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Originally published as La Maladie de I’Islam
Copyright © Editions de Seuil, 2002
Translation © 2003 by Pierre Joris and Ann Reid
Meddeb, Abdelwahab.
 [Maladie de Pislam. English]
  The malady of Islam / Abdelwahab Meddeb ; translated from
the French by Pierre Joris and Ann Reid,
     p. cm.
  ISBN 0-465-04435-2 (alk. paper)
   1. Islamic fundamentalism.     2. Islam—Controversial litera¬
ture. I. Title
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Contents
II A Genealogy of Fundamentalism 41
      Notes                                    223
V.
The Malady of Islam
Part I
   Islam: Inconsolable
    in Its Destitution
                                  1
                                  3
4                          The Malady of Islam
I have a special concern for those readers who, like me, have constel¬
lated themselves symbolically within the faith of Islam.
    To each entity its sickness. This affliction can become so conta¬
gious that it turns into a plague ravaging minds and souls. Voltaire
thus analyzed the sickness of intolerance that had kept up its ravages
until the Calas affair. In response to the death sentence imposed on
Jean Calas on March 9, 1762, by the tribunal of Toulouse, the philoso¬
pher of the Enlightenment wrote his Traite sur la tolerance (Treatise on
toleration). Begun in October 1762, in the middle of the campaign to
rehabilitate Calas, the book was published in Geneva in April 1763. In
this book, Voltaire recapitulates the horrors engendered by Catholic
fanaticism against the Protestants after August 24, 1572, Saint Bar¬
tholomew’s day, when the reformed Christians were massacred in Paris
and in the provinces. One of the reasons for the spread of fanaticism is
the survival of superstition among the people, and the best way to heal
this mortal illness is to subject the greatest possible number to the use
of reason. The word “sickness” appears in Voltaire’s book when the
author accuses the “convulsionary” Jansenists of cultivating supersti¬
tion among the people, which predisposes them to fanaticism. I hasten
to quote this passage even if the reader recognizes in it the biting irony
of the master from Ferney, the effect of which may seem inappropriate
to the gravity of my subject:
   Thomas Mann had to deal with the German sickness, which led
him to write Doctor Faustus (published in 1947), an amplification
and radicalization of Death in Venice (1919). In it the author de¬
nounces the excess of the Promethean spirit, which brought so much
6                         The Malady of Islam
    Who are those who died while spreading death in New York,
Washington and Pennsylvania? Beyond their contamination by the
sickness in Islam, they are the sons of their times, the pure products of
the Americanization of the world: the same ones who turned the digi¬
tal into child’s play and television into personal memory, without hav¬
ing troubled to transmute the essential archaism of their minds and
their souls.4 Thus we see the technical and “aesthetic” success of the
event. The terrorists used the technical means masterfully, and they
accurately thought through the relays of the event’s diffusion as im¬
age. In fact, one wonders if the twenty-minute delay between the tar¬
geting of the towers were not an invitation to the cameras to film
“live” the banking turn that the second plane made before hitting its
target at the point foreseen for impact. We witnessed the optimum use
of today’s means, inviting this quasi-instantaneity between the event
and its transmission across all continents. That is one of the effects of
the universalization of technique and of the cathodic unification of
humankind in the age of the Americanization of the world.
     What I insist on, though, is that we witnessed technique rather
than science. Since the seventeenth century the Islamic world is no
longer a creator of science; since the middle of the nineteenth century
it has tried, without success, to reconnect with the scientific spirit that
once upon a time radiated from its cities. But during the postcolonial
era (begun in the 1960s and corresponding to the first manifestation
of the Americanization of the world arising in the aftermath of the
war), Islam, along some of its fringes, was able to master technique.
The implication is more a mastering of the machine’s functioning than
its invention, or even its production. With technique, one is down¬
stream from the scientific process, the initiation of which demands
great mastery upstream.
   Who are these terrorists but the children of the Americanization
of the world (as I have said and as I will repeat)? Children who suffer
from the open wound the Muslim subject feels from having been
turned from a ruler into someone ruled. Children who refuse the state
of submission in which they believe themselves to be, and who dream
10                       The Malady of Islam
                                  11
12                        The Malady of Islam
     For Islam, entropy has been at work since the fourteenth century,
but it was only toward the end of the eighteenth (with Bonaparte’s ex¬
pedition to Egypt) that the Muslims themselves began to become con¬
scious that they were no longer at the same level as the West. It was this
lateness, this lag, that allowed a number of countries belonging to the
Islamic territories to be colonized because they found themselves in the
situation of the colonizable. The Muslim individual, who claimed supe¬
riority to or at least equality with the Western individual, cannot grasp
the process that has led the Muslim to such weakness when faced with
the centuries-old counterpart, enemy or adversary, or at times partner
and even ally, depending on the circumstances. In reaction to this state
of affairs, ressentiment against the Westerners arose among Arabs and
Muslims. (I am taking up the very useful concept of ressentiment as de¬
veloped in Nietzsche’s On the Genealogy of Morals.1) Nietzsche himself
thought that the Muslim (or more precisely, the Arab) was someone
who belonged to a people who, throughout the ages, had acted more in
conformity with aristocratic morality, the morality of affirmation—
someone who illuminates, someone who gives without trying to re¬
ceive.2 The situation of the person of ressentiment, on the other hand, is
to be in the position of the one who receives but who does not have the
means to give; the person of ressentiment cannot affirm. Thus the Mus¬
lim is no longer the individual of the “yes” that illuminates the world
and creates a naturally hegemonic being. From sovereign being, the
Muslim has slowly become the person of the “no,” the one who re¬
fuses, who is no longer active but only reactive, the one who accumu¬
lates hatred and waits only for the hour of revenge. This sentiment,
initially unknown to the Islamic subject, will imperceptibly grow and
take over the person’s center. I believe that the fundamentalist actions
whose agent is the Muslim subject can be explained by the growth of
the subject’s ressentiment, a condition that had historically been un¬
known to the Muslim since his first appearance on the stage of history
as an individual.
