Julius’s man, foreign policy on a grand scale crystallized. And, as the dispute involved Henry’s foremost diplomatic advisers, Fox and Warham, on either side, it also sucked in others.14 With courtiers and counsellors aligned around the two Italians, a discernible fracture began to emerge among the intellectuals at court. In Gigli’s corner, Warham was an admirer of Erasmus and sympathetic to Andrea Ammonio. Like Gigli himself, these avant- garde men-of-letters were desperate for royal favour – and envious and contemptuous of those who had it. Faction began to emerge.
One of the men in possession of such favour was Castellesi’s deputy, Polydore Vergil. Arriving in England in 1502, when his boss was still in high favour with Henry, he recalled how the king was ‘gracious and kind’, ‘attentive to visitors’; Vergil, indeed, is probably the first and only courtier to go on record as saying that Henry was ‘easy of access’. Whereas the doors to royal favour remained shut fast to most, to Vergil they swung magically open.
To those in residence at the Old Barge, Vergil inspired envy and fury in equal measure. Erasmus loathed him, labouring under the mistaken belief that Vergil had stolen the idea for his
A native of the Lombard city of Brescia in Venetian territory, Carmeliano had been an unobtrusive presence at Henry’s side since the start of the reign, when he had transferred his loyalties easily and effortlessly from Richard III. His literary skills attracted scorn from Erasmus and his friends – but as a tireless, well-connected diplomat and spy he had proved himself exceptional. As a royal chaplain, Carmeliano was a familiar face in the king’s private apartments, where he and Henry discussed confidential foreign affairs. He was inconspicuous, a man who stayed in the shadows, going largely unnoticed by English courtiers. Foreigners and diplomatic staff, however, watched his movements like hawks. When he disappeared from public view, they reasoned, it generally meant that something was up: back in 1500, when last-minute doubts surfaced over Prince Arthur’s marriage to Catherine, de Puebla had got particularly jumpy at the Italian’s absence, thinking that he was involved in negotiations to marry Arthur off to somebody else. Close to Henry, Carmeliano had quietly accumulated massive wealth. One year, his New Year’s gift to Henry of ?50 trumped that of Sir Thomas Lovell, one of Henry’s richest counsellors, by a cool ?30.
Somehow, Carmeliano had maintained loyalties to both Henry and to Venice for two decades. His influence reached behind the marble facade of the Doge’s palace, to the heart of its government, the Signoria, to whom he was known simply as ‘the friend’. As he stood demurely at the king’s side, writing and performing diplomatic orations, penning official letters, and tiptoeing about the privy apartments, Carmeliano was also a go-between, Venice’s man in the king’s secret chamber. And, as papal sabre-rattling against the republic grew ever louder, so his role as Henry’s foreign-policy adviser became increasingly significant. From his privileged vantage point, Carmeliano eyed the manoeuvrings of Julius’s favourite Silvestro Gigli, watched him circling ever closer to the king’s counsellors.16 He would have been perturbed when Henry appointed Gigli to the small coterie of royal chaplains that doubled as high-level diplomats, papal intriguer and Venetian agent sizing each other up as they discussed international affairs with the king. And neither was he particularly well disposed to Gigli’s protege Ammonio, who, he rightly suspected, was after his job.
