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Tuesday, October 26, 2021

Witches, Flytings, Urchins and Queen Mab. Halloween Edition 2021.

It's that time, again!!!
It's Tudor Trivia Tuesday!!!

1) In Scotland and the far north of England the harvest was still being brought in as Halloween approached thus making it a harvest festival as well as a time devoted to spirits let loose on the earth.

2) In spite of Tudor witches being able to assume the form of any animal at pleasure, the tail was always missing. For this reason, in Macbeth (I.iii.), the first witch says:

And, like a rat without a tail,

I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.

3) A Tudor / medieval Scottish poetry slam was called a “flyting”.

4) Alexander Montgomery, in his Flyting against Patrick Hume of Polwarth, written before it was referenced in a critical work published in 1584, mentions the annual Halloween procession of spirits and fairies:

In the hinder end of harvest, on All-hallow een,

When our gude neighbours dois ride, if I read right,

Some buckled on a bunewand, and some on a been,

Aytrottand in troups from the twilight;

Some saidled a she-ape, all grathed into green,

Some hobland on a hemp stalk, hovard to the hight,

The king of Pharie and his court, with the elf queen,

With many elfish incubus was ridand that night;

In the hinder end of harvest, on All-hallow een,

When our good neighbours does ride, if I read right,

Some buckled on a bunewand[1], and some on a bean,

Trotting in troupes from the twilight;

Some saddled a she-ape, all accoutered in green,

Some rocking on a hemp stalk, hovered to the height,

The king of Fairie and his court, with the elf queen,

With many elfish incubus was riding that night;"


 

5) In Tudor  / medieval times, “urchin” was the name of a hedgehog. Because hedgehogs could be mischievous, it has been suggested, they were sometimes considered to be a type of goblin.

6) Mr. William John Thoms, in his Three Notelets on Shakespeare (1865), adds “that near Inverness is a remarkable oblong mound, the name of which illustrates the present subject. It is called Tom-na-Heurich, or Hill of the Fairies…”. Heurich being similar to Urchin, we wonders whether the word doesn’t have an origin deep within Celtic times.

7) In Thomas Ravenscroft’s Brief Discourses (1614), we find fairies, elves, and urchins separately accommodated with dances for their use. The following is the urchin's dance :

By the moone we sport and play,

With the night begins our day ;

As we frisk the dew doth fall,

Trip it, little urchins all,

Lightly as the little bee,

Two by two, and three by three,

And about goe wee, goe wee.

8) Of course, fairies and such were not only in evidence on Halloween, as Ben Jonson informs us in his “Mab the Mistress-Fairy”:

This is Mab the mistress-fairy

That doth nightly rob the dairy,

And can hurt or help the churning

As she please, without discerning:

She that pinches country wenches

If they rub not clean their benches,

And with sharper nails remembers

When they rake not up their embers;

But if so they chance to feast her,

In a shoe she drops a tester.[2]

This is she that empties cradles,

Takes out children, puts in ladles;

Trains forth midwives in their slumber

With a sieve the holes to number;

And then leads them from her burrows

Home through ponds and water-furrows.

She can start our franklin's daughters

In their sleep with shrieks and laughters,

And on sweet Saint Anne's night

Feed them with a promised sight,

Some of husbands, some of lovers,

Which an empty dream discovers.

9) As usual, Robert Herrick is briefer with his description.

The Fairies

 

If ye will with Mab find grace,

Set each platter in its place;

Rake the fire up, and get

Water in, ere sun be set.

Wash your pails and cleanse your dairies,

Sluts are loathsome to the fairies;

Sweep your house. Who doth not so

Mab will pinch her by the toe.

With him Mab would seem to be the fairy queen solely of good housekeeping.

10) Shakespeare gives his own description of Mab in Romeo and Juliet:

BENVOLIO

Queen Mab, what’s she?

MERCUTIO

She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes

In shape no bigger than an agate stone

On the forefinger of an alderman,

Drawn with a team of little atomi

Over men’s noses as they lie asleep.

Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs,

The cover of the wings of grasshoppers,

Her traces of the smallest spider’s web,

Her collars of the moonshine’s watery beams,

Her whip of cricket’s bone, the lash of film,

Her wagoner a small gray-coated gnat,

Not half so big as a round little worm

Pricked from the lazy finger of a maid.

Her chariot is an empty hazelnut

Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub,

Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers.

And in this state she gallops night by night

Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;

On courtiers' knees, that dream on curtsies straight;

O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees;

O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream,

Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,

Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are.

Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier’s nose,

And then dreams he of smelling out a suit.

And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig’s tail

Tickling a parson’s nose as he lies asleep,

Then he dreams of another benefice.

Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier’s neck,

And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,

85Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,

Of healths five fathom deep, and then anon

Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,

And being thus frighted swears a prayer or two

And sleeps again. This is that very Mab

That plaits the manes of horses in the night

And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,

Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes.

This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,

That presses them and learns them first to bear,

Making them women of good carriage.

 


[1] bunewand] parsnip

[2] tester] a coin formally called a “Testoon” worth 2 ¼ pence.


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