Elizabeth's attachment to the Italian school of poetry was singularly

manifested on a well-known occasion. Her godson, Sir John Harrington,

having offended her delicacy by translating some of the licentious

passages of the Orlando Furioso, she imposed on him, as a penance, the

task of rendering the WHOLE poem into English.] Varney arose and retired, making a deep obeisance to the Sovereign who

had done him so much honour.

"The buckling of the spur, and what other rites remain," said the Queen,

"may be finished to-morrow in the chapel; for we intend Sir Richard

Varney a companion in his honours. And as we must not be partial in

conferring such distinction, we mean on this matter to confer with our

cousin of Sussex."

That noble Earl, who since his arrival at Kenilworth, and indeed since

the commencement of this Progress, had found himself in a subordinate

situation to Leicester, was now wearing a heavy cloud on his brow; a

circumstance which had not escaped the Queen, who hoped to appease his

discontent, and to follow out her system of balancing policy by a mark

of peculiar favour, the more gratifying as it was tendered at a moment

when his rival's triumph appeared to be complete.

At the summons of Queen Elizabeth, Sussex hastily approached her person;

and being asked on which of his followers, being a gentleman and of

merit, he would wish the honour of knighthood to be conferred, he

answered, with more sincerity than policy, that he would have ventured

to speak for Tressilian, to whom he conceived he owed his own life, and

who was a distinguished soldier and scholar, besides a man of unstained

lineage, "only," he said, "he feared the events of that night--" And

then he stopped.

"I am glad your lordship is thus considerate," said Elizabeth. "The

events of this night would make us, in the eyes of our subjects, as mad

as this poor brain-sick gentleman himself--for we ascribe his conduct to

no malice--should we choose this moment to do him grace."

"In that case," said the Earl of Sussex, somewhat discountenanced, "your

Majesty will allow me to name my master of the horse, Master Nicholas

Blount, a gentleman of fair estate and ancient name, who has served your

Majesty both in Scotland and Ireland, and brought away bloody marks on

his person, all honourably taken and requited."

The Queen could not help shrugging her shoulders slightly even at this

second suggestion; and the Duchess of Rutland, who read in the Queen's

manner that she had expected that Sussex would have named Raleigh, and

thus would have enabled her to gratify her own wish while she honoured

his recommendation, only waited the Queen's assent to what he had

proposed, and then said that she hoped, since these two high nobles had

been each permitted to suggest a candidate for the honours of chivalry,

she, in behalf of the ladies in presence, might have a similar

indulgence.




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