     This new feeling did not install itself mechanically after the defeat
of colonial confrontation: Much time passed before the germ of ressen-
                    Islam: Inconsolable in Its Destitution               13
The major events in Islam happened very early on. But their muta¬
tion was interrupted too soon. The very beginning of the ninth cen¬
tury saw the birth of a rationalist movement animated by those whom
we call the Mu’tazilites. These thinkers tried to disrupt two then-
dominant ideas: They criticized the Islamic dogma that states that the
Qur’an (like God) is uncreated and has come down from heaven as it
is in itself and in eternity. Their answer to this dogma is that, indeed,
the Qur’an is of divine origin, but that the concretization of the Holy
Writ in an earthly language can only be created by God at the moment
of its revelation. These sectarians think that those who claim that the
Qur’an is uncreated are installing an Islamic equivalent of the Christ¬
ian sense of incarnation: The Qur’anic letter would thus be the in¬
carnation of God. The literalists could thus easily be mistaken as
Christians who identify Christ with God because he is His Word.
These Mu’tazilites removed God from the world; they gave him back
to his unknowability, they neutralized him in a transcendence that lib-
                                   16
                    Islam: Inconsolable in Its Destitution              17
yet had time to dry. Just imagine those spectacular moments of cre¬
ation happening in that ninth-century Baghdad workshop! As you
can see, the attempt to reform took place very early on, but it was
aborted.
     The following two poetic extracts illustrate the mischievous joy of
this lively transgressor, whose verbal lushness could certainly be
likened to the ‘abath, that scandalous vanity that discredits any art
form in the eyes of our narrow-minded contemporary fundamentalists:
                                   22
                    Islam: Inconsolable in Its Destitution              23
 occurred. With the French Revolution, the idea preceded the fact: The
 former made the latter ineluctable.2
     And yet, at the end of the seventeenth and the beginning of the
 eighteenth centuries, both in regard to the material life of the societies
 an ' to the morality that framed them, the Islamic polis was consid¬
 ered equal by those Europeans who were confronted by it. Two exam¬
 ples illustrate this sense of equality. In his anthology of Eastern
 maxims, Antoine Galland (1646-1714) tried to enrich the European
 moral conscience by drawing on teachings of Arab, Turkish and Per¬
 sian origin.3 And in her letters, Lady Mary Montagu, the wife of the
 English ambassador to the Sublime Porte (1717-1718), at times
 judged the Ottoman situation as more positive than the European
 one, especially concerning religious tolerance. She expressed these
thoughts after her conversations with the religious scholar Effendi
Ahmad Bey, in whose house she had lived for three weeks in Belgrade.
She noted that the most widely shared opinion, if one sought out the
secret of the effendis, came down to a sort of deism corresponding
most probably to the spirit of Akbarism (the relativist theory of Ibn
‘Arabi) that pervaded the Ottoman elites.4
    And this eighteenth century, founded essentially on the broaden¬
ing of the concept of freedom, the individual and the rights of men,
also experienced the explosion of the consubstantial link between the
political and the religious. The problematic that flowered, crystallized
and proposed the solutions that eighteenth-century Europe would ex¬
perience (and on which the future would be built) was located by the
historians as originating in an Arabo-Occidental text, the famous De¬
cisive Treatise by Averroes (1126-1198).5 In this book, the Cordovan
philosopher systematizes the thought inaugurated by the first hell-
enizing philosopher from Baghdad, al-Kindi (796-873). Averroes
takes up and deepens al-Kindi’s reflection on the relation between re¬
ligion and philosophy, theology and technique. He perceives philoso¬
phy as the logical technique that underlies his method. In Arabic,
Averroes calls this ela, the instrument, and the organon, the instru¬
ment of thought as inherited from Aristotle, the aim of which is to
24                       The Malady of Islam
                                    26
                    Islam: Inconsolable in Its Destitution                    27
    These days, in the face of the political woes of the Islamic polis
and the irresistible propagation of fundamentalism, it is fashionable
among certain intellectuals who claim modernity to neglect this in¬
tense creativity over so many years. They neutralize this contribution
to civilization by limiting it to the princely environment and to mys¬
tics, a conjunction they see as paralyzing necessary political reforms.
Armed thus with the proof of political failure, these intellectual critics
preach a return to Averroes to patch together a civil viability. They
relativize Western borrowings, because a self-identity without this rel-
ativization would be wounding and even ignominious, in their eyes.2
Such intellectuals trot out yet again the dialectic of the particular and
the universal to heal themselves of the sickness of identity in a world
objectively Westernized, and in which everyone ought to serenely ap¬
propriate the insights of the Western Enlightenment.
    It is by such appropriations that the truth of the Enlightenment
will shine fully: If every non-Westerner uses its light, then this truth
will finally be rid of the smoke screen that veils things when the truth is
twisted by the descendants of those who first offered it to humankind.
The denial of the principle by the historical actions of the Westerners
does not suffice to disqualify the idea erected as a principle.
    This failing was noticed very early on, as long ago as 1834, in the
first Algerian text written in French, The Mirror, by Hamdane Khodja.
This is a confused book whose value for us lies only in a remark in the
preface, which formulates what will be the irrefutable argument of
every anticolonial stance. At the very moment when, in the name of the
liberty of the people, the French aided in the struggles of Belgium,
Greece and Poland in Europe, France—creator of that concept of lib¬
erty—was enslaving another people in Africa:
     This says it all. In this statement, we find one of the very first de¬
nunciations of that Western perversity that causes the European to act
against the idea (that he himself set forth as a principle) when the
preservation of his hegemony demands it.
