(Hundreds of our readers who have again and again heard
Belvidera pour her soul in love—
may not be aware of the precise historical connexion of the
incidents of Otway's play with the events of history. They are
taken, in the main, from an atrocious conspiracy formed at Venice
in 1618. Sir Henry Wotton, then English ambassador at Venice,
writes as follows on the 25th of May, in the above year:—"The
whole town is here at present in horror and confusion upon the
discovering of a foul and fearful conspiracy of the French against
this state; whereof no less than thirty have already suffered very
condign punishment, between men strangled in prison, drowned in the
silence of the night, and hanged in public view; and yet the bottom
is invisible." Beyond this quaint, meagre, chronological notice,
little is actually established of the details, although the event
is perhaps as familiarly known by name to English readers as any
other in the History of Venice. We are, therefore, happy to see the
affair treated with minute consideration in the second volume of
"Sketches from Venetian History," in the Family Library; and
so interesting is the narrative, or rather the facts and
conjectures, to the lover of history, as well as to the unstudious
playgoer, that we are induced to quote nearly every line of the
passage. The editor observes:—)
Muratori indeed has scarcely exaggerated the obscurity in which
this incident is enveloped when he affirms that only one fact
illuminates its darkness; namely that several hundred French and
Spaniards engaged in the service of the Republic were arrested and
put to death. The researches of Comte Daru have brought to light
some hitherto unknown contemporary documents; but even the
inexhaustible diligence of that most laborious, accurate, and
valuable writer has been baffled in the hope of obtaining certainty
as its reward; and he has been compelled to content himself with
the addition of one hypothesis more to those already proposed in
explanation of this mystery.
All that can be positively affirmed is that during the summer of
1617, Jacques Pierre, a Norman by birth, whose youth had been spent
in piratical enterprises in the Levantine seas, from which he had
acquired no inconsiderable celebrity, fled from the service of the
Spanish Duke d'Ossuna, Viceroy of Naples; and, having offered
himself at the Arsenal of Venice, was engaged there in a
subordinate office. Not many days after his arrival in the
Lagune, Pierre denounced to the Inquisitors of State a
conspiracy projected, as he said, by the Duke d'Ossuna, and
favoured by Don Alfonso della Cueva, Marquis de
Bedemar, at that time resident ambassador from Spain. The original
minutes of Pierre's disclosures, written in French, still exist
among the correspondence of M. Leon Bruslart, the contemporary
ambassador from the court of France to the Republic; and they were
translated into Italian, with which language Pierre was but
imperfectly acquainted, by his friend Renault, in order that they
might be presented to the Inquisitors. In this plot, Pierre avowed
himself to be chief agent; his pretended abandonment of the Duke
d'Ossuna forming one part of the stratagem: and he added that his
commission enjoined him to seduce the Dutch troops employed in the
late war, who still remained in Venice and its neighbourhood; to
fire the city; to seize and massacre the nobles; to overthrow the
existing government; and ultimately to transfer the state to the
Spanish crown. The sole immediate step taken by the Inquisitors in
consequence of these revelations was the secret execution of
Spinosa, a Neapolitan, whom Pierre described as an emissary of the
Duke d'Ossuna; and whom he appears to have regarded with jealousy
as a spy upon his own conduct. For the rest, the magistrates
contented themselves, as it, seems, by awaiting the maturity of the
plot with silent vigilance. Ten months elapsed during which Pierre
communicated on the one hand with the Duke d'Ossuna, unsuspicious
of his treachery, and on the other with the Inquisitors; till at
the expiration of that term he was seized by an order of the X,
while employed on his duties with the Fleet, and drowned without
the grant of sufficient delay even for previous religious
confession. More, perhaps many more, than three hundred French and
Spaniards engaged in various naval and military capacities were at
the same time delivered to the executioner; and Renault, after
undergoing numerous interrogatories, and being placed seven times
on the cord, was hanged by one foot on a gibbet on the
Piazzetta, which day after day presented similar exhibitions
of horror.
