted away
     On a night of delight in the following spring,
                With a pair of stout shoon
                And a seafaring tune
     And a bundle and stick in the light of the moon,
                Down the long road
                To Portsmouth I strode,
To fight like a sailor for country and king.

CHORUS:- To fight like a sailor for country and king.


And now that my feet are turned homeward again
      My heart is still crying Ahoy! Ahoy!
And my thoughts are still out on the Spanish main
A-chasing the frigates of France and Spain,
     For at heart an old sailor is always a boy;
              And his nose will still itch
              For the powder and pitch
Till the days when he can't tell t'other from which,
     Nor a grin o' the guns from a glint o' the sea,
     Nor a skipper like Nelson from lubbers like me.

CHORUS:- Nor a skipper like Nelson from lubbers like me.


Ay!   Now that I'm old I'm as bold as the best,
     And the life of a sailor is all my joy;
              Though I've swapped my leg
              For a wooden peg
And my head is as bald as a new laid egg,
              The smell of the sea
              Is like victuals to me,
And I think in the grave I'll be crying Ahoy!
      For, though my old carcass is ready to rest,
      At heart an old sailor is always a boy.

CHORUS:- At heart an old sailor is always a boy.

This poem is among the 'Collected Poems' of Alfred Noyes, volume 1, published by William Blackwood and Sons, Edinburgh and London, 1913.  It reminds me of the work of William S Gilbert, of Gilbert and Sullivan fame, and perhaps was performed in the Music Hall of the day. If anybody can enlighten me, it would be much appreciated.


         Alfred Noyes (1880-1958)

Alfred Noyes was an English poet born in Wolverhampton in 1880, died Isle of Wight 1958. He taught English Literature at Princeton University, USA, from 1914 to 1923. His first wife died in 1926 and he subsequently married a widow, Mary Angela Mayne Weld-Blundell, originally married into the recusant Catholic Weld-Blundell family, settling at Lisle Combe, near Ventnor, Isle of Wight.

Noyes was a prolific poet and writer, publishing his first collection of poems, 'The Loom Years', at aged 21. From 1903 to 1908 he published five additional volumes of poetry, including 'The Forest of Wild Thyme' and 'The Flower of Old Japan and Other Poems'.

In 1918 he followed with a short story collection 'Walking Shadows, SeaTales and Others' which included  'The Lusitania Waits', a ghost revenge tale based on the sinking of the Lusitania by a German submarine in 1915 – although the story hinges on a misconception that the submarine crew had been awarded the Goetz medal for sinking the ship.

In 1924 Noyes published another collection, 'The Hidden Player', and at the British Empire Exhibition, the same year, he wrote a series of poems set to music by Edward Elgar and known as 'Pageant of Empire'.

Alfred Noyes converted to Roman Catholicism in/about the late 1920s, and wrote about his conversion in 'The Unknown God' (1934). In his later years he suffered from increasing blindness, and in 1953 he published his autobiography 'Two Worlds for Memory'. In all he wrote about sixty books including poetry, novels, and short story collections. He died aged 77 years and is buried at Freshwater, Isle of Wight. (Wikipedia)


This is a further post on Alfred Noyes, the first one can be seen here,

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A Pentecost Prayer:-
 
'Come O Holy Ghost, fill the hearts of Thy faithful and enkindle within them the fire of Thy love, send forth Thy Spirit and they shall be created, and Thou shalt renew the face of the earth'          Let us pray,
'O God Who has taught the hearts of the faithful by the light of the Holy Spirit, grant we beseech Thee, that by the gift of the same Holy Spirit, that we may be always truly wise, and ever rejoice in Thy consolation, through Christ Our Lord. Amen'
 
'May the Holy Spirit guide and protect our Holy Father, Pope Benedict XVI, and the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church.'


Monday, 9 May 2011

The Western Rising of 1549 - Martyrs for the Old Mass

                                              
I recently came across a copy of an interesting document, given to me in the summer of 1999, as a participant in a Pilgrimage on the Devon/Cornwall borders,  commemorating the 450th anniversary of the Western Rising. The Chaplain was the much loved late Fr Michael Crowdy, and the pilgrimage  leader the late Mr Robin Pannell, (Carmel Books), a knowledgeable and inspirational man, with a droll sense of humour and strong traditional Catholic views, which he expressed  firmly and fearlessly whenever appropriate.. A copy of the document entitled 'The Western Rising of 1549' (see below)  was given to those taking part in the pilgrimage, also a short written history of the Western Rising by the late Michael Davies, and published by the Latin Mass Society.

