This Day in Gay History
June 13
RICHARD BARNFIELD,
English poet, born (d: 1620); There are, as everyone knows, certain
inseparable teams: Gilbert & Sullivan, Cheech and Chong, bagels and
lox, ham and eggs, Sodom and Gomorrah. In classical mythology, as in
ballet, there are Daphnis and Chloë, the Greek shepherd and his lady
love – Daphnis and Chloë, as inseparable as yin and yang, gin and tonic,
Ron and Nancy.
Not in Richard Barnfield, however. His Affectionate Shepherd
(1594) scandalized Renaissance England by describing in florid detail
the love of Daphnis and Ganymede, just a couple of guys, foolin’ around.
What the fuss was all about is difficult to say since, in the absence
of Chloë, Daphnis never exercised his shepherdly option of making it
with his favorite sheep, choosing a boy instead. “If it be a sin to love
a lovely lad,” wrote Barnfield, “Oh, then sin I.” He was not quite
twenty-one when he wrote the poem. His obscure though close relationship
with Shakespeare has long made him interesting to students.
Richard Barnfield was born in Staffordshire, England. In his youth, he was deeply influenced by Virgil’s work and the 1591 publication of Sir Philip Sidney’s Astrophel and Stella, which popularized the sonnet sequence. Best known for his poem “As it fell upon a day,” Barnfield is the only Elizabethan male poet apart from Shakespeare—whom he admired—to address love poems to a man.
Little is known about Barnfield’s life and career, but it is thought that his maternal aunt raised him and his sister after his mother died during childbirth. In 1592 he graduated from Brasenose College, Oxford. At the age of twenty-one he published his first two books, The Affectionate Shepherd (1594) and Cynthia (1595), both addressed to “Ganymede.” Originally published anonymously, The Affectionate Shepherd expands upon Virgil’s second eclogue, and its homoerotic themes made Barnfield’s poems controversial for his time.
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Today's Gay Wisdom
Sonnet 16
By Richard Barnfield
Long have I long’d to see my love again,
Still have I wished, but never could obtain it;
Rather than all the world (if I might gain it)
Would I desire my love’s sweet precious gain.
Yet in my soul I see him every day,
See him, and see his still stern countenance,
But (ah) what is of long continuance,
Where majesty and beauty bears the sway?
Sometimes, when I imagine that I see him,
(As love is full of foolish fantasies)
Weening to kiss his lips, as my love’s fees,
I feel but air: nothing but air to bee him.
Thus with Ixion, kiss I clouds in vain:
Thus with Ixion, feel I endless pain.
Sonnet 17
By Richard Barnfield
Cherry-lipped Adonis in his snowy shape,
Might not compare with his pure ivory white,
On whose faire front a poet’s pen may write,
Whose roseate red excels the crimson grape,
His love-enticing delicate soft limbs,
Are rarely framed to entrap poor gazing eyes:
His cheeks, the lily and carnation dyes,
With lovely tincture which Apollo’s dims.
His lips ripe strawberries in nectar wet,
His mouth a Hive, his tongue a honeycomb,
Where Muses (like bees) make their mansion.
His teeth pure pearl in blushing coral set.
Oh how can such a body sin-procuring,
Be slow to love, and quick to hate, enduring?
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