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Post by Charlotte on Mar 21, 2009 14:33:16 GMT -5
Thank you for the sublime image, Don. I was thinking this morning of you riding the tsunami, and how the gods love what you're doing because they keep dipping their hands into the ocean to give you another push.
To justify my comment that the past 4 to 5 centuries, and upward I might add, are wholly germane to this moment in time, I take the liberty, with due respect, to make words come out of the mouth of the Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi, calling her colleagues to order by pounding the gavel on some probably oak wood plate, saying:
"Hear ye Ladies and Gentlemen", or maybe, 'for a change', she could jolt them awake by aberrant address, "listen you nitwits assembled here, to understand and get out of the pickle we're in, we should first consider the axiom of Hermes, that that which is above in our heads and hearts is like the insurmountable mess we're in below, and when we really get that we can proceed. It's blantantly obvious that our non-existent paper and plastic money reflects the non-existent currency in our heads and hearts called conscience. We consider ourselves highly educated people, which amounts to not much more than intellectual sophistry, and the art of persuasion that we know what we're doing, and to strengthen this notion we throw in a sentence of Plato now and then or quote Shakespeare and think the people admire our wisdom, but that doesn't work anymore, and pretty soon we'll just be bickering amongst ourselves."
It doesn't work anymore, precisely because of those who labored these last centuries and guided by Francis Bacon, to not let slip Humankind completely into the Abyss, if the reason be known. They influenced enough people the world over in their most ingenious ways, from one generation to the next, to hold on while the outlived system implodes, and the Influenced are not deterred by the noise but keep walking toward the Light.
We can know this in small part by Ben Jonson lauding Shakespeare as a writer "not of an age, but for all time". Shakespeare is Francis Bacon of inscrutable mind, as I stressed several times, and to make him better known to those who are interested, Fern writes:
"Lord Bacon, the New Age Progenitor and Adept of the Aquarian Age, was honered even in his youth with an almost idolatrous love and admiration. In "Lover's Complaint" we find warm tribute to Bacon's youthful enthusiasm:
His qualities were beautious as his form, For maiden-tongued was he, and thereof free; Yet if men moved him, was he such a storm As oft twixt May and April is to see When winds breath sweet, unruly though they be. His rudeness so with his authorized youth Did lively falseness in a pride of Truth. So on the tip of his subdoing tongue All kinds of arguments and question deep, All replication prompt, and reason strong For his advantage still did wake and sleep To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep. He had the dialect and different skill Catching all passions in his craft of Will.
The author of this verse in unknown, but must have been a contemporay as he clearly knew Francis, and Fern writes that "whoever wrote the most perplexing dedication (there are more and of equal not so mysterious incoherence) was trying to tell us something like this: If you or anyone else who is about to seriously consider the Shakespeare Sonnets, should try to evaluate them merely by their apparent "cover-text" construction and its conveyed worded content, you will surely find them to be the most confusing arrayment of supposed "Love-poetry" in the accepted sense. The basic idea for writing both the Sonnets and their dedication is, to persuade you to seek and find the "hidden life" beneath the apparent text and the "form-buried soul" which is mutely and rather incoherently pleading for discernment."
The incoherent wording serves his purpose. Our Shakespeare Scholars, accusing the mystical minded crackpots of inserting their own obsession, will never discern Francis' Soul,
"For in truth, the mind is indissociable from what it contemplates."
Charlotte
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Post by Don Barone on Mar 21, 2009 22:12:00 GMT -5
Hi Charlotte ... That's 8 for the planets and one for the moon Here is my first posting over at Ma'at in over two and a half weeks. I was going to stay away but I thought I should post this and see what reaction, if any I got. Yes the tsunami has definitely got me and as usual the cheeks are flushed and the mind and the adrenalin are wokring overtime. It really is a neat feeling but I wish I could just become monklike, lock myself away and write, write, write and as Winnie the Pooh so aptly put in ... think, think, think ! The post: Hi all ... Well no I have not finally snapped but what I have done is discovered, thanks to the brilliant work of Clive Ross, some profound truths and have I think, stumbled onto as good a proof of "God" as I am ever going to find. You are probably wondering what the devil I am talking about so I will cut right to the chase. Two weeks ago I had the pleasant opportunity to meet with Clive Ross who has moved fairly close to me and after discussing how we both got involved in this pyramid and geometric madness he was kind enough to give me a copy of his book: " 1o6 The Dawn of Man" In it he discusses a lot of things and I have to be honest I have not nearly completed it and much to his annoyance I have been bouncing around from topic to topic ever since. There was one thing he said that has set my mind on fire and he simply suggested that on Mars an object would fall EXACTLY 100 digits of ancient Egyptian fame or 3.57143 cubits (100 / 28) in one second. I found this most fascinating and vowed to verify this when I got home and this is indeed what I did on arriving home. And I have not stopped "discovering" things since. Firstly I had to verify that an object would indeed fall 100 digits in one second on Mars and here is how I determined whether it was correct or not. The first site I checked gave a value for the force of gravity on Mars as 3.69 m/s² or 0.376 g. Doing some simple math we find that the distance would equal (1/2 of 3.69) x 39.3701 (inches in a meter) and we find we get ... 1.845 x 39.3701 = or 72.6378345 inches. If we use my value for for a cubit (please humour me for now) of 20.Phi we would get 72.6378345 / 20.Phi or 3.5230 cubits. Figuring out how many digits is simply 28 x 3.523025 and gives us 98.64468 digits. Hmmm, close but not close enough. However I felt that 100 digits is the correct figure and so I decided to back track and started with 100 and then calculated the force of gravity which would yield this result. This is the calcualtion: 100 / 28 = 3.5714286 3.5714286 x 20.Phi = 73.63584 inches 73.63584 inches = 1.87035 meters Since force of gravity would be twice this figure I calculated that the force of gravity would need to be 3.741 m/s² So was this correct or even close ? I then found this page: hypertextbook.com/facts/2004/JahshirahRossi.shtmlOn this page it lists values for gravity on Mars anywhere from 3.7 to 3.8 and mine almost exactly in the middle so could this be correct ? And then I asked myself how would it be possible and how could it even be conceived that The Ancient Egyptians would be using a measure that seemed to be derived on Mars. It was a dilema for I was not about to believe in Martians just yet. I then decided to check what value Earth gravity would give us and since we had done much work on this working on Scott Creighton's gravity cubit I knew that the exact force of gravity on The Giza Plateau was equal to 9.79317 m/s². Dividing this by 2 and multiplying by 39.3701 gave or gives us: 192.7790411085 inches. Dividing by 20.Phi again gives us 9.35002 cubits and to get digits we simply multiply by 28 and we get, for the distance an object falls in one second on The Giza Plateau, and I do hope you allow me a bit of smiling at this point, EXACTLY and I mean exactly 261.80 digits. This number some will immediately recognize as being Phi² x 100 It was inconceivable to me. Yet there is was staring me right in the face ... On Earth The Royal Cubit is EXACTLY equal to the distance an object will fall at Giza in one second divided by 261.80 (Phi² x 100 for the uninitiated) and multiplied by 28. From this we can derive a very simple formula: distance an object will fall at [Giza] in 1 sec ----------------------------------------- x 28 = The Ancient Egyptian CubitPhi² x 100 It is very convincing. However there was still more to discover and on page 88 of his book Clive shows a drawing of how the planets fit onto The Giza Plateau if drawn to scale. It is quite revealing, and at the same time quite beautiful. Here is my more colourful rendition of his concept. Enjoy: Alright so far there is really nothing here that would make a confirmed aetheist change his views but I might suggest what follows might be. Now before I go on I must preface this part with a bit about the figures used. Of a number of sites checked very few agreed with one another