This evidence of Pierre remained at the time concealed in the
bosoms of the Inquisitors to whom it had been delivered; and no
official declarations satisfied public curiosity as to the cause of
the sanguinary executions which deformed the Capital. A rumour
indeed spread itself abroad, and, although not traced to any
certain authority, was universally credited, that a great peril had
been escaped; that Venice had trembled on the very brink of
destruction; and that the Spaniards had meditated her ruin. Popular
fury was accordingly directed against the Marquis de Bedemar; and
so fierce were the menaces of summary vengeance that the ambassador
was forced to protest his innocence before the Collegio,
more in the spirit of one deprecating punishment than defying
accusation. He then earnestly solicited protection against the
rabble surrounding his palace; for "God knows," affirmed his pale
and affrighted secretary more than once, "the danger of our
residence is great!" The Vice-doge, who during the interregnum
between the death of one chief magistrate and the election of
another presided over the Collegio, replied vaguely, coldly,
and formally; and, the application having been renewed without any
more favourable result, Bedemar, justly apprehensive for his
safety, seized a pretext for withdrawing, till a successor to his
embassy was appointed. Meantime, considerable doubts were
entertained, not only by the resident foreign
ministers,—especially by that of France, better informed than
his brethren through the possession of Pierre's minutes,—but
by the Venetian senators themselves, also, whether any conspiracy
whatever had really existed. Nevertheless, in spite of these
misgivings not obscurely expressed, it was not till the expiration
of five months that the X presented a report to the Senate,
detailing the information which they had received and the views
upon which they had acted. That report however is so manifestly
contradicted in many very important instances by Pierre's
depositions, that it must be considered as drawn up and garbled
solely with the intention of making a case; and therefore as
revealing only so much truth dashed and brewed with a huge
proportion of falsehood, as it suited the interests of the
magistrates to exhibit to public view. All mention of the
denouncements of Pierre during the long period of ten months is
carefully suppressed, and yet no fact in history is more distinctly
proved than that he did so communicate. The first intimation of the
plot is there said to have been given but a few days before it was
to have been executed, by two Frenchmen, Montcassin and Balthazar
Juven, whom Pierre had endeavoured to seduce. "Look at these
Venetians," said the daring conspirator one day to his apparent
proselytes, "they affect to chain the lion; but the lion sometimes
devours his master, especially when that master uses him ill."
According to their further evidence, some troops despatched by the
Duke d'Ossuna were to land by night on the Piazzetta and to
occupy all the strong holds of the city; numerous treasonable
agents already within the walls were to master the depots of arms;
and fire, rapine, and massacre were to bring the enterprise to
consummation.
The papers abovementioned, together with a few letters from the
Doge to the Venetian ambassador at Milan, and one or two other not
very important documents contained in the archives of Venice, all
printed by Comte Dam, are the sole authentic vouchers for this
conspiracy now known to exist; and it must be
confessed that they are insufficient for its elucidation. The Abbe
St. Real, who for a long time was esteemed the chief historian of
this dark transaction, is an agreeable and attractive writer;
but—since he was unacquainted with the report of the X; since
he does not cite the correspondence of the French ambassador
containing Pierre's depositions; and since he frequently varies
from a MS which he does cite, The Interrogatories of the
Accused,12 a MS indeed, which, even when
quoted faithfully, is often contradicted by the few established
facts, and by numerous well-known usages of the Venetian
government,—little faith can be attached to his narrative. It
was his opinion, and it has been that which has most generally
prevailed, that the Duke d'Ossuna, the Marquis de Bedemar, and Don
Pedro di Toledo, governor of Milan, mutually concerted a plan for
the destruction of Venice; the chief execution of which was
entrusted to Pierre and Renault: and that, on the very eve of its
explosion, Jaffier, one of their band, touched by the magnificence
of the Espousals of the Adriatic which he had just witnessed, was
shaken from his stern purpose, and revealed the conspiracy. In
order to overthrow the latter part of this hypothesis, it may be
sufficient to state that the first executions took place on the
14th of May, 1618, and that it was not till the 24th of that month
that the Feast of Ascension, and its gorgeous ceremonies, occurred
in the same year.
Comte Daru, on the other hand, first explains a design which it
is notorious was entertained by the Duke d'Ossuna to convert his
viceroyalty of Naples into a kingdom, the crown of which, wrested
from Spain, should be placed on his own head. And hence he
establishes the impossibility that d'Ossuna should at the same
moment be plotting the overthrow of Venice; that power whose
assistance, or at least whose connivance was one of the weapons
most necessary for his success. On these grounds, Comte Daru
contends that the Duke maintained a secret understanding both with
the Signory and the court of France; that, refining on political
duplicity, he deceived Pierre by really instructing him to gain
over the Dutch troops quartered in the Lagune; not, however,
as his emissary supposed, to be employed ultimately for the seizure
of Venice, but in truth for that of Naples; that Pierre's courage
was not proof against the dangers with which his apparently most
hazardous commission beset him; and that accordingly he betrayed
his employer, and revealed to the Inquisitors a plot which
they well knew to be feigned: and, lastly, that when the
ambitious plans of d'Ossuna, partially discovered before their time
by the Spanish government, might have compromised Venice also if
they had been fully elucidated; in order to blot out each syllable
of evidence which could bear, even indirectly, upon the
transaction, so far as she was concerned, it was thought expedient
to remove every individual who had been even unwittingly connected
with it. So fully was this abominable wickedness perpetrated, that
both the accused and the accusers, the deceivers and the deceived,
those either faithless or faithful to their treason, the tools who
either adhered to or who betrayed d'Ossuna, who sought to destroy
or to preserve Venice, were alike enveloped in one common fate, and
silenced in the same sure keeping of the grave. Some few,
respecting whose degree of participation a slight doubt arose, were
strangled on the avowed principle that all must be put to
death who were in any way implicated; others were drowned by night,
in order that their execution might make no noise.13 Moncassin, one of the avowed
informers, was pensioned, spirited away to Cyprus, and there
despatched in a drunken quarrel; and if it be asserted that his
companion Balthazar Juven was permitted to survive, it is because
he is the only individual concerning whose final destiny we cannot
pronounce with certainty.14
Of one personage who holds an important station in St. Real's
romance, and yet more so in Otway's coarse and boisterous tragedy,
which, by dint of some powerful coups de theatre, still
maintains possession of the English stage, we have hitherto
mentioned but the name; and, in fact, even for that name we are
indebted only to the more than suspected summary of the
Interrogatories of the Accused.