     Will we find ourselves forced to agree with the critique that Carl
Schmitt formulated in 1926, concerning colonial empires? The Ger¬
man philosopher of law decries the illusion of democratic universality,
which leads to the opposition between the law of the state and the
rights of the people, and thinks that homogeneity and equality exist
only inside sameness, which annuls the universal. Democracy was
then limited to the West, which found itself incapable of creating uni¬
versal equality. In a colonial situation, democracy turns out to be
founded only on the concept of internal homogeneity and equality.
the concept of the foreigner and that would have tried to implement
the equality of all men.”5
    And Schmitt ends up defining colonies with this lapidary formula:
  Dependency in relation to the rights of the people, otherness in rela¬
tion to state law.”6
    Close to a century later this definition extends Hamdane Khodja’s
remark. Every Algerian who read it when it was written could recog¬
nize himself in it.
    Now that we live in the postcolonial era, are we able to say that
these perversions and illusions have ceased to exist? Or are they hid¬
ing behind other masks and disguises? If these failings continue to
manifest themselves, we can state without risk of error that their per¬
sistence feeds the resentment of the person who experiences its effects.
Such is the case with the Islamic subject.
The return to Averroes may,       however, not be without pedagogical
value in guiding the Islamic subject through the confusion that disori¬
ents him and opens him up to harkening to the disastrous fundamen¬
talist illusion. Certainly it doesn’t seem meaningless to go back to a
twelfth-century thinker who, in your own language, has analyzed and
resolved problems encountered in his time and that continue to beset
your contemporaries. Such concerns, for example, are the relation to
the other and the inequality of women.
    The relation to the other, to the stranger, is set forth admirably at
the beginning of Averroes’s Decisive Treatise.1 And the reasoning of
the medieval Cordovan philosopher can indeed provide today’s anx¬
ious identity seekers with an answer. In truth, it is common sense itself
that takes hold of the question through that technical aspect that deals
with the legitimacy of borrowing.
   In order to use his reason to gain knowledge of God and of the
whole of the creation God has endowed with being, Averroes recom-
                                    30
                   Islam: Inconsolable in Its Destitution               31
                                   34
                   Islam: Inconsolable in Its Destitution               35
W“Babington
    Drake returned to England, it was to hear the news of the
    hen
            plot.” This was a plot to assassinate Elizabeth, and to
place Mary of Scotland on the throne. In 1587 Mary was beheaded.
In Philip’s eyes the time had at last become ripe for an invasion of
England. Now that Mary was dead, there was less danger of France
and Scotland joining forces. And Philip, as a descendant of John of
Gaunt, could put in a claim that the throne of England, at the death
of Elizabeth, should come to himself or his daughter.
    The Armada was getting ready to sail in the summer. In April,
however, Drake was sent out again with a small fleet. His flag-ship
was again the Elizabeth Bonaventure. His second in command was
William Borough.
    His orders were “to prevent the joining together of the King of
Spain’s fleet out of their different ports. To keep victuals from them.
To follow them in case they should come out towards England or
Ireland. To cut off as many of them as he could, and prevent their
landing. To set upon the West Indian ships as they came or went.”
    But no sooner was he instructed than the Queen changed her
bold orders to milder ones. He was not to enter any port by force,
nor to offer violence to any towns, or ships in harbour. But Drake
had got away to sea without the second orders, and acted on the
first.
   He had heard that the ships were gathering in Cadiz harbour, and
there he decided boldly to seek for them. The outer and inner
harbours of Cadiz were crowded with shipping, most of which was
getting ready for the invasion of England. Drake’s fleet sailed in,
routed the defending galleys, and made havoc among the ships,
about thirty-seven of which were captured, burnt, or sunk. One was
a large ship belonging to the Marquis of Santa Cruz. They carried
away four ships laden with wine, oil, biscuits, and dried fruit;
“departing thence,” as Drake says, “at our pleasure, with as much
honour as we could wish.” They were chased by Spanish galleys,
which did little harm, for the wind favoured the English as they
sailed away from Cadiz.
    The Spaniards thought Drake had gone to stop the treasure fleet.
But Drake wished to stop the Armada, which was a much greater
affair. He knew now that Santa Cruz was making his headquarters at
Lisbon. Ships were gathering in the north of Spain. Recalde, one of
the best Spanish commanders, was waiting with a small fleet off
Cape St. Vincent to protect the treasure fleet when it arrived. Fifteen
big ships had escaped the attack in Cadiz harbour. The ships were to
meet in Lisbon, where Santa Cruz was collecting stores and food.
    Recalde succeeded in escaping Drake, and took his ships safely
into Lisbon. Drake resolved to secure the station he had left. This
was the castle of Sagres, near Cape St. Vincent. His own officers
were staggered with the boldness of his plan, and Borough solemnly
protested. He had urged caution before Cadiz harbour; again he
pleaded for a council of war. He was of an older school of seamen
than Drake, and was horrified at the ways of the man who was born,
as it has been said, “to break rules.”
   Drake was most indignant at his action, and put him under
arrest, while Borough expected daily that “the Admiral would have
executed upon me his bloodthirsty desire, as he did upon Doughty.”
              Drake at the taking of Sagres Castle
    After reading the accounts of Drake in the stories of the different
voyages, we can understand how his men adored his spirit, and
flocked to his ship to serve under his flag. To them there was
something magical, and to the Spaniards something uncanny, in his
luck. The English called him “Fortune’s child,” and the Spanish called
him “the Devil.” But some of the officers who served with him must
have liked him less. He made his plans swiftly, and generally well;
but the doing of them had to be swift and sure. Like many great
men he knew he was right, but could not stop to reason or argue
about his course. He acted upon the instinct of his genius, with a
sure and shining faith in himself, which must have been hateful to
smaller men. In the days of his later voyages, when he had not the
undivided control of his expedition, he failed, as he never did when
he was alone, “with the ships not pestered with soldiers,” as he once
said.