so please don't argue from that point of view. Of the 3 or 4 I checked two of the sites agreed with these findings and I wholeheartedly believe they are correct because ... well for now just because. There was an innocent part in Clive's book that I read where he mentions that all the diameters of all 8 planets when added together equal the distance from The Earth to The Moon. This intrigued me and so I added them up and found that they equalled just over 400,000 kilometers. And since the average distance to The Moon is 384,000 it seemed to check quite nicley. However I decided to do some exploring of my own and found the following. It is ... well it is astounding if it is correct and, as I have said earlier, I totally believe now that it is what was intended or actually is ... may I play for you some music of the spheres: I am now starting to study our solar system and am slowly making a few simple discoveries for myself. For example let's add up the sizes of the 8 planets as they relate to Earth size: Mercury = 0.3829 Earths Venus = 0.949 9 Earths Earth = 1.0000 Mars = 0.533 Earths Jupiter = 11.209 Earths Saturn = 9.4492 Earths Neptune = 3.883 Earths Uranus = 4.0118 Earths Total these up and unbelievably, and even I was somewhat shocked when I looked at the answer we have, and I have to ask any of you what are the odds of this happening ... We arrive at the figure of ---------- 31.4188 Earths or 10 x Pi Mind boggling for sure ... 31.4188 31.4159 ------------ 00.0029 ======= Checking a second site I got these figures ... Mercury = 4879.4 km Venus = 12,104 km Earth = 12756.28 Mars = 6794.4 km Jupiter = 142,984 km Saturn = 120,536 km Uranus = 51,118 km Neptune = 49,572 km Pluto = 2320 km =============================================== Mercury = 4879.4 km / 12756.28 = 0.38250963447023740463520712935119 Venus = 12,104 km / 12756.28 = 0.94886597032990809232785733771915 Earth = 1.00000000000000000000000000 Mars = 6794.4 km / 12756.28 = 0.53263177039074087429877675936872 Jupiter = 142,984 km / 12756.28 = 11.208910434703534259204093983512 Saturn = 120,536 km / 12756.28 = 9.4491497521220920205577174536777 Urnaus = 51,118 km / 12756.28 = 4.0072811195740450977871291630475 Neptune = 49,572 km / 12756.28 = 3.8860859121938370747584719056026 Pluto = 2320 km / 12756.28 = 0.18187120383058383792140028284108 =============================================================== Total of 8 planets = 31.415434593784394823569253732274 ================================================================ Total of 9 planets = 31.597305797614978661490654015115 ================================================================ Taken from this site www.kidscosmos.org/kid-stuff/earth-facts.html31.415926535897932384626433832795 31.415434593784394823569253732274 ================================ 00.00049 .... ================================ Total distance = 400744.08 / 31.415434593784394823569253732274 = 12756.280000000000000000000000004 So there we have. Simple and unbelievable and some may already know this but I have never been taught it nor have I ever seen it in print or heard it talked about and how is it that the ancients seemd to know this and further more how is it posisble that it works out that way ? What way ? Well the total diameters of all 8 planets when added together equal 10 x Pi or 31.4159 Earth diameters. When one adds up all the diameters of the 8 planets themselves they equal not only the distance from The Earth to The Moon but also the circumference of our own Planet Earth times 10. In other words if our planet were to role toward the moon it would roll evenly exactly ten times ! Here is a diagram I have done to illustrated the point. All planets are to scale. Now I will profess here to not at all being religious or a "God" fearing man nor did I ever take The Bible seriously but that has all changed for if what I have showed is true then it could only be by a "divine creator" of some description and if you can honestly believe this is just a big co-incidence then what follows will hopefully change your mind and also your heart. Stay tuned for Part II Humbly Don Barone
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Post by Charlotte on Mar 22, 2009 17:09:20 GMT -5
Thanks for all the numbers, Don , helps me a lot, but the planets relationg to the size of the earth, and resulting figure is something to marvel about. It's really hopeful how many people have dedicated themself to the quest of discovery, the goings on in the mundane world is an open book with yellow/brown pages and gets more boring by the day to such minds. I just pretend to live in it. I believe in God, the pagan God of the noble Knights, do good, be courages in the face of adversity, fight for what is right, and help those in need, but I still want to keep my Merzedes... Back to the tombs Fern would no doubt be upset if I changed her wording, but would clarify, "to find the hidden-life - of supposed 'Love-Poetry' beneath the apparant text, and the 'form-buried soul', which "is mutely and rather incoherently pleading for discernment". It is the text construction, intentionally made incoherent, not the incoherent soul which pleads for discernment. Concerning the "warm" tribute to Bacon's "youthful enthusiasm" in 'Lover's Complaint', I would call both something else with no less enthusiasm. What I have written so far, and other references stored in my mind, a better picture is forming. I must need find Henry Blount. We have glanced at three tomb/monuments in Bruton churchyard of men who labored for the common good, viz., the James Nicholson Tomb, Thomas Ludwell Tomb, and the pyramidal "yon old thorn" David Bray Monument. No one knows for sure where the Rebel and his father are buried, and I agree with Mr. Crowder of Glaucester County, VA, that Bacon the Elder and Younger were probably one and the same person. The Bland map and Bland Family plays in considerably. To recap. According to Fern, the records show that the "Documentary Wealth" or "New Age Treasure", or even "National Treasure", of Sir Francis Bacon, was brought in 1635 under great difficulty to Jamestown, VA, by Henry Blount, a direct descendant of Bacon, who upon arrival adopted the name Nathanael Bacon the Elder, the Rebel. It is not known when he was born, only that he was "of Friston Hall". According to official history, Henry Blount was the 4th Earl of Newport (1602-82), son of the Earl of Deven, and with the death of Henry in 1697, the title of Earl of Newport became exinct. Something is amiss here because he adopted the name of Nathaneal Bacon in 1635. Moreover, in 1599, Lettice Knolly, Countess of Essex and cousin of Lizzy, married Sir Christopher Blount and became stepfather of Francis' brother Robert Essex, and Henry is hiding somewhere in these relations, or not. In any case, he sailed for the New World in 1635. The Bacon Rebellion, 1676, instigated by Nathaneal Bacon the Elder, formerly Henry Blount, who would have been 41 when he came to this country, and 74 at the time of the Rebellion. Not even almost close, and I think I know why. During the Rebellion, the Governor of Nova Scotia, New York, Virginia, Maryland, and South Carolina, Francis Nicholson (1665-1727), instrumental in the creation of W and M College and one of its original trustees, oversaw the transfer of the Capital Jamestown to Williamsburg, VA. This date works well as far as I'm concerned. The inscription on the "James" Nicholson Tomb states that he died on January 22, 1773, Francis' birthday being on the same date in 1561, but that too uncertain. The Nicholson Tomb held the key to the location of the old brick Bruton Church, Fern told the officials who came by to restore the new church or some other excuse to stop her. I have been harping about the year 1699: Francis Nicholson, the Governer who was all over the place and involved in the most important events, returned to Virginia. Theodorick Bland made a survey of Williamsburg to which map Nicholson attached a peculiar legend for measurements, the Swiss traveler Franz Luis Michel made the only existing drawing of the old, coffin-like brick Bruton Church, and three years later drew the Christopher Wren Building with 9 miniature replicas of that church on the roof. The "location of the David Bray "yon old thorne" tomb coincides with the place inside of the old foundation where the altar of the former Brick Church would have stood". The foundations remain, under which is located the Masonic Shakespeare Vault of Sir Francis Bacon, says Fern. Christopher Wren, whom Madam Blavatsky held in high esteem, btw, was the nephew of the Bishop of Ely, there is an Ely Harbor in Bermuda, and the David Bray 'thorn' connects Bath in Somerset to Williamsburg via the Wither Book. Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Mar 23, 2009 9:01:13 GMT -5
The Heart of Celestial Fire
Repeating Fern's words:
".... namely, that the David Bray tomb did mark the spot where Lord Bacon's physical remains and perhaps also some of his "mental" remains had found their last resting-place. I kept my thoughts to myself for fear of making the already incredulous more incredulous."
