I was brought into this world in 1552, some 33 years
past, at Hayes-Barton, in Woodley Common, close to East Budleigh, in
Devonshire. I played in those woods near my home, & it was there
I developed a keen sense of adventure & exploration. A series of
boyhood escapades led to my interest in campaigns and my fearlessness
of the unknown. Growing up in such a pastoral setting, I enjoyed many
past-tymes that befitted my family’s station, such as fishing
in the trout brooks and hunting on horseback with my hounds for the
elusive deer that populated the wood.
I did attend university at Oriel College, Oxford, in the year 1572.
I found it, how’er, not to my satisfaction, as my wandering mind
could not be contained in a classroom. Perchance the stories of pyrates
and sailing adventures I heard tell of in the pubs captured a greater
portion of my interest, more so than any school could. I do rather
enjoy an afternoon’s repose in the company of the good gentles
who do darken the doorways of the public houses. Many a fortune has
been won and lost in the games to be played there.
Though I be of an age where many settle to wife and family, the paltry
rewards of love and family can hold no sway over me when manly duty
toward exploration, privateering and soldiering do call.
I have seen many an adventure ere my arrival at Court. Eight years
past, I did order a four-masted ship be built in order to explore the
newly discovered route to the West. I had plans for a voyage of discovery
with my brother, Carew, and my half-brother, Sir Humphrey Gilbert.
Alas, heavy storms and desertions have ended those dreams.
Another voyage to the West with a fellow adventurer, Thomas Heriot,
is much in my mind of late. Mr. Heriot is an incredible mathematician,
astronomer, and a navigational expert. I count him as a dear friend
and he will be of much use when attempting to chart the unknown seas.
I fear Her Grace may again refuse to let me go, although I shall inquire
at every opportunity, and perchance seek to persuade with a poetic
tribute to Her Most Radiant and Glorious Majesty.
I am hoping my previous labors for Her Majesty will aid in funding
this new endeavor. In the service of Sir Francis Walsingham I have
in recent times proven myself to be an indispensable aide in gathering
intelligence in Ireland. I was crucial to intercepting a plot against
Her Majesty to supplant her with the Scottish Queen Mary. I fought
there as well with my half-brother, Sir Humphrey Gilbert, in Her
Majesty’s ranks to defeat the Irish rebels in their uprising
at Munster. I have returned from that green island, and it makes
me proud to admit that Her Majesty, for this service, knighted me
at the Feast of the Epiphany in appreciation for my service to the
Crown.
Being at court has provided me with the invaluable opportunity to
hold Her Majesty’s attention. My poetry does indeed please the
royal humour and I am a most preferred companion to the Queen whilst
riding, hunting, and hawking, which be her favorite amusements. Her
Grace looks to me to advise the royal Court with matters of war as
I am an excellent swordsman, sailor and tactician.
All prevailing talk at Court is of a great sea battle drawing near
with the Spanish papists, against whom I shall be most eager to wage
war in Her Majesty’s service. Yet, should it not come to pass,
I look forward to petitioning the Queen to finance another expedition
as I continue to enlarge Her Majesty’s realm in the known world.
God save the Queen!
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