Poem of the Fortnight: Blackness and Beauty
Posted by Rebekah King on Tuesday, January 05, 2016 with No comments
Poem of the Fortnight: Blackness and Beauty
In consequence of a prolonged bout of flu that lifted only
to make way for a severe attack of Christmas fever, I haven’t been able to
publish a poem for over a month. With my apologies, here is a ditty from the
DMI on the perfect theme to get the New Year off to a decent start...racism:
Bess black as Charcoal,
Was found in a dark-hole,
With Kit at the Cat and the Fiddle;
But what they did there,
None safely can swear,
Yet Gentleman, Riddle my Riddle.
Troth I would be loath,
Were I put to my Oath,
To swear Kit with Bess did ingender;
Yet it would tempt a man,
Bridle all that he can,
His present well wishes to tender.
But ‘twas found at last,
E’re a twelve month was past,
That Christopher Bess had o’re master’d
For her belly betray’d her,
And so she down laid her,
And brought him a jolly brown Bastard.
As far as style is concerned, ‘Bess black as Charcoal’ is a
simple aabccb meter, common in ballad and song but, admittedly, more unusual
among the printed miscellanies of this period. There is some procrustean
clipping and stretching of words throughout, characteristic of a competent but
mediocre poet: Kit’s adoption of the formal ‘Christopher’ in the final mention
of his name is not strictly necessary, except to fill the trisyllabic meter of
the line. Nevertheless, the poem gets away with its small liberties, which is
just as well; there’s nothing worse than racism that doesn’t scan.
Many a scholarly work has examined the issue of race in
early modern England and to describe the many nuances of what ‘blackness’ meant
in the seventeenth century would be to distend this blog to gross proportions.
In brief we might ask, more simply, is the poem cruel? Is Bess’ blackness
painted in chiaroscuro with the beauty and the virtue of the White? Not
exactly.
But without explicitly flinging insults such as those that
Shakespeare’s other moor, Aaron of Titus
Andronicus, remembered as he cradled his own mixed-race child, the poem
does evoke them. Just as Aaron gloated that “Coal-black is better than another
hue in that it scorns to bear another hue”, this “jolly brown bastard” gives
away its parents’ misdemeanours and its darkness comes, in turn, to symbolise
them. Like Milton’s Sin and Death—the mate and child of Satan—Bess and her baby
rise from blackness, taking its shape, embodying the filth and squalor wherein
the grotesque is engendered. With a cheerful meter and a shallow joke, the poem
makes the serious and terrible connection between darker skin and dark
morality. Like all the worst discriminations, unthinking nastiness is hidden in
good-humour.
What the DMI tells us so far:
·
The poem only appears in one miscellany, ‘The
New Academy of Complements’, published in 1681.
·
‘The New Academy’ is a miscellany in parts which
gives this no other title but ‘Song 28’.
·
It is accordingly given the genre-label ‘Song’
as well as ‘Joke/jest’ and ‘Lampoon’.
·
Its themes are listed as ‘Beauty’, with the note
‘Light and dark’, ‘Darkness’ (with the note ‘Race’) and the ever-popular category
‘Sex and bawdy humour’.
·
‘The New Academy’ is not a collection which
specialises in poems on race, indeed, this is one of the only examples I have
found in it so far. Its eclectic mix of poems implies that it is sampling its
‘songs’ from elsewhere, but whatever the original source, the DMI at present
remains silent about any but this publication.
Poem ID: 43838
For a more in-depth explanation of how the DMI works, see
the FAQ page: http://digitalmiscellaniesindex.org/faqs/
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