It was the peculiar misfortune of
this Woman to have bad Ministers—–Since
wicked as she herself was, she could not have committed
such extensive mischeif, had not these vile and abandoned
Men connived at, and encouraged her in her Crimes.
I know that it has by many people been asserted and
beleived that Lord Burleigh, Sir Francis Walsingham,
and the rest of those who filled the cheif offices
of State were deserving, experienced, and able Ministers.
But oh! how blinded such writers and such Readers
must be to true Merit, to Merit despised, neglected
and defamed, if they can persist in such opinions
when they reflect that these men, these boasted men
were such scandals to their Country and their sex
as to allow and assist their Queen in confining for
the space of nineteen years, a woman who if the
claims of Relationship and Merit were of no avail,
yet as a Queen and as one who condescended to place
confidence in her, had every reason to expect assistance
and protection; and at length in allowing Elizabeth
to bring this amiable Woman to an untimely, unmerited,
and scandalous Death. Can any one if he reflects
but for a moment on this blot, this everlasting blot
upon their understanding and their Character, allow
any praise to Lord Burleigh or Sir Francis Walsingham?
Oh! what must this bewitching Princess whose only
freind was then the Duke of Norfolk, and whose only
ones now Mr Whitaker, Mrs Lefroy, Mrs Knight and myself,
who was abandoned by her son, confined by her Cousin,
abused, reproached and vilified by all, what must not
her most noble mind have suffered when informed that
Elizabeth had given orders for her Death! Yet
she bore it with a most unshaken fortitude, firm in
her mind; constant in her Religion; and prepared herself
to meet the cruel fate to which she was doomed, with
a magnanimity that would alone proceed from conscious
Innocence. And yet could you Reader have beleived
it possible that some hardened and zealous Protestants
have even abused her for that steadfastness in the
Catholic Religion which reflected on her so much credit?
But this is a striking proof of their narrow
souls and prejudiced Judgements who accuse her.
She was executed in the Great Hall at Fortheringay
Castle (sacred Place!) on Wednesday the 8th of February
1586—to the everlasting Reproach of Elizabeth,
her Ministers, and of England in general. It
may not be unnecessary before I entirely conclude my
account of this ill-fated Queen, to observe that she
had been accused of several crimes during the time
of her reigning in Scotland, of which I now most seriously
do assure my Reader that she was entirely innocent;
having never been guilty of anything more than Imprudencies
into which she was betrayed by the openness of her
Heart, her Youth, and her Education. Having I
trust by this assurance entirely done away every Suspicion
and every doubt which might have arisen in the Reader’s
mind, from what other Historians have written of her,
I shall proceed to mention the remaining Events that
marked Elizabeth’s reign. It was about
this time that Sir Francis Drake the first English
Navigator who sailed round the World, lived, to be
the ornament of his Country and his profession.
Yet great as he was, and justly celebrated as a sailor,
I cannot help foreseeing that he will be equalled in
this or the next Century by one who tho’ now
but young, already promises to answer all the ardent
and sanguine expectations of his Relations and Freinds,
amongst whom I may class the amiable Lady to whom
this work is dedicated, and my no less amiable self.
Though of a different profession,
and shining in a different sphere of Life, yet equally
conspicuous in the Character of an Earl, as Drake
was in that of a Sailor, was Robert Devereux Lord
Essex. This unfortunate young Man was not unlike
in character to that equally unfortunate one FREDERIC
Delamere. The simile may be carried still
farther, and Elizabeth the torment of Essex may be
compared to the Emmeline of Delamere. It would
be endless to recount the misfortunes of this noble
and gallant Earl. It is sufficient to say that
he was beheaded on the 25th of Feb, after having been
Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, after having clapped his
hand on his sword, and after performing many other
services to his Country. Elizabeth did not long
survive his loss, and died so miserable that were
it not an injury to the memory of Mary I should pity
her.