   The taking of the castle of Sagres seemed almost an
impossibility, so well did the rocks and steep cliffs defend the fort.
Drake himself commanded the attack on land, and in the end helped
to carry and pile the faggots against the castle gate. The
commander was slain, and then the fort surrendered. Thus Drake
took possession of one of the best places on the coast of Spain for
ships to anchor and get water.
   Meanwhile, the rest of the fleet had taken and burnt fifty ships
laden with wood and hoops of seasoned wood, for which Santa Cruz
was waiting to make his water-casks. The loss of these did much
damage to the Armada, and helped to ruin it.
    On the 10th of May, having disarmed the fort of Sagres by
throwing the big guns over the cliffs into the sea, Drake brought his
fleet to anchor in Cascaes Bay, south of Lisbon. He seems to have
judged Lisbon too strong to attack from the sea. He was prepared to
“distress the ships” had they come out; and he offered battle to
Santa Cruz, who, however, was short of powder and shot, and had
no ships ready as yet for action.
    So Drake went back to Sagres to clean his ships and refresh his
men. He then sailed for the Azores. A storm parted the ships, and on
the few that were left the men were anxious to go home. The ship
on which Borough was still a prisoner deserted. Drake believed that
Borough was responsible for this; and, though he was beyond reach,
in his anger Drake sentenced him, with his chief officers, to death as
mutineers.
    Drake went on with his nine remaining ships, and came upon a
splendid prize, the big San Felipe, the greatest ship in all Portugal,
richly laden with spice, china, silk, and chests of gold and jewels.
This prize was valued at nearly a million pounds; and, besides, she
carried secret papers of great value concerning the East India trade.
   On the 26th of June, Drake returned home after his brilliant
campaign. Santa Cruz had indeed gone out to chase him, but it was
too late.
   Borough was not found guilty by the court of law where Drake
accused him; but his grief of mind endured long. Some time after, he
wrote that “he was very fain to ease it as he might, hoping in good
time he should.”
                       CHAPTER XI
                    THE GREAT ARMADA
DArmada
    ’ raid upon the Spanish coast made it impossible for the
   rake s
        to sail in 1587. But after waiting so long Philip made his
preparations with an almost feverish haste. The death of his great
general, Santa Cruz, hindered his plans very much. Santa Cruz was a
commander of experience and renown, and the man most fitted,
both by his rank and his qualities, to undertake “the enterprise of
England.”
    The man chosen to succeed him was the Duke of Medina
Sidonia, whose exalted rank seems to have been his chief claim to
the difficult place into which he was thrust by Philip. He had no
desire to take the place; he wrote to Philip and told him quite simply
that he was no seaman, and knew little about naval fighting and less
about England. But he was ordered to take the fleet into the English
Channel and take possession of Margate. He was then to send ships
to bring the Duke of Parma and his army in safety to England, when
Parma was to assume the command of the expedition.
    But, after all, the Armada was not ready to sail till July 1588, and
the months between then and January were filled by the English
with preparations for defence. They had to face the difficulties, much
greater then than now, of keeping both men and ships on the seas,
and yet fit for action. Life on board ship tried the men very severely.
We have seen how often sickness broke out among the sailors if
they were kept long to their crowded, unhealthy quarters. The
feeding of both navies seems to have been a task of great difficulty.
This was due to the hurried demand for vast quantities of stores,
such as biscuit and salt meat The Spaniards, too, owing to Drake’s
foresight, had lost their water-casks, and had to depend on new
ones of unseasoned wood, which leaked.
    Lord Howard, a cousin of the Queen, was made Lord High
Admiral of England, and Drake was his Vice-Admiral and John
Hawkins his Rear-Admiral. With them served many other famous
men, such as Fenner, Frobisher, Wynter, and Seymour, and many
younger men from noble families. All were working hard, with spirits
stretched to an unusual pitch of endurance. In the letters they wrote
about the business in hand to the Queen and her Ministers of State
there is a note of high courage and defiance; and a distant echo
comes down to us from the dim old letters of all the stir and bustle
as the men gathered to the ships, and of the hum of excitement
about the clamouring dockyards. The shipwrights were working day
and night Lord Howard says he has been on board every ship
“where any man may creep,” and thanks God for their good state,
and that “never a one of them knows what a leak means.” Sir
William Wynter tells how badly the ships had suffered in the winter
storms, but adds: “Our ships doth show themselves like gallants
here. I assure you it will do a man’s heart good to behold them; and
would to God the Prince of Parma were upon the seas with all his
forces, and we in the view of them; then I doubt not but that you
should hear we would make his enterprises very unpleasant to him.”
    The ships are always spoken of like live creatures, and their
personal histories are well known and remembered. Lord Howard
says of his Ark (which was bought of Sir Walter Raleigh by the
Queen): “And I pray you tell her Majesty from me that her money
was well given for the Ark Ralegh, for I think her the odd (only) ship
in the world for all conditions; and truly I think there can no great
ship make me change and go out of her.” And again: “I mean not to
change out of her I am in for any ship that ever was made.”
    Drake had “her Majesty’s very good ship the Revenge” which was
so famous then and afterwards. Lord Henry Seymour writes from on
board “the Elizabeth Bonaventure, the fortunate ship where Sir
Francis Drake received all his good haps.” Howard and Drake, with
other commanders of experience, were of one mind; they wanted to
go out and meet the enemy upon the coasts of Spain, and so
prevent the Spanish fleet from ever reaching England.
    Howard pressed this opinion as that of men whom the world
judged to be the wisest in the kingdom. But the Queen was unwilling
to send the fleet away, and she still talked of making peace.