In his article Michael Davies makes some interesting points, beginning with the reminder that although King Henry VIII wanted a new wife, several in fact, he did not want a new religion. Where the liturgy was concerned he was particularly conservative, and when he died the traditional Latin Mass was still being celebrated in every church in the country, unchanged but for the removal of any prayer for the Pope or commemoration of St Thomas a Becket. 


       King Edward VI (b.1537 d.1553)  reigned 1547-53

On the King's death he was succeeded by the sickly nine year old boy King Edward VI, the son of Henry's third wife Jane Seymour. The new King was no more than a puppet of his Protestant dominated Council, whose stated aim was to obliterate the Catholic faith from the face of the land, the principal means adopted to achieve this aim being to destroy the hitherto unchanged immemorial Latin Mass and replace it with a vernacular Protestant Communion service. 

Their leader in this objective was Thomas Cranmer, appointed Archbishop of Canterbury under Henry VIII. Cranmer lived a lie whilst Henry was still alive, secretly espousing Protestantism yet still a Prince of the Church.He even celebrated the traditional Latin Mass at Edwards coronation, but shortly afterwards used a series of injunctions to initiate the revolution. The injunctions abolished all processions, ordered the destruction of all images,including those in windows; imposed Communion under both kinds; had parts of the Mass celebrated in the vernacular; condemned any form of the recitation of the Rosary; and forbade the burning of all lights apart from two on the altar. The clergy were ordered to exhort the faithful to do away with images in their homes.



                Thomas Cranmer  Archbishop of Canterbury

In 1549 the  Latin Mass was abolished and replaced by a new 'Order of Service' in English, with Communion under both kinds, from which every specific reference to  'sacrifice'  had been removed. Apart from its doctrinal significance, the change from a totally Latin to a totally vernacular liturgy involved a cultural disaster of significant proportion as it severed the liturgical musical heritage of western Christendom, which was entirely in Latin. The imposition of the 1549 Prayer Book made clear to the ordinary Catholic that his beloved Mass had been taken from him.

The 'Western Rising' was what would be known today as a 'grass roots' reaction to the new English 'Order of Service'.The demand for the restoration of the traditional Latin Mass originated from the laity and not the clergy, most of the latter choosing to use the new service rather than incur the ferocious penalties decreed for those who refused it. In the village of Sampford Courtenay, W. Devon, the men of the village forbade their priest to use the new Service, insisting that he say the Old Mass.  As the news of the restoration of the Old Mass spread  through neighbouring parishes, many  men from surrounding villages gathered  in Sampford Courtenay determined to show unity of purpose.

Within a very short time  the Old Mass was restored in many  local parishes, and the rebels-as we shall  call them, then occupied the small town of Crediton, about 8 miles from Exeter,where they planned to gather strength for a march upon Exeter.By this time Government troops were instructed to bring the insurrection to a speedy end, and as a result drove the rebels  from Crediton by means of  firing the thatched roofs of the barns being used by them, and forcing them to disperse.
 
The victory was a hollow one, for the rebels re-grouped in larger numbers at Clyst St Mary, about 2 miles outside Exeter, under the leadership of  Sir Thomas Pomeroy and Humphrey Arundell.  The historian and Protestant Professor W.G.Hoskins, described their march on Exeter:- 
                  'With the sacred banner of the Five Wounds of Christ floating before them, and the pyx borne under a rich canopy, with crosses, banners, candlesticks, swinging censers, and holy bread and water "to defend them from devils and the adverse power," the procession of Devon and Cornish farmers and labourers, led by a few of the gentry, ignorantly pitting themselves against the whole power of the state, marched on Exeter behind their robed priests, singing as they advanced....

          The Sacred Banner of the Five Wounds of Christ

...... We do not know how many conservative or stubborn Westcountrymen marched in that hopeless rebellion, a few thousand probably. They spoke and thought for tens of thousands, no doubt, who disliked and detested the changes. The religious nature of the rebellion is made clear by the fifteen demands of the rebels (see below). 

Cranmer rejected the demands outright, accusing the 'ignorant' rebels of being led 'by the nose' by the clergy, and demanding that they surrender. The rebels refused and fierce fighting ensued with the poorly-armed rebels sometimes outnumbered four to one by Government forces, many of them foreign mercenaries, commanded by Lord Russell (Lord Privy Seal) and Lord Grey de Wilton. On the first day, some 1000 rebels were killed, and a further 900 taken prisoner and then massacred without pity.. The battle continued the next day, again the rebels were vastly outnumbered resulting in defeat but not without honour, refusing to concede as long as life and limb lasted. Few survived, yet still they fought for the old Mass, with the final battle at Sampford Courtenay involving 2000 rebels against a royal army of 8000 trained troops, with as many as 1200 rebels killed.

