The Cambridge History of English and American Literature in 18 Volumes (1907–21).
Volume VI. The Drama to 1642, Part Two.
§ 3. Armins Two Maids of More-clacke
The title Humour out of Breath is actually quoted from The Comedy of Errors, and the influence of Shakespeare’s early comedies is very evident in all three plays; but the neatness and compactness of Day’s prose style in his dialogue is more akin to the manner of another master—John Lyly. Lyly does not exhibit in his comedies the copiousness and exuberance which characterise Shakespeare’s first work. Lyly’s plays, even more than Day’s, lack flesh and blood, and belong to a world of moonshine and shadow. But, within their limits, they have a true charm of fancy, and their style escapes the pedantry and tediousness of the writer’s prose work, and is as deft and crisp as Day at his best. To complete the parallel, we may note that Lyly (supposing him to be their author) gives us a handful of beautiful lyrics, remarkable as belonging not to the true Elizabethan type, but, rather, to the later style of Herrick. Day’s best lyric work in The Parliament of Bees is, in the same way, post-Elizabethan. It must be compared with Browne’s Pastorals or Milton’s L’Allegro.
Day describes The Parliament of Bees as “an allegorical description of the actions of good and bad men in these our days.” But he composed it from scenes contributed to two plays which have reached us under the titles The Noble Souldier and The Wonder of A Kingdome. Dekker, in co-operation with Samuel Rowley, was mainly responsible for these plays. Between their style and Day’s, there could be no real accord, and only enough of Day is left to make it clear that The Parliament of Bees was not, as we might suppose, completely fresh work constituting a new departure in the art of the writer. Scenes contributed to more than one play were the groundwork upon which Day composed his dainty and graceful series of “Colloquies” or “Characters.” The fact throws a true light on Day’s dramatic work; but the drama was not his natural vein. What would be interesting to know is how he came to write The Parliament of Bees. In the excellent prose tract, Peregrinatio Scholastica, written, apparently, before The Parliament, he speaks of himself as “becalmed in a fog of necessity,” that is to say, he writes because he needs money, which he hopes to get not only from the printer, but, also, from the patron to whom he dedicates his book. He says, also, that he is lying at anchor “before the Islands, Meliora Speramus.” Fleay’s tempting suggestion is that Day means holy orders by this, and by the “shrine of Latria,” towards which, in the allegory, the “sometimes student of Gunvill and Caius Colledge in Cambridge” is travelling. If this were so, it would be necessary for the old playwright, until he was duly ordained, to make money by some more edifying form of literature than plays. He, therefore, wrote Peregrinatio and, after that, used certain scenes from old plays to make his unique Parliament of Bees. There is extant a manuscript copy of The Bees earlier than the quarto of 1641, and the changes are not all of them merely in style; the poem is made definitely graver in revision. The delightful first title disappears as too flippant—“An olde Manuscript conteyning the Parliament of Bees, found In a Hollow Tree In a garden at Hibla, in a strandge Languadge, And now faithfully Translated into Easie English Verse by John Daye, Cantabrig.” The poem, it should be noted, is not a masque in the ordinary and technical sense. It rather resembles a series of pastoral eclogues. The successive scenes have no continuity, except such as is supplied by the idea of making all the characters bees. Day conceives his poem as a series of satires; but he charges his bees to
It is only the usuring bee whom we can identify:
We gather, from both Peregrinatio and The Parliament, that Day was not seeking orders from any unworthy motives. The prose of the tract is more fluent than that of the plays. The style of the poem, too, has, more fully than that of the plays, Day’s special gift—“a sense of delicate music in the fall and arrangement of quite common words.” In spite of the “fog of necessity” around him, the writer is at peace with himself and the world. A note of peevishness and bitterness which occasionally obtruded itself in his earlier work has disappeared, and the poet’s music in his last poem is serene, spontaneous and sweet. John Day died before the quarto of The Parliament was printed, probably in the autumn of 1640.