TENNYSON, ALFRED .
Ye "Olde Cock Tavern."
(London) : Camden Press, (1930?). 0. Scarce 7 page booklet. Publication details from COPAC (British Library online). [2pp.]/pp.3/[2pp.] . 8.5" x 6.5". Illustrated paper cover, with a scene of Tennyson writing his monologue in the Old Cock Tavern. rear paper cover with a full-page illustration of the "Old Temple Bar." Covers soiled and rubbed. The front cover also has two small rears. Consists of Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem: Will Waterproof's Lyrical Monologue Made At The Cock, in double columns and printed on 3 numbered pages. ** First published 1842. The final text was that of 1853, which has not been altered since, except that in stanza 29 the two "we's" in the first line and the "thy" in the third line are not in later editions italicised. The Cock Tavern, No. 201 Fleet Street, on the north side of Fleet Street, stood opposite the Temple and was of great antiquity, going back nearly 300 years. Strype, describes it as "a noted public-house," and Pepys' 'Diary', 23rd April, 1668, speaks of himself as having been "mighty merry there". The old carved chimney-piece was of the age of James I, and the gilt bird over the portal was the work of Grinling Gibbons. When Tennyson wrote this poem it was the favourite resort of templars, journalists and literary people generally, as it had long been. But the old place is now a thing of the past. On the evening of 10th April, 1886, it closed its doors for ever after an existence of nearly 300 years. There is an admirable description of it, signed A. J. M, in 'Notes and Queries', seventh series, vol. i, 442-6. "At the end of a long room beyond the skylight which, except a feeble side window, was its only light in the daytime, was a door that led past a small lavatory and up half a dozen narrow steps to the kitchen, one of the strangest and grimmest old kitchens you ever saw. Across a mighty hatch, thronged with dishes, you looked into it and beheld there the white-jacketed man-cook, served by his two robust and red-armed kitchen maids. For you they were preparing chops, pork chops in winter, lamb chops in spring, mutton chops always, and steaks and sausages, and kidneys and potatoes, and poached eggs and Welsh rabbits, and stewed cheese, the special glory of the house. That was the 'menu' and men were the only guests. But of late years, as innovations often precede a catastrophe, two new things were introduced, vegetables and women. Both were respectable and both were good, but it was felt, especially by the virtuous Smurthwaite, that they were 'de trop' in a place so masculine and so carnivorous.".
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