Not too long ago, I read a similar shirt bit, viz., that Bacon himself came to his New Atlantis and lived to be well over 100, but I remember the author drew on Fern's work, and maybe others. Nevertheless, we can discern from informed and illuminated writers through the centuries, men, women, and Poets contemporary with Francis, that the historical account of his death is dead.
Omitting all names, save Bacon's, necessary, dates and localities, the sources official and conflicting history, so that only a pattern and the essence of identity, mysterious and utterly complex entity, emerges.
I quote at random and verbatim
"Bacon was appointed commandor-in-chief to the universal satisfaction of the people, who made the town ring with their joyous acclamations, and hailed "the darling of their hopes" as the appointed defender of Virginia."
"His eloquence could animate the coldest heart, he had not yielded the love of freedom to the enthusiasm of royalty, was well educated, possessing a pleasant address, and a powerful elocution, he had rapidly risen to distinction in Virginia. Quick of apprehension, brave, choleric, yet discrét in action, the young and wealthy planter carried to the banks of the James river the liberal ideas which the instinct of human freedom had already whispered to every emmigrant, and which naturally sprung up amidst the equalities of the wilderness."
"The people being much exasperated, and General Bacon by his address and eloquence having gained an absolute dominion over their hearts, they unanimously resolved that not a hair of his head should be touched, much less that they should surrender him as a rebel. Therefore they kept their arms, and instead of proceeding against the Indians they marched back to Jamestown, directing their fury against such of their friends and countrymen as should oppose them...."
"In Memoriam, Nathanael Bacon, the younger, General and Member of the Governor's Council.... Originator of his socalled Rebellion, whose influence in the foundation of the Spirit of Americanism is immeasurable-the Washington of his day, popular and patriotic, whose magnanimity strongly contrasted with Berkeley's malignity. A soldier, a statesmen, a saint-Gloucester, who honors the noble dead, and cherishes the memory of kingly men, and in whose soil the body of Bacon is said to sleep, erects this monument to the great patriot, by authority of the Circuit Court, through the generosity of friends."
".... of no obscure family. Upon his first coming into Virginia he was made one of the Council, the reason of that advancement (all on a sudden) being best known to the Governor, which honor made him the more considerable in the eyes of the Vulgar, and gave some advantage to his pernicious design. He was . . .indifferent tall but slender, blackhair'd and of an omnious, pensive, melancholy aspect, of a pestilent & and prevalent Logical discourse tending to atheism in most companyes, not given to much talke, or to make sudden repayes, of a most imperious and dangerous hidden Pride of heart, despising the wisest of his neighbours for their ignorance, and very ambitious and arrogant. But all these things lay hid in him till after he was a councilor, and until he became powerful & popular."
"When the rebel heard" - "he addressed his followers with warmth, saying, "It vexes me to the heart that, while I am hunting wolves and tigers that destroy our lands, I should myself be persued as a savage. Shall a person wholly devoted to his King and countrymen who hazard their lives against the public enemy - deserve the appelation of 'rebels' and 'traidors'? The whole country is witness to our peaceable behavior. But those in authority, how have they optained their estates? Have the not devoured the common treasury? What arts, what sciences,what learning have they promoted? I appeal to the King of the Parliament, where the cause of the people will be heard impartially."
Power to the People and a great day!
Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Mar 24, 2009 9:30:12 GMT -5
Sorry, I did give dates but deleted them, and realize that a name and printing of informational data is necessary sometimes.
"No one knows for certain when Bacon was born, an earlier attribution as the Nathanael Bacon born in - or - appears spurious, based on no firm foundation, although widely repeated in later literature including Encyclopædia Britannica. The 1922 edition of the Dictionary of National Biography does not give him a specific birthday but does say he was "of Friston Hall". Although his father is said to be - in a contemporay document, his mother is not named and is unknown. She is not - (even though this is repeated in many books)".
"Under the circumstances, Bacon felt himself compelled to lead the revolution. He invited the Virginians to meet in convention at the Middle Plantation. The best men in the colony where there. They debated and deliberated on a warm August day from noon until midnight. Bacon's eloquence and logic led them to take an oath to support their leader in subdoing the Indians, and again he went against the Indians."
Only some of this last paragraph is logical in the bigger picture.
Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on May 29, 2009 12:32:59 GMT -5
My goal in trying to sort out who was who as regards the main Personages at the time of the colonization of Virginia is to happen on concrete information about Francis Bacon himself being in America.
Firstly prompted by personal conversations with Fern, and her stating that Lord Bacon's physical remains may rest under yon aged Thorn, the pyramidal shaped tombstone of David Bray at Bruton Churchyard, the Church formerly called "Christ Church St. David", travels of men between England and Virginia, and their activities, and a hundred etcetera's, belongs in the realm of the possible.
Names, dates, anagrams, and inscriptions on monuments, verses in Gray's "Elegy Written for a Churchyard", the Epitaph of the Elegy, plus all in the previous paragraph, and then some, bring it to the realm of probability.
Moreover, it strikes me strange that Francis Bacon and the Rebel Nathaniel Bacon are described of almost identical temperament, eloquence in speech, intellect and wit, in the latter two however, Francis peerless, I must say, and both Men loved and adulated beyond the norm by their contemporaries.