    Both the Spaniards and the English were persuaded that God was
fighting with them. Philip told the Duke of Medina Sidonia, that as
the cause was the cause of God, he could not fail. In England Drake
was saying that “the Lord is on our side”; and Fenner wrote to the
Queen: “God mightily defend my gracious Mistress from the raging
enemy; not doubting that all the world shall know and see that her
Majesty’s little army, guided by the finger of God, shall beat down
the pride of His enemies and hers, to His great glory.” Nowadays we
do not look upon our enemies as necessarily the enemies of God.
    Howard’s letters show a very noble mind. He grudged no time or
labour in the ordering of his fleet, down to the smallest matters. He
is full of care for the mariners, and is anxious that they should be
well paid and fed. He takes the advice of Drake and the other
seamen of greater experience than himself.
    The fleet did at last go out, but was driven back by the winds;
and suddenly, after the fret and worry and strain of all those
months, there is a pause, and Howard writes: “Sir, I will not trouble
you with any long letter; we are at this present otherwise occupied
than with writing. Upon Friday, at Plymouth, I received intelligence
that there was a great number of ships descried off the Lizard:
whereupon, although the wind was very scant, we first warped out
of harbour that night, and upon Saturday turned out very hardly, the
wind being at south-west; and about three of the clock in the
afternoon, descried the Spanish fleet, and did what we could to work
for the wind, which by this morning we had recovered.... At nine of
the clock we gave them fight, which continued until one.... Sir, the
captains in her Majesty’s ships have behaved themselves most
bravely and like men hitherto, and I doubt not will continue, to their
great commendation.... Sir, the southerly wind that brought us back
from the coast of Spain brought them out.”
    William Hawkins, then Mayor of Plymouth, writes that the
“Spanish fleet was in view of this town yesternight, and the Lord
Admiral passed to the sea and out of sight.” They could see the
fleets fighting, the English being to windward of the enemy. He was
sending out men as fast as he could find ships to carry them.
   There is a legend that Drake and his officers were playing bowls
on Plymouth Hoe when the news that the Armada was in the
Channel was brought to him by the captain of a pinnace. Drake
calmly finished his game, the story says, saying there was time to do
that and to beat the Spaniards too.
    As the Spanish ships lay in the English Channel, blinded with the
mist and rain, the Duke sent a boat to get news. Four fishermen of
Falmouth were brought away who had that evening seen the English
fleet go out of Plymouth, “under the charge of the English Admiral
and of Drake.”
   The Spaniards had come out ready to fight in the old way, in
which they had won so many brilliant victories. They had always
fought their naval battles with great armies on great ships, much as
they would fight on land. The soldiers despised big guns, and liked
better the bravery of a close fight, “with hand-thrusts and push of
pike.” The sailors were not prepared to fight at all, but with the help
of slaves they sailed the big galleys and fighting ships, and the
swarm of smaller troop-ships and store-ships that swelled the
numbers of the fleet which carried an army.
                Drake at bowls on Plymouth Hoe
   The numbers of the ships on both sides are now said to have
been not so very unequal. If the Spaniards could have fought in their
own way, they must have been easily victorious. But the English had
got the wind at their back and the enemy in front of them, and
being better masters of their ships, they had the choice, and they
chose to fight at a distance, and never to board the big ships till they
were already helpless.
    Their ships were newer, and built on different lines, and could sail
faster. They were smaller than our modern men-of-war, but carried
more guns for their size. They were, as the Spaniards said, “very
nimble and of good steerage, so that the English did with them as
they desired. And our ships being very heavy compared with the
lightness of those of the enemy, it was impossible to come to hand-
stroke with them.”
   The English ships were manned with sailors and gunners who
could both sail the ships and fight the enemy. The guns were fired at
the hulls of the Spanish ships and not wasted on the enemy’s
rigging, which was harder to aim at.
    The fleets met on the 21st of July, and there followed a week of
fighting and of disasters to the Spaniards. Yet as the news of their
coming up the Channel came to those on shore, who watched
beside the beacon fires with anxious hearts, the danger must have
seemed little less fearful than before. Those who viewed the
“greatness and hugeness of the Spanish army” from the sea,
considered that the only way to move them was by fire-ships.
   Sidonia had steered his great fleet magnificently through the
dangers of the Channel; he anchored outside Calais to await the
answer to the urgent messages he had sent to the Duke of Parma.
But, as we know, the “Narrow Seas” were well watched by the
English, and they were so helped by the Dutch that Parma never
reached the shores of England.
   Eight fire-ships were hastily prepared and sent down upon the
Spanish fleet, “all burning fiercely. These worked great mischief
among the Spanish ships (though none of them took fire), for in the
panic their cables and anchors were slipped.”
    The great fight took place off Gravelines, on the Flemish coast,
where most of the scattered ships of the Armada had drifted in the
general confusion. The English hastened to take advantage of this
confusion, while Sidonia was forming his fleet again into battle order.
They “set upon the fleet of Spain (led by Sir Francis Drake in the
Revenge) and gave them a sharp fight,” while Lord Howard stopped
to capture a helpless ship, the finest, they said, upon the sea. “And
that day, Sir Francis’ ship was riddled with every kind of shot.”
   The fight went on from nine in the morning till six at night, when
the Spanish fleet bore away, beaten, towards the north. Howard
says that “after the fight, notwithstanding that our powder and shot
was well near all spent, we set on a brag-countenance and gave
them chase as though we had wanted nothing (or lacked nothing)
until we had cleared our own coast and some part of Scotland of
them.”
    Drake was appointed to follow the fleet, and he writes, “We have
the army of Spain before us, and mind, with the grace of God, to
wrestle a pull with him. There was never anything pleased me better
than the seeing the enemy flying with a southerly wind to the
northwards. God grant you have a good eye to the Duke of Parma:
for with the grace of God, if we live, I doubt it not but ere it be long
so to handle the matter with the Duke of Sidonia as he shall wish
himself at St. Mary Port among his orange trees.”
    At the end of this letter he says, “I crave pardon of your honour
for my haste, for that I had to watch this last night upon the enemy.”
