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THE SHORT OXFORD HISTORY OF ENGLISH LITERATURE

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‘delectable’ and whose language is ‘well alowed ... pleasaunt, easy and playne’, fails the test of true modern<br />

expressiveness, and her elegy is finally written in Latin ‘playne and lyght’. As his self laudatory poem The Garlande<br />

or Chapelet of Laurell suggests, Skelton himself was happy to balance the mass of his English works against a body<br />

of internationally acceptable poems in Latin. He was also inordinately proud of the tributes accorded to him by the<br />

universities of Cambridge, Oxford, and Louvain for his<br />

[p. 87]<br />

command of classical rhetoric, and tended to sign himself as ‘Poete Laureate’. As a priest and as a former tutor to<br />

Prince Henry it was proper that he should have sought to express himself in the language of learning and elevated<br />

international communication, yet he remained confident enough of certain residual qualities in his native tongue to<br />

employ it for his extraordinarily direct, abusive, and rumbustious satires on contemporary manners.<br />

Despite the vividness of his art, Skelton is a poet who found it difficult to be succinct in his structures and chaste<br />

in his choice of words, deficiencies which did not endear him to later sixteenth-century critics. He rejoices in scurrility<br />

and in the rhythmic immediacy of ballads and folk-poetry. In Agaynst the Scottes (1513), for example, he abuses<br />

Scotland for its challenge to the authority of Henry VIII and rubs Scottish noses in their signal defeat at Flodden<br />

(‘Jemmy is ded | And closyd in led | That was theyr owne kynge. | Fy on that wynnyng!’, ‘Are nat these Scottys | Folys<br />

[fools) and sottys | Such boste to make, | To prate and crake [boast], | To face, to brace, | All voyde of grace’). Closer<br />

to home, in Speke Parrott, he adopts the persona of a polyglot parrot, a ‘byrde of Paradyse, | By Nature devysed of a<br />

wonderowus kynde’, and turns finally to an attack on the paltriness of an English court over which the King towers<br />

nobly like some kind of moral colossus (‘So manye bolde barons, there hertes as dull as lede; | So many nobyll bodyes,<br />

undyr on dawys [simpleton’s) hedd; | So royall a kyng, as reynythe uppon us all - | Syns Dewcalions flodde, was nevyr<br />

sene nor shall’). Skelton’s intensest bile was, however, reserved for attacks on Henry VIII’s powerful minister,<br />

Cardinal Wolsey, notably in Why Come Ye Nat to Courte? (1522). Not only does the narrator famously suggest an<br />

improper contemporary confusion between ‘the kynges courte’ and Wolsey’s more sumptuous palace at Hampton<br />

Court, he also directly warns of the dangers of the Cardinal’s political presumption: ‘he wyll play checke mate | With<br />

ryall [royal] majeste | Counte himselfe as good as he; | A prelate potencyall | To rule under Bellyall [Belial]’.<br />

The so-called ‘Skeltonic metre’ (if it is indeed metric) takes its name from Skelton’s clever repetitions of<br />

tumblingly breathless short lines with two or three accents and an indefinite number of syllables. At times these<br />

recurring rhymes seem little better than mere doggerel; at others, readers are faced with a popular verbal and<br />

rhythmic energy which could be described as a kind of proto-rap. In the case of Phyllyp Sparrowe Skelton can suggest<br />

a series of hopping, twittering bird-like jerks. In The Tunnyng of Elynour Rummynge (c. 1520) the irregularity of his<br />

metre playfully evokes the atmosphere of an untidy inn, the effects of an unsavoury but potent beer, and the<br />

quarrelling, tumbling rush of Elynour’s customers. In Collyn Clout (c. 1522), a poem narrated by an unsophisticated<br />

pauper, Skelton seeks to typify his own verbal art:<br />

[p. 88]<br />

For though my rhyme be ragged,<br />

Tattered and jagged,<br />

Rudely rayne-beaten,<br />

Rusty and mothe-eaten,<br />

Yf ye take well therwith<br />

It hath in it some pyth.<br />

Collyn Clout speaks roughly, vividly, indelicately, old-fashionedly, but by no means unlearnedly. His eloquence has<br />

little to do with the established rules of rhetoric or the supposed courtliness of Latinate lyricism. He attacks the abuses,<br />

vices, and hypocrisies of the secular clergy as Langland and Chaucer had before him, but he also deliberately<br />

heightens certain specific modern circumstances (including reference to the ‘brennynge sparke | Of Luthers warke<br />

[work]’). Despite his often radical alertness to the problems inherent in the early Tudor Church and commonwealth,<br />

and despite his delight in the resources of the English language, Skelton remained a literary conservative, a poet<br />

content with agile variations on established vernacular traditions rather than one who opened his art to the challenge<br />

of extraneous influence.<br />

It is a somewhat over-simplified reading of literary history to see Skelton merely as a dogged upholder of a<br />

tradition that was rapidly becoming defunct and his younger contemporaries, Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503-42) and Henry<br />

Howard, Earl of Surrey (?1517-47), as the genteel leaders of an imported, progressive avant-garde. All three poets<br />

were innovators in their distinctive ways; all three were bred in a similar Latinate, as opposed to Italianate, culture; all

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