Fern writes:
"Livingly time-perpetuated for centuries, therefore, the New Age Undertaking (Reformation of the whole World instigated by the Masonic Shakespeare Group under the leadership of Francis) is in need of perpetual physical and mental nourishing, until the pre-designated time of lawful discernment." The spiders weaving.
Some of these I wrote before, but have to get into the rhythm again.
Verses from the Elegy
Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as wandering near her sacred bower Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Beneath those rugged elms, that yewtree's shade Where heaves of turf in many a moldering heap Each in his narrow cell forever laid The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power And all that beauty, all that wealth ever gave Await alike the inevitable hour The paths of glory lead but to the grave
Nor you ye Proud impute to these the fault If memory over their tombs no trophies raise Where through the long drawn aisles and fretted Vault The pealing anthem swells the note to praise
Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honor's voice provoke the silent dust Or Flattery soothe the dull, cold ear of Death?
My emphasis in bold.
Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed Or waked to ecstacy the living lyre:
But knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did never unroll Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial currents of the Soul,
The applause of listening Senates to command The threats of pain and ruin to despise To scatter plenty over a smiling land And read their history in a nation's eyes
Their lot forbade. Nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne And shut the gates of Mercy on Mankind!
The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide To quench the blushes of ingenious shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxery & Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame
Their names, their years, spelled by the unlettered Muse The place of flame and elegy supply And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die.
For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey This pleasing anxious being ever resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day Nor cast one longing lingering look behind
On some found breast the parting Soul relies Some pious drops the closing eye requires Even from the tomb the voice of Nature cries Even in our ashes live their wonted fires!
For thee, who mindful of the unhonored dead Doest in these lines their artless tale relate If chance, by lonely contemplation led Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate.
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 1, 2009 9:37:39 GMT -5
To the "engenious Mr. David Bray, merchant of Virginia....".
More mental nourishing
THE EPITAPH (from Gray's Elegy)
Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to fortune and to fame unkown Fair Science frowned not at his humble birth And melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty and his Soul sincere Heaven did a recompense as largely send He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven, tw's all he wished, a Friend No farther seek his merits to disclose Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling Hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Fern anticipated in the greater, i.e., Collective Humanity, what is our concern individually in "The Secrets of the Universe"
She writes:
"Bruton Earth Churchyard is pregnant with the Easter-Mystery of anticipated New Age Resurrection and living, human-collective Rebirth. Rebirth to reborn waking for long anticipated, long worked for, prepared and hoped for, post Christian World and Family enlightenment."
As we witness
Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 2, 2009 11:40:05 GMT -5
Some had Sir Francis die of a cold April 9, 1626, some have him live on in Germany as Johann Valentin Andreae (a spider just ran across my open book page), but for those of us who truly love him, Francis is Immortal.
"In April 1626, Sir Francis Bacon came to Highgate near London, and died at the empty (except for the caretaker) Arundel mansion. A famous and influential account of the circumstances of his death was given by John Aubrey in his Brief Lives. Aubrey has been criticized for his evident credulousness in this and other works; on the other hand, he knew Thomas Hobbes, the philosopher and friend of Bacon. Aubrey's vivid account, which portrays Bacon as a martyr to eperimental scientific method, has him journeying to Highgate through the snow with the King's physician when he is suddenly inspired by the possibility of using the snow to preserve meat. "They were resolved they would try the experiment presently. They alighted out of the coach and went into a por women's house at the bottom of Highgate hill, and bought a fowl, and made the women exenterate it." After stuffing the fowl with snow, he happened to contract a fatal case of pneumonia. Some people, including Aubrey, consider these two contiguous, possibly coincidental events as related and causitive of his death. The snow so chilled him that he immediately fell so extremely ill, that he could not return to his Lodging ... but went to the Earl of Arundel's house at Highgate, where they put him into ... a damp bed that had not been layn-in ... which gave him such a cold that in 2 or 3 days as I remember Mr Hobbes told me, he died of Suffocation."
The Earl of Arundel was a friend of Francis, but why would Francis and the King's physician travel to the Earl's mansion, given Arundel was not there, only the caretaker? On the way, Francis, at the age of 66, is "suddenly inspired" by the thought that snow could preserve meat, asked the Doctor if he thought that was possible, and the Doctor, impressed by the brainstorm, said, "let's try it forthwith". They spied a house on the bottom of the hill where happened to live a poor women with fowl, some say it was a chicken, made her to kill and clean it, and while stuffing it with snow, Francis contracted pneumonia. I don't know what the writer of the article means by Arundel and other people considering "these two contiguous" and "coincidental events" causing Francis' death. Perhaps the "exenterating" of a fowl and the chilling snow, and the "damp bed" no one has lay'n in exacerbated matters. So this is the story John Aubrey remembers as told to him by Mr. Hobbes.
At any event, Francis had long since made all Knowledge his Province, and when I say "the World belongs to Francis", it is ever so gratifying to have the likes of Ralph W. Emerson agree:
"He explored every region...with the waste and the uncultivated tracts and predicts departments of literature that did not then exist. He would put his Atlantien hands to heave the whole globe of the sciences from their rest, expose all the gulfs and continents of error, and with creative hand remodel and reform the whole."
"Being unwittingly on his deathbed", Francis himself wrote a more telling account to Arundel:
"My very good Lord,--I was likely to have had the fortune of Caius Plinius the elder, who lost his life by trying an experiment about the burning of Mount Vesuvius; for I was also desirous to try an experiement or two touching the conservation and induration of bodies. As for the experiment itself, it succeeded excellently well; but in the journey between London and Highgate , I was taken with such a fit of casting as I know not whether it were the Stone, or some surfeit cold, or indeed a touch of them all three. But when I came to your Lordships House, I was not able to go back, and therefore was forced to take up my lodging here, where your houskeeper is very careful and diligent about me, which I assure myself your Lordship will not only pardon towards him, but think the better of him for it. For indeed your Lordship's House was happy to me, and I kiss your noble hands for the welcome which I am sure you give me to it. I know how unfit it is for me to write with any other hand than my own, but by my troth my fingers are so disjointed with sickness that I cannot steadily hold a pen."
Sounds as though the housekeeper wrote these words on Francis' behest. Furthermore, Francis says nothing about stuffing a fowl with snow, but only that he was desirous to try an experiemt or two on preserving the body, that it succeeded exellently well, that during the journey to Highgate he was taken with a fit of casting and cannot tell whether it was the success of the experiment, the Stone, or a surfeit cold, or indeed a touch of them all three. Clever Francis.
Sir Bacon's close Friend and Chaplin gives this account:
"He died on the ninth day of April in the year 1626, in the early morning of the day then celebtated for our Saviour's resurrection, in the sixty-sixth year of his age, at the Earl of Arundel's house in Highgate, near London, to which place he casually repaired about a week before; God so ordained that he should die there of a gentle fever, accidentally accompanied with a great cold, wherby the defluxion of rheum fell so plentifully upon his breast, that he died of suffocation."