And in another letter to Walsingham he signs himself, “Your honour’s
most ready to be commanded but now half-sleeping Francis Drake.”
    Many of the Spanish ships, being so crippled, were wrecked in
stormy weather off the coasts of Scotland and Ireland, which were
unknown to them, and thus the more dangerous. Not half of those
who put out to sea ever reached Spain again. Many men were killed
in battle or died of their wounds, and they were the most fortunate,
for others were drowned, or perished miserably by the hands of the
natives of the coasts. Some who escaped were put to death by the
Queen’s orders, and some lingered in the foul prisons of that time.
The instinct of savage cruelty revives, even in highly civilised races,
in time of war, and spreads, like an infection.
                    Fighting the Great Armada
    We get a glimpse, in an old list of plunder taken from the Spanish
prisoners, of the brave looks of the vanished host, that included the
flower of Spanish youth and chivalry. There were “breeches and
jerkins of silk, and hose of velvet, all laid over with gold lace, a pair
of breeches of yellow satin, drawn out with cloth of silver, a leather
jerkin, perfumed with amber and laid over with a gold and silver
lace, a jerkin embroidered with flowers, and a blue stitched taffety
hat, with a silver band and a plume of feathers.”
    For some time England was haunted by fears that the Armada
would return to her coasts, or that Parma would avenge himself. But
the reports of the many wrecks and of the massacre of Spanish
soldiers eased this present anxiety. And it was well, for fever and
sickness broke out in the English ships, and the men were dying in
hundreds, “sickening one day and dying the next,” as the letters say.
The ships had to be disinfected and many of the men dispersed.
                      CHAPTER XII
                 EXPEDITION TO LISBON
Tsecure
  hegreat Armada was scattered, and yet the English did not feel
        from their enemy. The sight of that fleet so near their
shores in “its terror and majesty,” and the memory of its vast army
of well-drilled soldiers, left a feeling of deep uneasiness in the minds
of wise men. “Sir,” writes Howard to Walsingham, “safe bind, safe
find. A kingdom is a great wager. Sir, you know security is
dangerous: and had God not been our best friend, we should have
found it so. Some made little account of the Spanish force by sea:
but I do warrant you, all the world never saw such a force as theirs
was....”
   Fortune had favoured England this time, but what if Philip built
newer and lighter ships, and really succeeded in landing his army?
They did not as yet know that Philip had no money to build his ships
with, and rumours of a second invasion were plentiful.
    The Spaniards, it is true, had suffered great loss and a crushing
defeat to their pride, but they had not, after all, lost anything that
they already had, but only failed to get something they wanted very
badly to have, and the second kind of loss matters far less than the
first.
    But, on the other hand, if the English had been defeated, it is
difficult to think how darkly their history might have been changed.
It was this thought that made the wise men sober in the midst of
the national joy and exultation. They saw how much England, as an
island, must depend for strength and defence upon her navy, and
they saw this much more clearly than before. But Drake had seen it
for a long time. And he had seen something more. He had seen that
the English navy must be ready and able to protect her merchant
ships by distressing and attacking her enemies abroad, and that this
was a means of keeping the enemy so busy abroad that he could
not invade the peace of England at home.
   Elizabeth was eager to complete the destruction of Philip’s navy,
now so much crippled. In the spring of 1589 she consented to a new
expedition being fitted out, and appointed Sir John Norreys and Sir
Francis Drake as commanders-in-chief. The two men had fought
together in Ireland. “Black John Norreys,” as he was called, came of
a famous fighting family, and had served in the Lowlands and in
France with high courage and skill. During the Spanish invasion he
had been made chief of the land forces. It is said that in one battle
he went on fighting after three horses had been killed under him.
With him went his brother Edward, and a famous Welsh captain, Sir
Roger Williams, was his second in command.
   The objects of the expedition were: first, to distress the King of
Spain’s ships; second, to get possession of some of the islands of
the Azores in order to waylay the treasure ships; and, lastly, to try to
recover for Don Antonio his lost kingdom of Portugal.
   Money for this expedition was raised from every possible source.
The Queen gave six royal ships and two pinnaces, money, food, and
arms. The forces were made up of soldiers, gentlemen who wished
to make their fortunes in war, and English and Dutch sailors and
recruits, most of whom were pressed. With this large but mixed
army the generals prepared to face the best-trained soldiers in
Europe.
    As usual, there were many delays. The ships were not ready to
go out, and much of the food was consumed before they started.
More was not to be had, though Drake and Norreys wrote letter
after letter begging for supplies. The Queen had already begun to
regard the expedition with disfavour. Some days before the fleet
sailed, the young Earl of Essex, her latest Court favourite, had
slipped away to sea with Sir Roger Williams on the Swiftsure. He was
tired of a courtier’s life, and wanted to breathe freer air, and to help
to fight the Spaniards. The Queen was very angry, and sent orders
for his arrest, accusing Drake and Norreys of aiding his escape. But
they declared they knew nothing of his plans.
    About this time some Flemish ships appeared in Plymouth
harbour laden with barley and wine, and Drake seized their cargoes
in the Queen’s name to victual his fleet, and sailed early in April. The
weather was so rough that several of the ships containing troops
were unable to get beyond the Channel, but even with lesser
numbers the crews were short of food before they reached Spain.
   Philip was very ill at this time, and in grave anxiety. He knew that
Drake and the English ships might land on his coasts, that the
French might cross the mountains with an invading force, and that
the Portuguese might arise in rebellion to win back the crown for
Don Antonio. This last danger seemed to Philip the most urgent, and
Drake guessed this, and landed his men on the north-west coast at
Corunna.
   In doing this he tried to obey the Queen’s orders to distress the
King’s ships, and also, no doubt, to satisfy the craving of his hungry
crews for food and plunder. The lower town of Corunna was taken,
and much wine and food consumed and much wasted. The
townsfolk were routed and put to the sword, and their houses
burned. An attempt to take the upper town failed, but the English
were the victors in a sharp battle which took place some miles from
the town, and they thus secured their retreat to the ships and sailed
away.