By the end of 1505, Erasmus had finished the first of his dialogues. He aimed high. On 1 January 1506, he sent a presentation manuscript to Richard Fox, prefaced by a typically arch, self-abasing dedication that begged him to accept the ‘trivial’ New Year’s gift, and hoped that he would continue to ‘cherish, succour and help Erasmus, as you have done for so long’. In fact, there was no indication that Fox had ever helped Erasmus. Nor was he about to.17
Erasmus’s timing could not have been worse. At the turn of that year, Henry’s counsellors were working frantically to prise the earl of Suffolk from Philip of Burgundy’s stronghold of Namur; barely two weeks after Erasmus’s manuscript landed on Fox’s desk Philip was shipwrecked on the Dorset coast. Fox, the arch-diplomat, was at the forefront of the reception committee and the ensuing negotiations for Suffolk’s extradition. He was up to his ears in work, and petitioners of all kinds were getting short shrift: the archdeacon of Wells found Fox, as he delicately put it, ‘somewhat rough’ at a meeting, though he had recovered his silky demeanour the following day. Worse still, with Henry mobilizing all available resources in his extended charm offensive, Lord Mountjoy was also co-opted, dancing attendance on the volatile Queen Juana. Erasmus’s impeccably turned phrases fell on deaf ears.18
He tried other avenues. On the 24th he and William Grocyn wandered down the teeming Thamesside streets to the river, where they took a boat west to the archbishop of Canterbury’s palace at Lambeth. There, William Warham received Erasmus’s literary gift with enthusiasm but, as Erasmus acidly pointed out to his friend as they were rowed back to London, bestowed only a meagre tip by way of reward. With a twinkle in his eye, Grocyn replied that the archbishop suspected Erasmus got full value from his works by dedicating them to a number of different patrons at once.19 Erasmus, characteristically, bridled. Grocyn, however, had hit the nail on the head: if Erasmus was to attain substantial favour, he would have to make real demonstrations of his commitment and loyalty.
Months passed. In the first days of April Erasmus wrote exasperatedly and with typical self-absorption that Philip of Burgundy, who was still in England, had distracted Henry from delivering on the benefice that – Mountjoy had assured Erasmus – he had promised, and that his English stay was now costing him ‘a pretty penny’. But through all Erasmus’s correspondence at this time, the name notable by its absence was that of the prince.
If Erasmus managed to catch any glimpse of Prince Henry during this time, it seems to have been fleeting. A crashing name-dropper, he would have been sure to mention any prolonged meeting with the prince in his letters. Not only was access to the prince restricted but Erasmus’s avenue to him, Lord Mountjoy, had his hands full, running around at court after Philip and Juana – and ‘at his own expense’, Erasmus reported, no doubt echoing Mountjoy’s own grumbles – not to mention his responsibilities at Hammes. The prince, meanwhile, was fully absorbed with Philip and his knights, revelling in the warlike chivalric culture by which Erasmus was so appalled. But though Erasmus may have been out of sight, he was not wholly out of mind. Later, commenting on Henry VIII’s letter-writing, he would remark that it was ‘no wonder the prince had a pleasing style’ since Mountjoy, Erasmus’s own protege, had encouraged him to read Erasmus’s works.20
As spring drew on, Erasmus was fast running out of cash, patience and literary gifts. He sent another dialogue to Richard Whitford, the Cambridge academic who had accompanied Mountjoy on his study trip to France years before, and who was now chaplain to Richard Fox; yet another went to the powerful, highly influential secretary to Henry himself, Fox’s associate Thomas Ruthall. In his dedications to both men, Erasmus featured Thomas More’s name prominently, reminding Whitford how he used to describe Erasmus and More as two peas in a pod, so similar in outlook that ‘no pair of twins on earth could be more alike’, and telling Ruthall that he had written to him on More’s advice. Not only did More’s name carry weight, it was clear that he was the guiding spirit behind Erasmus’s programme of dedications.
Later, when the Lucianic dialogues were printed – they became bestsellers, running through at least fourteen editions – More dedicated his own part in the dialogues solely to Ruthall, and compared to Erasmus’s, More’s letter was altogether more focused. He highlighted Lucian’s scourging of ecclesiastical privilege, something that would have pressed the right buttons with a man who knew how noxious Henry found the church’s ability to override the king’s law. Praising Ruthall’s learning, his skill in diplomacy and loyalty – ‘without complete confidence in these qualities of yours our wise monarch would never have chosen you as his secretary’ – More offered the dialogues as a token of ‘my willingness to serve you’. Unlike Erasmus, More sensed instinctively how to go about seeking favour.
Erasmus’s dedications in the first months of 1506 failed to secure him any meaningful recognition. Swallowing his pride, he approached Henry’s historiographer, Bernard Andre, for help, but the instincts of the blind Augustinian canon remained sharp. Erasmus thought Andre a ‘backbiter’ for having turned the king against his friend Thomas Linacre years earlier; now, it seemed, Andre led Erasmus a similarly merry dance. Erasmus recollected how he had followed a ‘blind guide … And so, being blind myself and having chosen a blind man to lead me, the result was that we both fell into the ditch.’