Francis repaired casually to Highgate. Of course, I would go with with the latter two accounts, for the wiki writer of the first account also writes:
At his April 1626 funeral, over thirty great minds collected together their eulogies of him. It appears from these that he was not only loved deeply, but there was something about his character which led men of even the stature of Ben Jonson to hold him in reverence and awe."
Judging by these words, this something about his character is unfathomable by lightyears to the writer, and schloars who merely call Sir Francis Bacon a Philosopher, Statesman, Member of Parliament, Essayist, Lawer, Scientist, great Orator and such.
Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 3, 2009 13:29:37 GMT -5
Lord Byron
"Words are things; and a small drop of ink, falling like a dew upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think."
One last account
"Francis Bacon died in the arms of Sir Julius Caesar, and of his funeral no account can be found, nor is there any trace of the site of the house where he died; yet Lovejoy states: "A few friends, faithful among the faithless, enthusiastic young deciples, among whom was Hobbes, the then budding philosopher of Malmesbury, Sir Thomas Meautys, his devoted chaplain Rawley, and servants whom adversity could not alienate, composed the [funeral] train which followed greatness to its last resting place." It has been said that Bacon was buried in the same grave with his mother, in St. Michael's church, however, today's St. Albanians differ. On a research visit of the summer of 2008, the supervisors of St. Michaels affirm that no body of Bacon or of his mother is buried there."
The search for a coffin of Francis was also unsuccessful owing to it was hidden under the Trinity Church in New York City, metaphorically, as is clearly shown in "National Treasure". Lord Byron states that the train of Bacon lovers "followed greatness to its last resting place", not a coffin with Francis inside. All some such persons, including Francis himself, do much double speak.
Sir Julius Caesar (1557/58-1636), was a Judge and Politician, his father, the Italian Cesare Adelmore, was physician to Queen Mary and Queen Elizabeth, daughters of Henry VIII.
The house in question is that of the Earl of Arundel, a handsome man, has a special place in my heart and memory for I know not why. He has a place of honor here beside my desk and is looking at me with a certain sadness in his eyes from a postcard I bought in London, where a Street is named after him close to Somerset House, Residence of Princess Elizabeth while Leicester courted the Lady.
Thomas Howard, 21st Earl of Arundel, Surrey and Norfolk, (1585-1646), was a friend of Francis, a lover of art, Greek and Roman sculptors, books and antique jewelry, and what have you I'm sure, paintings of Leonardo, Raphael, Rubens, Holler, Dürer, and others, collected during his travels as special envoy of Charles I. The "Arundel Marbles".
In 1606, the Earl married Lady Alathea Talbot, Countess of Arundel, daughter of Gilbert Talbot and his wife Mary Cavendish. Lady Alathea the sister of Mary Herbert, Countess of Pembroke, sister of Sir Philip Sidney, their mother the sister of Leicester, Francis' father. Mary Herbert, next to the Queen herself, the most educated Lady in England, close friend of John Dee et all, and Alchemist in her own Right, meaning my friend Arundel was not merely a prominent Courtier and art collector. What is more, Sir Philip courted and was inspired by Penelope Devereux, all sorts of Court associations here, the future Penelope Blount, and it is Henry Blount bringing in 1635 the documentay wealth of Francis to America, whose exact identity I have been looking for.
Alethea of Arundel other sister, Elizabeth Grey, Countess of Kent, shared the love of the secrets of Nature. "After her death, her collection of medial recipes was published as A Choice Manuel, or Rare Secrets in Physick and Chirurgery Collected and Practiced by the Right Honourable the Countess of Kent, late deceased." Alethea's recipes of "the use of herbs and other foodstuffs for medical purposes - were published under the title Natura Exenterata".
Some of the core of alchemical Practitioners.
Thomas Hobbes, who told the Francis catching a cold while stuffing a fowl story to John Aubrey, was "a secretary (and) particular favorite when Francis (how dare someone else call Lord Bacon, Francis) was Lord Chancellor, and he would regularely walk with Francis in the gardens and woods of Gorhambury whilst francis reflected on nature and dictated his thoughts to him."
Mr. Hobbes, whose Mother's name is unknown, and "childhood almost a complete blank", probably because he was taught "between the ages of four and eight by a young man called Robert Latimer (and) a Good Graecian", later translating Homers Odyssey and Iliad, was interested in history, geometry, physics of gases, theology, ethics, philosophy, human nature, and political science. He had to flee Lodon due to "a fight with a clergyman out side his own church - was little attracted by the scholastic learning - followed his own carriculum", like Francis, "was recommended by Sir James Hussey as tudor to William, the son of William Cavendish, (relation to the three sisters mentioned afore) later Earl of Dovenshire, and began a life-long connection with that family."
A sort of Rebel fitting right in the circle. He visited Florence in 1636, debated philosophy in Paris, and tudered Charles, Prince of Wales, in mathematics. That is Charles II, King of England, Scotland, and Ireland, Knight of the Garter, "known as the Merry Monarch, in reference to both the liveliness and hedonism of his court - enacted anti-Puritan laws - designed a code to shore up the position of the re-established Church of England", but "converted to Roman Catholisism on his deathbed."
As a patron of the arts and sciences, a founding member of the Royal Society, " a scientific group whose early members included Robert Hooke, Robert Boyle and Sir Isaac Newton, and the Royal Observatory, Greenwich, and personal patron of Sir Christopher Wren", gave "licenses to permit women to play female roles on stage", Charles II fits in with the crowd.
Merry Charles "acknowledged at least 12 illegitimate children by various mistresses", and that is where the liniage of the Lee's comes in, as in Henry Lee III, Light Horse Harry, born in Dumfries, Virginia, who caught my attention a while back.
Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 5, 2009 11:56:06 GMT -5
Shakespeare is Lord of those who see We ask and ask, he smiles Out-topping knowledge
SOW Son Of Wisdom
Francis Bacon, Viscount St. Alban, Baron Verulam
The uncertainties pertaining to Francis' death and funeral has scholars ask and ask, and look at all circumstantional evidence for several centuries to find a definitive answer as to the whereabouts of his physical remains. I am among those who are convinced that Francis left England for Germany and was active there under the name of Johann Valentin Andreae, or John Valentine Andrea.
This can be gleaned by Dr. Rawley's account that Francis died on April 9, 1626, "in the early morning of the day then celebrated for our Saviour's resurrection....", and Alfred Dodd writes: "It is said that Francis Bacon fled to the Continent at Easter 1626...." The date may chosen as Easter being the time of rebirth. Fern adds weight to this by stating that Francis was the Christ Representative on Earth.
It brings us to the great Rosicrucian movement in the heart of Europe, streching from the Netherlands to Germany, Austria, Bohemia, France, and Italy. The center and circumference of the movement were Princess Elizabeth, daughter of King James I, and Fredeick V, Elector of Rhinepfalz. Francis was fond of the Royal Couple and they of him, and to support the RC endeavor to reform the whole World which he could not do in England, Francis was compelled to come to the Continent, not to forget that he was the Illustrious Founder of the Order.