    The presence of Drake on the coasts caused great panic, for his
name and luck had become a terror to the people. Philip felt deeply
insulted that such an attack should be made “by a woman, mistress
of half an island, with the help of a pirate and a common soldier.” In
Spain, as we have seen, the command was always given to
gentlemen of high birth and breeding and title.
   Four days after leaving Corunna, the fleet first sighted some of
the missing ships, and also the Swiftsure with the missing Earl, who
had “put himself into the journey against the opinion of the world,
and, as it seemed, to the hazard of his great fortune.” The Swiftsure
had taken six prizes off Cape St. Vincent.
    The two generals had from the first wished to go straight to
Lisbon, and it is thought that if they had done so, and thus given the
Spaniards no warning of their coming, they might have had success.
But they were hindered by the Queen’s orders to destroy the
shipping now collected in the northern ports, and chiefly in
Santander. After leaving Corunna, however, they decided in council
not to attempt that port, both soldiers and sailors reasoning that the
conditions did not favour an attack.
    They landed next at the Portuguese town of Peniche, which lies
about fifty miles north of Lisbon. It was difficult to land on the surf-
bound coast, and some of the boats were upset and battered. At
last, Essex sprang into the waves and waded ashore with his soldiers
and climbed the steep cliffs. The commandant, thus surprised,
willingly surrendered to Antonio as his lawful king, “The king” soon
had a following of peasants and friars, but neither nobles nor
soldiers came to help him. He was eager to march to Lisbon, where
he thought he was sure of a welcome. Norreys resolved to march
there overland. Drake, it is said, would have liked better to attack
the town from the sea in his usual daring but successful fashion. But
the soldiers’ plan carried the day; and leaving some ships at Peniche,
Drake promised, if he could, to bring the fleet to meet them at
Cascaes, at the mouth of the river Tagus, south of Lisbon.
    There, when he arrived, he waited, not liking to venture up the
river without knowing where the soldiers were, and not liking to quit
the sea, where he could give them the means of retreat if necessary.
For this he was very much blamed by the soldiers at the time, and
afterwards when he got home. The point is still disputed.
   Meanwhile the army was encamped outside the walls of Lisbon,
but they never got inside. The Portuguese refused to join Don
Antonio’s party, and the Spanish governor kept the gates shut in a
grim and heroic defence. The English sailors were sick and hungry;
they had had no exercise on board ship to keep them healthy, and
were exhausted with the heat. The stores and guns were on the
ships with Drake. So, reluctantly, they left the suburbs of Lisbon and
marched to Cascaes, where they embarked, not without some loss,
and sailed away.
   While they were still disputing in the councils, a fleet of German
ships were sighted, and most of them secured. They were carrying
corn and stores to Spain, against the rules of war, which bind
countries not concerned in the quarrel to help neither foe. So the
English seized sixty ships and the stores, both of which had been
destined to furnish the new Armada of Spain.
   Next came into view some English ships with supplies, but also
with angry letters from the Queen; in answer to which Essex was
sent home bearing the news that the expedition, though diminished
by sickness and death, still meant to sail to the Azores.
    On June the 8th a wind had scattered the fleet, and suddenly left
it becalmed. The Lisbon galleys came out and cut off four English
ships.
     The winds continued to prevent the fleet from going towards the
Azores, and all this time hundreds of sick and wounded men were
dying. After seventeen days at sea, they landed at the town of Vigo
and burned it, and laid waste the country round. At length storms
and sickness and ill-fortune drove them home, and the expedition,
woefully shrunken, straggled miserably back. Don Antonio died, poor
and forsaken, some years later. The English had done a considerable
amount of damage, but at great cost to themselves; for the loss of
life was terrible, and that of money very considerable. Both Norreys
and Drake were called upon to account for their failure, and at the
time Drake got the most of the blame. Perhaps he was more hardly
judged because failure had never come near him before, and his
successes had always been so brilliant. His best friends at Court
were dead, and for five years he was not asked to act in the Queen’s
service. So five years of his life which should have been the most
active were spent in retirement, if not actually in “disgrace with
fortune and men’s eyes.”
   The war was carried on upon the old lines of distressing the
King’s ships, but with very poor success. After Drake’s voyage round
the world, which encouraged other adventurers and treasure-
seekers, the Spanish treasure-fleet had been carefully guarded. This
was done by strongly fortifying the coast stations, by providing an
armed escort, and a service of light ships, which went frequently to
and fro with letters of advice and warning from the Indies to Spain.
    Drake had ruined this defence in 1585, and in 1588 again many
of the guard-ships had to be used in the service of the Armada. A
really strong English fleet might at this time have stayed the
treasure, but Philip continued to gather in his gold, and also began,
with splendid patience, to rebuild his navy. In 1591 a royal squadron
was sent out under Lord Thomas Howard, and the great battle of Sir
Richard Grenville on the Revenge was fought, “the fight of the one
and the fifty-three,” with the loss of that ship and the victory of the
Spanish fleet. The Queen made a fighting alliance with Henry the
Fourth of France, who was the enemy of Philip, and this she felt
would help to keep him out of England. Philip was now trying to
establish a fortified station on the north coast of Brittany, from which
his new Armada might be despatched.
                     CHAPTER XIII
                     THE LAST VOYAGE
DRichard
     had settled in Buckland Abbey, which he had bought from Sir
   rake
         Grenville. He helped to prepare and furnish ships for
some of the different excursions against Spain, and he spent much
time on schemes to improve Plymouth. He paid to have pure water
brought to the town from many miles away; he had flour-mills built,
that the sailors might have good biscuits provided for them, and he
overlooked the work of fortifying Plymouth, and making it in all ways
a strong naval station.