Groups of rebels still kept up the fight, with a final confrontation at Kings Weston in Somerset, where exhausted and outnumbered, they suffered 'great slaughter and execution', with 104 men taken prisoner. Singly or in pairs they were hanged in Bath, Frome, Wells, Glastonbury, Ilminster, Dunster, Milverton, Wiveliscombe and other Somerset towns. In Devon, every crossroad seemed to contain a gibbet from which hung the putrefying corpse of one of the humble Catholics involved in the fight for the old Mass, a fearful reminder of the price that had been paid for daring to uphold the Faith of their fathers. A total of at least 4000 Westcountrymen died for the traditional Mass at the hands of  the Royal army.

The new English 'Order of Service'  had received its baptism of blood. The Magistrates were ordered to enforce the use of the Prayer Book, and the church bells used in every parish by the rebels " to stir the multitude and call them together" were to be removed with the exception of the smallest which could be retained " to call the parishioners together to the sermons and divine service". Thus were the peasants of the West induced to accept "the very godly order set forth by order of parliament for common prayer in the mother tongue                                  
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"On Pentecost Sunday, by law, the Traditional Latin Mass was abolished in England. It was the last in a series of anti-Catholic actions of the government, with almost no opposition from the bishops. From that date a New Order of Service was to be used, designed to please Protestants and to make those who attended it week after week become gradually Protestants themselves. For nearly all of England this was most unwelcome. For the faithful in Cornwall and Devon it was totally unacceptable. They took up arms. The year was 1549, two years after King Henry VIII had died. These are the requests made by these faithful Catholics, willing to die for their faith" ---

      The Western Rising of 1549

Articles of us, the Commoners of Devonshire and Cornwall, in divers Camps, by East and West of Exeter.

1. We will have the general council and holy decrees of our forefathers observed, kept, and performed, and whosoever will gainsay them, we hold them as heretics.

2. Restoration of Statute of  Six Articles of  Henry VIII against heresy.

3. We will have the Mass in Latin as was before, and celebrated by the Priest without any man or woman communicating with him.

4. We will have the Sacrament hang over the High Altar and there to be worshipped as it was wont to be, and they, which will not thereto consent, we will have them die like heretics against the Holy Catholic Faith.

5. We will have the Sacrament of the Altar but only at Easter delivered to the lay people, and then only in one kind.

6. We will that our Curates shall minister the Sacrament of Baptism at all times, as well in the week as on the holy day.

7. We will have holy bread and holy water made every Sunday, Palms and Ashes at times accustomed. Images to be set up again in every Church, and all other ancient old ceremonies.

8. We will not receive the New Service because it is but like a Christmas game, but we will have our old service of Matins, Mass, Evensong and Procession, in Latin as it was before. And so we the Cornish men (whereof certain of us understand no English) utterly refuse this new English.

9. We will have every preacher in his sermon and every priest at his Mass, pray especially by name for the souls in Purgatory as our forefathers did.

10. Calling-in of the English translation of the Scriptures, that is unauthorised translations.

11. Demanding the release of  Dr.Moreman and Dr. Crispin, two Canons of Exeter, who were imprisoned in the Tower.

12. Demanding the recall of Cardinal Pole and his promotion to be of the King’s Council.

13. Demanding the restriction of number of servants a man might have.

14. Restoration of half the abbey and chantry lands and endowments, and foundation of two abbeys in every county.

15. For the particular griefs of our country we will have them so ordered as Humphrey Arundell and Henry Bray, the Kings Mayor of Bodmin, shall inform the King’s Majesty, if they may have safe conduct under the King’s Great Seal to pass and repass with a Herald of Arms.

By us: Humphrey Arundell     John Thompson, Priest
           John Berry                     Henry Bray, Mayor of Bodmin
           Thomas Underhill          Henry Lee, Mayor of Torrington
           John Sloeman                 Roger Barrett, Priest
           William Segar          
      
   Chief Captains                      The four Governors of the Camps                                       
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 All you holy English Saints and Martyrs,  pray for us and for our Holy Catholic Church.
Holy Mary,  pray for England thy Dowry.