Writing about the Earl of Arundel yesterday, I forgot to note that the Gentleman accompanied Princess Elizabeth to the Netherlands, and that he and Lady Alethea, his wife, were present at the festivities in Heidelberg, a city I climbed to the famous Castle, a city dear to every German's heart, perhaps a remembrance of those days. In our 101 Fests we sing:
Since Latona has given an Argosy of names, relationships, and events, I would like to give an account of the same from another perspective and somewhat easer on the mind. Mr. Dodd writes:
"This is a facsimile of the English Translation of the Fama, perhaps the most famous of the three Rosicrucian Booklets published in Germany about the year 1610. The first was entitled The Universal Reformation of the Whole Wide World; the second, The Fama Fraternitatis of the Meritorious Order of the Rosicrosse addressed to the Learned in General, and to the Governors of Europe; the third, the Confessio Fraternitaties. The chief point of interest is that the three booklets were obviously written by one pen and that they announce that a Society had been founded "to establish a true Philosophy" based on a Brotherhood of Ethics and Education. The author added the "the Order had different degrees; that not only Princes, men of rank, rich men, but also mean and inconsiderable persons were admitted to their communion provided their purposes were pure and disinterested, and that the Order had a peculiar language; and that out of all ranks a Society was composed having for its object the general welfare of mankind and persuing it in secret.
"The Booklets created an immense stir and uproar on the Continent, being denounced as subversive to Church and State. They were anonymous but the reputed author was John Valentine Andrea, a celebrated theologen of Würtenberg. But the fact is that Andrea never claimed these writings as his and expressly disavowed them."
In "The Rosicrucian Elightenment", Frances Yates writes: "Of the manifestos he (Andreae) uses expressions like 'theludibrium of the vain Fama', or the ludibrium of the fictitous Rosicrucian Fraternity." Ludibrium in French being 'une farce', and "Andreae himself has told us that the whole thing was a joke." Not.
Mr. Dodd continous:
"The truth is that they were written as propaganda booklets by Francis Bacon, and, since it would be to dangerous to publish them in a small place like England, they first ran in manuscripts here, (on the Continent) secretely passing from hand to hand, were then translated by Andrea and published in German, and eventually were Englished and printed by "Eugenius Philalethes," the pen-name of Thomas Vaughan, a Mystic, a Freemason and a Rosicrucian, who knew the secret Authorship and printed it on the Title Page for those who had eyes to read. . . . "Lo! A Prince! Frater Francis Bacon."
A photograph was given to Mr. Dodd "before the war when Frau Von le Coq lived in Berlin." It is "a remarkable photograph. It is said that Francis Bacon fled to the Continent at Easter 1626, and that he did not die but went to live with the Andrea family. Frau Von le Coq was allowed to take a photograph by the permission of the Andrea descendants. Here we get Masonic and Rosicrucian Emblems. It is in short a Masonic Picture and the man in the centre is believed to be Francis Bacon as a very old man. The singular thing is that here we have two shields, out of the many that surround the portrait, which simply contain the letters "F.B."
Frau Von le Coq assured Mr. Dodd "that the Andrea possessors of the picture were quite uncertain that it was a picture of Andrea and could give no explanation of what the "F.B." stood for . . . apart from Francis Bacon, for whom Andrea was a field-worker to propagate his secret Order."
Take all this away, but give me only the involvement of Eugenius Philalethes, with whom I had instant affinity at a time I had to look up how to spell the word Philosophy, and that just by looking at his name, picking up a booklet and reading to my utter delight:
I, being an anonymous adept, a lover of learnin, and a philosopher, have decreed to write this little treatise of medical, chemical, and physical arcana, in the year 1645 after the Birth of Christ, and in the 23rd year of my age, to assist in conducting my straying brethren out of the labyrinth of error, and with the further object of making myself known to other Sages, holding aloft a torch which may be visible far and wide to those who are groping in the darkness of ignorance." And handed me a thread.
Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 6, 2009 14:19:45 GMT -5
A few more peculiarities Sir Thomas Meautys, who, according to Lovejoy was in the funeral train "following greatness to its resting place", was one of "Francis Bacon's secretaries when he was Lord Chancellor. Meautys became a personal friend of Francis and married the granddaughter of Sir Nicholas Bacon, Francis' half-brother." Sir Nicholas Bacon was Foster Father to Francis, not his half-brother. The monument to Francis at St. Michael Church at Alban "was erected by the care and graditude of Sir Thomas Meautys, Knight, Bacon's secretary." The Epitaph on the Marble Monument was written by Sir Thomas Wooten. FRANCISUS BACON DE VERAS ALB VIC
Who after all Natural Wisdom And Secrets of Civil Life he had unfolded Nature's Law fulfilled-- Let Compounds be desolved! In the year of our Lord 1626, aged 66.
Of such a man, that the memory Might remain, Thomas Meautys Living his Attendant, dead his Admirer Places this Monument. Generally speaking, a Baconian is one who acknowledges that Francis Bacon wrote the Works of Shakespeare, as opposed to a Stratfordian who vehemently denies such. The Baconian Roderick Eagle writes: "That Bacon was buried, in accordance with his own wish, in St. Michael's Church is well attested by the desecration of his skull by Dr. King of Albans, when the remains were exposed at the funeral of Sir Thomas Meautys. (Bacon's secretary) The incident is recorded in The History of King Charles by H.L. Esquire in 1656. and also in Fuller's "Worthies, 1662". The occurrence is well authenticated, and provides sufficient proof that Bacon was buried in St. Michael's Church, and that Sir Thomas Meautys lies in an adjoyning grave. Presumedly Dr. King was a physician who attended Meautys who died in 1649. Dr. King was one of the Governors of St. Alban School, and he was also a Justice of Peace." Typos are not mine here, and the entire pragraph is vague, sounds like Dr. King witnessed the descration of a skull when Meautys was laid to rest in an "adjoyning" grave, meaning Bacon and Meautys lay side by side, which I can't even imagine. John Aubrey, who related the story of Francis dying of a cold while stuffing a fowl as told to him by Hobbes, writes a strange sentence: "This October 1681, it rang over all St. Alban that Sir Harbottle Grimstone, Master of the Rolls, had removed the coffin of this most renowned Lord Chancellor to make room for his owne to lay-in the vault there at St. Michael's Church." Sir Grimston's death is given in 1685, in which case Grimstone removed Francis' coffin four years before his own death, in which case why didn't he remove Meautys also, who according to all this died 23 years later, in which case Sir Grimstone and Meautys then lay side by side. Unlikely that Sir Grimstone, brazen enough to remove Francis' coffin to make room for his own, would be buried next to a lesser than the Lord Chancellor. In any case, there is no mention what happened to Francis' coffin, only that it is not at St. Michael's Church as affirmed by the supervisors there. I have to adhere to the learned Hobbes, who was the originator of the fowl in the snow story. He did not accompany Francis on the journey to Highgate, but the King's physician did, is written. How close a friend he was to Francis can be gleaned by them walking the grounds at Gorhambury contemplating Nature, and confidant, in that Francis dictated his thoughts to him. Considering this and the letter Francis wrote to another good friend, the