Antoine Jaffier, a French captain, is there made chief evidence
against Pierre and Renault, who are employed by d'Ossuna, as he
vaguely states, to surprise some maritime place belonging to
the republic. This informer was rewarded with four thousand
sequins, and instructed forthwith to quit the Venetian territories;
but having, while at Brescia, renewed communications with suspected
persons, he was brought back to the Lagune and drowned. The
minute particularities of Jaffier's depositions, and the motive
which prompted him to offer them, (the latter, as we have
already shown, resting on a gross anachronism,) are, we believe
pure inventions by St. Real; and Otway has used a poet's license to
palliate still farther deviations from authentic history. Under his
hands, Pierre,—whom all accounts conspire in representing to
us as a foreign, vulgar and mercenary bravo, equally false to every
party, and frightened into confession,—is transformed into a
Venetian patriot, the proud champion of his country's liberty; who
declaims in good, set, round, customary terms against slavery and
oppression; and who, in the end, escapes a mode of execution
unknown to Venice, by persuading the friend who has betrayed him,
and whom he has consequently renounced, to stab him to the heart,
in order "to preserve his memory." The weak, whining, vacillating,
uxorious Jaffier, by turns a cut-throat and a King's evidence; now
pawning, now fondling, and now menacing with his dagger an
imaginary wife; first placing his comrade's life in jeopardy, then
begging it against his will, and finally taking it with his own
hand, is a yet more unhappy creation of wayward fancy; and it is
only in the names of the conspirators, in the introduction of an
Englishman, Eliot, (whom he has brought nearer vernacular spelling
than he found him,—Haillot,15) and in
the character of Rainault, that Otway is borne out by authority.
The last-mentioned person is described by the French ambassador as
a sot, a gambler, and a sharper, whose rogueries are well known to
all the world; in a word, therefore, as a fit leader of a
revolutionary crew wrought up, "without the least remorse, with
fire and sword t' exterminate" all who bore the stamp of nobility;
and not as the most fitting depository in which Belvidera's
honour might be lodged as a security for that of her irresolute
husband.
Whatever hypothesis may be adopted, be this conspiracy true or
false, there is no bloodier, probably no blacker page in history
than that which records its development. Were it not for the
immeasurable weight of guilt which must press upon the memory of
the rulers of Venice if we suppose the plot to have been altogether
fictitious, we should assuredly admit that the evidence greatly
preponderates in favour of that assertion. But respect for human
nature compels us to hesitate in admitting a charge so monstrous.
Five months after the commencement of the executions, either a
tardy gratitude or a profane mockery was offered to Heaven; and the
Doge and nobles returned thanks for their great deliverance, by a
solemn service at St. Mark's.
(Among the master-spirits who have commemorated the olden
glories of Venice, but more especially her association with our
dramatic literature, must not be forgotten Lord Byron:
But unto us she hath a spell beyond
Her name in story, and her long array
Of mighty shadows, whose dim forms despond
Above the dogeless city's vanish'd sway;
Our's is a trophy which will not decay
With the Rialto: Shylock and the Moor,
And Pierre cannot be swept away—-
The keystones of the arch! though all were o'er,
For us repeopled were the solitary shore.
I lov'd her from my boyhood—she to me
Was as a fairy city of the heart,
Rising like water-columns from the sea,
Of joy the sojourn, and of wealth the mart;
And Otway, Radcliffe, Schiller, Shakspeare's art
Had stamp'd her image in me, and ever so,
Although I found her thus, we did not part,
Perchance even dearer in her day of woe
Than when she was a boast, a marvel, and a show.
Returning to the "Sketches," we must observe that we beg to
differ with the Editor in merely applying the epithets "coarse and
boisterous," to Otway's play, and pointing to "coups de
Theatre" as its only merits. He surely ought not to have
omitted its originality of whatever order it may be.
The volume before us brings the history of Venice to her
subjection to Austria in 1798. It is throughout spiritedly
executed. The illustrations, antique and modern, are precisely of
this character, being from Titian, and our contemporary artist,
Prout.)