Sunday, 3 April 2011

'Father Francesco, in Paradise remember this lamb of yours'

'Tribute to Father Francesco Pitocchi C.SS.R'  by Don Angelo Roncalli, from  'Journal of a Soul'.
(continued from previous post)
             
      'During the following years I found the same overflowing kindness; and on the numerous occasions that I returned to Bergamo from Rome, accompanying my Bishop and master, Mgr Radini Tedeschi of revered memory,  my heart impelled me to hasten at once to San Gioaccino, Monterone, or Sant’Alfonso, to find my dear Father Francesco. Again I would confide in him my joys, anxieties, and the various events of my life, and receive advice, encouragement and comfort from him. He was pleased to be remembered, especially from far away, and to have news of his former Bergamasque students, and the passing of time made no difference to the kindness he continued to show his children..
      What tranquillity there was in his goodness! In all the various circumstances in which I saw him, I never heard a word or saw a gesture betray even the slightest disturbance of his spirit. This imperturbable, sometimes implacable serenity, when on certain occasions he demanded from one of us acts of great but necessary self-denial, seems to me to have been one of his most effective means of earning our measureless esteem and the perfect confidence of the consciences which he directed.
      He had a sure touch in directing souls, treating them according to the needs and temperament of each, urging this one on and holding the other back, sometimes praising and at other times correcting, always watchful and perceptive in his guidance, yet always gentle, one might almost say motherly.
         This kindness seemed all the greater and made the more lasting impression because it drew dignity and splendour from the example he set before us of resigned and contented serenity amidst the atrocious physical sufferings which tortured him for so many years.
      We always knew him as a man in pain. In fact it was his physical sufferings which prevented him from devoting himself to wider and more exhausting ministries in his Congregation, or from going away from Rome. When with sorrow and filial compassion we saw that bent head which he could only raise with the greatest pain, because of the violent contraction of the nerves, and never, never heard a word of complaint that the Lord should have sent him this mortification, we used to say that truly his resemblance to his saintly founder and father, St Alphonsus, was perfect.
        As he was always in pain and always cheerful, his continual appeals to us to seek the holy will of God in all things were irresistibly persuasive. He helped us with advice and with prayer to discover this will of God, and having found it encouraged us to follow it with no other thought, no pre-occupation with any personal ambitions or interests, but with generous and loving hearts in the service of God.

       The supreme wisdom of the spiritual direction given by Father Francesco Pitocchi was in this simple but sublime doctrine, in this training of every soul to work for the triumph of the will of God and His kingdom, in the soul itself as well as in the whole world: ‘Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done”.
      The last time I saw him was a few days before he died, he was in great pain in his humble cell at Sant’Alfonso.  His last words to me were, “What God wills, Don Angelo, and as God wills……this alone…..this alone”
      I would, I could, add much more. But I am held back by the thought that the most sacred pages in the history of our souls are those which every one of us guards religiously in his own heart.

      Of special memory to me is the 1904 vacation, the last I spent at the seminary, Father Francesco was with us in the country at Roccantica. With little notice and  a certain reluctance, I was obliged to preach a short sermon, and having had no opportunity to prepare anything, I simply quoted  from the ‘The Imitation of Christ’, on the subject of  ‘The four things that bring much peace to the soul’
It is heavenly doctrine: who can forget it?
 
1.    Seek, my son, to do another’s will, rather than your own
2.    Choose always to have less rather than more
3.    Always seek the lowest place and to be inferior to everyone.
4.    Always desire and pray that the will of God may be wholly fulfilled in you.
 
      I then added a few words of my own which, as I was at the time absorbed in reading the life of St Francis, related to the story of Brother Leo on the mountain of La Verna, who, when the Poverello was raised in ecstasy, ran forward to clutch his feet and kiss them, weeping and crying: ‘My God, have mercy on me a sinner, and through the merits of this holy man grant me your grace’
      I still see before my eyes Father Francesco’s smile of pleasure at the subject and example chosen.  ‘You see’ he said to me, ’how obedience has come to your rescue. Always obey, simply, and good temperedly: leave the rest to the Lord. It is He who speaks to our hearts.’
      Eighteen years later I think with great emotion of the truth of that doctrine. When I think of him, my dear departed Father, my soul finds comfort in seeking him in that light of glory to which, we may hope, he was raised, much higher than the tall beeches of La Verna. Like humble Brother Leo, I love to contemplate him and, almost as if I were kissing his feet, I repeat with tears of sadness and love: ‘Father Francesco, Father Francesco, in Paradise remember this lamb of yours. And you, my God, have mercy on me a sinner, and through the merits of this holy man, grant me your grace.’

Don Angelo Roncalli
Rapallo, December 14, 1922.  Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross.

Ack  ‘Pope John XXIII  Journal of a Soul’  pub.First Four Square Edition 1966