Earl of Arundel, and some other things, who could doubt that Francis could at any time be "suddenly inspired" to conduct an experiemt or two. To make an unnoticed transition from his life in England, where he had done all he can, to the Continent, Pliny's experiment on the conservation and enduration of bodies came in handy. The story had a double meaning. Pliny the Elder, "experimenting about the burning Mt. Vesuvius", is said to have died inhaling the poisonous gases, but his companions were not thus effected. Another account states that he had a slave kill him after the experiemt, I forgot why. It is thought that Pliny's father was an Augur, "one who looks at birds", maybe teaching his son Augury, and it occurred to me that the fowl may have been a bird. Francis writes to Arundel that the experiment "succeeded exellently well", but on the journey was taken with a fit of casting and knew not whether it were the Stone or a surfeit cold, or the experiment itself, or all three that made him ill. I don't know how a stone could have made him sick, so it must have been a chill in the air, but he intimates that he didn't write the letter because his fingers were unusable. It was Easter morning when he supposedly died, and I can imagine him saying to Arundel: "Let us leave for Germany to begin our work anew." Adding to this Frau Von le Coq's account to Mr. Dodd, that Johannes Valentin Andrea, a German Theologen (1586-1654), was a "field-worker" for Francis, "to propagate his secret Order", one could conjecture that Francis was "adopted" by the Andrea Family, 'tis untenable however, as this Andrea himself is given to have written the Manifestos and Chemical Wedding. No matter the confusion, the evident myriad of events of the time cannot be written in simple coherency, and all that transpired behind the scenes is scarcely comprehensible by literal writers of history. As Francis himself lived a "double" life, as Utter Barrister, Parliamentarian, Adviser to the Queen, mediating, directing, overseeing and foreseeing all matters of the State, and the World, in Francis language: "I differ with the Lords of Parliament but in circumstance of Time and Manner, which methinks should be no greater matter, since there is Variety allowed in Council, as a discord in Musick, to make it more perfect." Implying in few words that he knew the method to a perfect State, and World, his grand Vision set forth in New Atlantis. The parallel life kept from public view, he shared with his half-brother Anthony, his "Comforte", his at times impetous brother Essex, and his Good Pens. Few were privy to his third, his wholly private life as a man and lover, and none to his in the Divine Realm attended by Angelic Agencies, or his mind, fathom- and limitless. To my own satisfaction I have proved that Francis did not die on April 9, 1626. Charlotte PS I'm pretty sure I heard Obama say yesterday, that "mistakes must be allowed in the Peace process" between Israel and Palestine, to perfect it.
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 8, 2009 11:19:20 GMT -5
King Charles II of England, the Earls of Lichfield, and the Lee's of Virginia "Henry Lee III, (1756-1818) was an American patriot who served as Governor of Virginia and as the Virginia Representative to the Uninets States Congress." He was born near Dumfries, Virginia, British America, studied law at Princeton, and "served as a cavalry officer in the Continental army" during which time he "earned the sobriquet of "Light Horse Harry" for his horsemanship." Henry Light Horse Harry, who looks one sternly in the eye, en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Lee_IIIcaught my attention in particular, for he "descended once from King John of England, twice from King Edward the First of England, once from Jean Brienne of Jerusalem, twice from King Edward III of England, and once from King Pedro I of Castile." A most illustrious Ancestry. He was a distant cousin to Frederick Bland of Bland Map fame, described in the beginning, his great-grandmother was Mary Bland. The Bland's, Bacon's, and Lee's were of the first families in Virginia. A Robert E. Lee family resides in a gated community close to where I live, I drive by many times but haven't had the courage to stop as if out of the blue to ask if they are descendants of the Earls of Lichfield, therefore King Charles II. The home of the Earls of Lichfield is Shougborough Hall, the man behind Shougborough being Thomas Anson who commissioned the Shepherds Monument. The lineage of the Earls of Lichfield is alive in Thomas Patrick John Anson, the 5th Earl of Lichfield, born in 1939. There are three creations of the Title. King Charles II, the "Merry Monarch" tutored by Thomas Hobbes of stuffing a fowl in the snow fame of the past few posts, and Good Pen of Francis Bacon, "created Sir Edward Henry Lee Bt, Viscount Quarendon and Earl of Lichfield", the 1st Earl, who in 1667 married Lady Charlotte Fitzroy, become Countess of Lichfield, his illegitimate daughter by his mistress Barbara Villiers. She was the fourth child of the King and Villiers, whom "he acknowledged as his daughter and so she bore the surname Fitzroy - "son of the King." Strange not to have given a feminine connotation such as Lottroy. Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 9, 2009 16:10:19 GMT -5
I love when my namesake comes up, makes me daft and giddy alike, but I know the import of "son of the King" as it stands and not be changed, and though I suffer even more from delusions of grandeur since National Treasure, I actually did since about the age of ten when compelled to living a double life by overhearing a few words about a Wolfram having been "over there" where I walked frequently. Peculiar how a name can impress the mind, stay front and center demanding attention, and so it was that I distinctly sensed Wolfram behind a gate to a Castle hidden by trees and dense shrubbery, round which was a Sumpf known as Eschenbach, at which time the mundane world receded as unreal and the unknown and mystical became my Reality amidst the tyranny of the Catholic Church like a dark cloud obscuring the Light. Being a child I couldn't define it then, my escape was to stand as long as I thought I wouldn't arouse suspicion at a small wooden bridge close to the Castle trying to grasp a thread to Wolfram, but the water distorted all impressions and swept them from my mind, until next time and so on. 'Tis not a digression but part of a manu mental picture, inclusive of the following.
Charlotte Lee, illegitimate daughter of Charles II, King of England, was the favorite niece of his successor James II, and I think I read somewhere that Thomas Anson was also fond of her, as I too think highly of the remarkable man. Despite being a bastad, Charles loved, adored, and valued this his daughter more than any of his other 11 children he acknowledged.
Charlotte "was strikingly beautiful, a sweet natured and pleasing person; one memoirist attests to that assumption, describing Lady Lichfield as a "very good and virtuous lady." You must agree it describes me perfectly, though I am likely a hair's breadth more so, just to overtop things. She did, however, have a slight cynical streak inherited from her mother Barbara Villiers/Palmer.
"Lady Charlotte was contracted to Sir Edward Lee shortly before her tenth birthday and mariied at thirteen years of age." Her husband Sir Edward, son of Sir Francis Henry Ditchley and Elizabeth Pope, "was created Earl of Lichfield at about the age of ten as a result" of the contract. Charlotte and Edward had "at least eleven children", good grief! One of their daughters, Charlotte Lee, Lady of Baltimore, married Benedict Leonard Calvert and bore him six children, her second marriage to Christopher Crowe produced four more children. And that's not the half of the Lee's, progeny of King Charles II.
"The family of Lee is one of the most ancient in a. d. 1066 the records of the English Peerage; and its generation can be traced back to the earliest history of our own, and of our mother country.
