February 24, 2012
May 7, 2010
Love in the sense we tend to think of it would have been a bit of an alien concept back then. Not impossible, but so far down the list of requirements in a ‘partner’ that Henry’s love for Anne or her love for him most probably would be something we would not recognise. The ‘passion’ at that time was all of the courtly type, the physical attraction, the chase, the coming together briefly only to part, the making jealous by ‘flirting’ with another, the riddles and masques. Like us of course the ultimate for the man would be a good bedding and for a fair few of the women the same – probably with a jewel or two chucked in, a length of brocade or velvet, a sugared plum…
Henry was attracted to Anne, wanted to follow the usual well practised routine and made his desire clear, Anne on the other hand was not up for it yet because she was still unmarried. She did a lot of the flirting with others, she let herself be caught briefly then flitted away again, in the end she basically fascinated and frustrated him. His great love for her was kept alight like a well managed fire when you are in the middle of nowhere and have ran out of matches. At the first glimmer of marriage being on offer Anne softened. Her passion for him became the chance of a good marriage to the credit of her family and the comfort of herself. The ‘dying’ of the love would have been a boring familiarity, the let down of no boychild, the female temper sparking the male superiority, a touch of the embarrassment of knowing none of his mates liked his woman and other mundane things. For Anne she was probably well bored by him anyway but had made her bed so would do all she could to keep her position, not for the glory but for security, for her daughter, her family, her very life. I think if any of us had been in Anne’s position we would have been extremely obediant and loving wives, bonnie at board and bed as it were. In a way Anne began to truly ‘love’ Henry when he began to think she was coming up to her best by date.
Their story has a much more practical basis than Jennifer and Oliver (Love Story) but that is not to make it anything less either. I think their ‘passion’ was unusual amongst their contemporaries and not only for its ending.
Let us show them that they are hares and foxes trying to rule over dogs and wolves - Boudica addressing the tribes Circa AD60
May 16, 2011
Okay, first of all I personaly don’t believe in love, I believe you can care about people in different ways but I don’t believe in the whole ‘soulmates’ and ‘in love’ thing. I have no clue why but I just don’t, yet I love movies like Titanic and The Notebook…and I love romantic books? I’m werid, I know.
Anyways I do think Henry loved Anne, but it was a dangerous obsessive kind of love. And when Anne refused him like she did that just added more fuel to his obsession not that she was intending to do that. I don’t think he didn’t love Anne because why take all that time to get someone to pay attention to you then once he did have sex with her why not drop her then? He could of done that if he really didn’t care about her, they weren’t married at that time, right? So he could of easily said ‘Thanks and goodbye’ but he didn’t – he was King, he could do anything he wished and get away with it. Unless he just thought ‘well I spent all this time on her why not just marry the woman?’ But I don’t think that was the case. He loved her, definately, just not in the right way, not in the healthy way. This passionate love turned into pure hatred.
• Grumble all you like, this is how it’s going to be.
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