"In the eleventh century, we find the name Launcelot Lee, Loudon, France, as an honored associate of William the Conquerer, going over to England with the chieftain, and distinguishing himself at the battle of Hastings.
"We thus learn that the family is of Norman origin, which is confirmed by the Christian names of many of its branches. The following brief notice of Launcelot Lee is extracted from an old manuscript once in the possession of the Rev. William F. Lee of Virginia: -
"The Lee Family of Virginia is the youngest branch of one of the oldest families in England", its founder Launcelot Lee.
A time span of thousand years from Launcelot to the Robert E. Lee family residing close to where I live, rounding our history, events instigated and perpetuated by Kings, Knights, and the likes of Wolfram, scarsely comprehensible and probably of no interest to anyone but me for it belongs to the Masonic Shakespeare Treasure at Bruton Church Yard and the People of the World.
Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 11, 2009 8:56:22 GMT -5
The grandmother of Henry Lee III, Light Horse Harry, was Mary Bland, who was a great-aunt of President Thomas Jefferson, and he, Harry, descended once from King John of England. King John of England (1166-1216) was the youngest son of King Henry II of England and Eleanor , Duchess of Aquitaine, of the House of Plantagenet, and brother of Richard I, the Lionhearted. Generally, King John is described in an unfavorable light. For my purpose, "During his lifetime John acquired two epithets. One was "Lackland" (French: Sans Terre), because, as his fathers youngest son, he did not inherit land of his family's holdings, and because as king he lost English terretories to France. The other was "Soft-sword", for his alleged military ineptitude." So they write. John was more interested in hunting a stag as shown on an image. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_of_England"Apart from entering popular legend as an enemy of Robin Hood, he is perhaps best known for having aquiesced -to the barons of English nobility- to seal Magna Carta, a document" subjecting the Kings to the law of the land. I think it was his father, Henry II, who instituted Habeas corpus, because when referring to the Magna carta, John says several times as my father did before me. "As a child, John was betrothed to Alais (pronounced 'Alice'), daughter and heiress of Humbert III of Savoy. It was hoped that by this marriage the Angevin", or Plantagenet, "dynasty would extend its influence beyond the Alps, because John was promised the inheritance of Savoy, the Piemonte, Maurienne, and the other possessions of Count Humbert." King John, then, was influenced by "Humbert III, who reigned from 1149 to 1189...was a man of irresolute spirit who was disconsolate at being born a prince and preferred the seclusion of a monastery. He only renounced his chosen state of celibacy so as to give his land an heir." Having only two daughters by his third wife, the nobles and citizens of Savoy"prevailed upon him to marry a fourth time, and this wife, Beatrice, produced the son who would ultimately succeed him." The Coat of Arms of the early Counts of Savoy en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humbert_III_of_SavoyAn overview of John's mother King John's mother was Eleanor of Aquitaine, (1122-1204) "one of the wealthiest and most powerful women in Western Europe during the High Middle Ages. She was the patroness of such literary figures as Wace, Benoit de Sainte-Morre, and Chrétien de Troyes. "Eleanor succeeded her father as suo jure Duchess of Aquitaine and Countess Poitiers at the age of fifteen, and thus became the most eligible bride in Europe. Three month after her accession she married Luis, son and junior co-ruler of her guardian, King Luis VI. As Queen of the Franks, she participated in the unsuccessful Second Crusade." Benoit de Sainte-Moore was a French Poet who dedicated a 40,000 line Poem "The Romance of Troy", a retelling of the Trojan War, to Eleanor. This is the Troy Schlieman didn't find. Wace "as a Norman, would have had great interest in the life of the Virgin, for the Normans were among the first in France to establish the feast of the Immaculate Conception". Everyone knows Chrétien de Troyes and "our Bavarian" Wolfram. King John of England, then, was surrounded by Luminaries of the 12th century Renaissance. Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on Jun 13, 2009 12:15:51 GMT -5
The thousand year Pedigree of the Lee Family Secondly, Henry Lee III Light Horse Harry, descended twice from King Edward I of England (1239-1307), also of the House of Plantagent. Images are telling en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_I_of_EnglandHe descended once from King Jean or John de Brienne (1170-1237), a French nobleman. "Destined originally for the Church, he preferred to become a knight, and in fourty years of tournaments and fights he had won (for) himself a considerable reputation...". He then married Maria Montferrat and became King of Jerusalem. "After (a) last feat of arms, which has perhaps been exaggerated by the Latin chroniclers, who compared him to Hector and the Maccabees, John died in the habit of a Franciscan friar. An aged paladin, somewhat uxorious and always penniless, he was a typical knight errant, whose wanderings led him all over Europe, and planted him successively on the thrones of Jerusalem and Constantinople." This being so, I don't think the Latin chroniclers exaggerated. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_of_BrienneHenryLee descended twice from King Edward III of England (1312-1377), who was crowned at the age of fourteen - one of the most successful monarchs of the Middle Ages", and Founder of the Order of the Garter. "Edward was a temperamental man, but also capable of great clemency. He was, in most ways, a conventional king, mainly interested in warfare." Conventional? "Highly revered in his own time and for centuries after, Edward was denounced as an irresposible adventurer by later Whig historians." I am glad "this view has turned, and modern historiography credits him with many achievments." en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_III_of_EnglandHenry Lee was once descended from King Pedro of Castile (1334-1369), known as the Cruel, or the Lawful, the latter title given to him as an Executer of Justice. "Apologists wer found to say that he had only killed men who themselves would not submit to the law or respect the rights of others. Pedro had his supporters. Even Ayala confessed that the king's fall was regretted by merchants, who enjoyed security under his rule. "Geoffrey Chaucer visited Castile during Pedro's reign and lamented the monarch's death in Monk's Tale", being "the medieval idea of the protagonist is victim rather than hero raised up and then cast down by the workings of Fortune." Pedro's unfavorable reputation "comes from the works of Lopez de Ayala who served Pedro's usurper." If all was said about Pedro, we could get a much different picture of him who looks like a Knight to me, but even from these few lines one can say that Henry Lee III Light Horse Harry of Virginia, British America, has a most Illustrious Ancestry. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_of_CastileAdding to this only a fraction what transpired at the turn of the first millennia, viz., the legend of the seven Bishops fleeing Spain with sacred relics and establishing the seven Cities of Cibola in a faraway land unknown to the people at the time, America; Grimbaldus, the Patriarch of the Bacon Lineage coming to England in 1066; the beginning of the Troubadour Tradition, St. Francis of Assisi being one in his youth and loving Poetry; to the survivors of the shipwreck of the coast of Florida in 1529, the mysterious journey of seven years of wandering and untold suffering of Friar Marcos de Niza to Cibola, his slave the Moor Esteban/Estevan/Stephen of "National Treasure" fame, who as Marcos' scout of the South West of America adopted the personality of a native Shaman, his Castilian dogs by his side, and advanced with savage magnificence by adorning himself with bells, red and white feathers and soared over the moutains and flatlands like Horus the Falcon, and historians are still looking for him. I think I'll print this and put it in the Mailbox of the Lee Family next time I drive by. Charlotte
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