   As the danger of a fresh invasion by Philip grew more
threatening, Drake was called to Court again, and it was about this
time that he gave to the Queen his written story of the voyage to
Nombre de Dios.
   In 1595 a fresh expedition was arranged for the Indies, and after
the usual bewildering indecision at Court, and difference of views
and plans (delays that proved fatal to an excursion whose proper
nature was to be swift and secret, and above all things powerful), on
August 28, 1598, Sir Francis Drake started on his last voyage.
    The story of the expedition begins by saying that “the Spaniard
leaves no means untried to turn the peace of England into a cursed
thraldom, and this is shown by his attempts, and also by his greedy
desires to be our neighbour in Brittany, to gain so near us a quiet
and safe road for his fleet. So the forces were sent to invade him in
that kingdom from whence he has feathers to fly to the top of his
high desires.
    “The invasion was glorious spoken of long before it was sent, and
Sir Francis Drake was named General. For his very name was a great
terror to all in those parts, and he had done many things in those
countries to his honourable fame and profit. But entering into them
as the Child of Fortune, it may be that his self-willed and peremptory
(despotic) command was doubted, and that caused her Majesty, as it
should seem, to join Sir John Hawkins as second in command. He
was an old, wary man, and so leaden-footed” (or slow in action)
“that Drake’s meat would be eaten before his was cooked. They
were men of such different natures that what one desired the other
commonly opposed. The journey had so glorious a name that
crowds of volunteers came to them, and they had to discharge such
few as they had pressed. Yet many times it was very doubtful if the
voyage would be made, till at last the news came of a ship of the
King of Spain, which was driven into Puerto Rico with two millions
and a half of treasure. So her Majesty commanded them to haste
their departure, which they did with twenty-seven ships.”
   The generals began to disagree soon after. Drake wanted to
begin with an attack upon the Canaries, and Hawkins thought it
unnecessary and unwise; and, as the story says, “the fire which lay
hidden in their stomachs began to break forth.”
    It was five years since Drake had fought with his old enemies. He
did not know how much stronger the Spanish defence at sea had
become, owing to the lessons he had given them, nor how complete
Philip had made the protection of the traffic and the treasure-ships.
He was to see this first at the Canary Islands, where he tried, and
failed, to make one of his old surprise visits.
    The fleet sailed on, and anchored on the 29th of October, for
water, at Guadeloupe. The Delight was the last of the ships to arrive
the next day, and she brought news that the Francis, a small ship of
the company, was taken by five Spanish ships, which had been sent
out by Philip to bring home the wrecked ship at Puerto Rico. This
was a great misfortune, because Sir John Hawkins had made known
to all the company, “even to the basest mariners,” the places whither
they were bound, naming Puerto Rico, Nombre de Dios, and
Panama. Now the Spaniards would learn this from their prisoners,
and at once send warning to the coasts.
   Drake wanted to give chase at once, but Hawkins was old and
cautious, and desired to stay and mount his guns, take in water, set
up his pinnaces, and make all things ready to meet the Spaniards.
    And Sir John prevailed, “for that he was sickly, Sir Francis being
loath to breed his further disquiet.” It took four days to make those
preparations, and always the sickness of Sir John increased. On the
12th of October Drake brought the fleet up by a secret way to
Puerto Rico, and about three o’clock that afternoon Sir John Hawkins
died.
    In the evening, as Drake sat at supper, his chair was shot from
under him, and two of his officers received their death wounds from
the Spanish guns. The ships had to move away. The next night the
English made a desperate effort to fire the five ships that had come
for the treasure. Four of them were set alight, but only one was
burnt, and by the great light she gave the Spaniards “played upon
the English with their ordnance and small shot as if it had been fair
day,” and sunk some of the boats.
    Next day Drake, undaunted by failure, determined to try and take
his whole fleet boldly into the harbour and storm the place. But the
Spaniards, guessing his desperate intention, and fearing his great
courage, sunk four ships laden with merchandise and armed, as they
were, and so, at a great sacrifice, blocked the way for the English.
    Drake took counsel with the soldiers as to the strength of the
place, but most of them thought it too great a risk, though one or
two were for trying it. “The General presently said: ‘I will bring you
to twenty places far more wealthy and easier to be gotten;’ and
hence we went on the 15th. And here,” says the teller of the story, “I
left all hope of good success.”
   On the way to Nombre de Dios they stopped at Rio de la Hacha,
where Drake had first been wronged by the Spaniards. This town
they took with little difficulty, and some treasure was won.
   On December 27th they were at Nombre de Dios, which they
took with small resistance. But the people had been warned, and
had fled and hidden their treasure, and the town was left very bare.
So they resolved to “hasten with speed to Panama.” The soldiers
were under the command of Sir Thomas Baskerville, who had been a
brave fighter against the Spaniards before now in Holland and
France. They started to go to Panama by the old road well known to
Drake. He, meanwhile, stayed with the ships and burned the town.
He was about to sail nearer the river when news came that the
soldiers were returning. The road was only too strongly defended
now, and Baskerville’s men were driven back with severe loss. They
were a small force, and weak with the long march through heavy
rains; their powder was wet and their food scarce and sodden, and
Baskerville decided upon a retreat. “This march,” says the story, “had
made many swear that they would never buy gold at such a price
again.”
    Drake, being disappointed of his highest hopes, now called a
council to decide what was to be done. All the towns had been
forewarned, and told “to be careful and look well to themselves, for
that Drake and Hawkins were making ready in England to come
upon them.” And now the company seem to have regarded their
leader with some bitterness, as his brave promises failed, and the
places that he used to know were found to be changed and
formidable. Now they had to rely “upon cards and maps, he being at
these parts at the farthest limit of his knowledge.” But still he
proposed fresh places that had the golden sound of riches in their
names, and gallant Baskerville said he would attempt both, one after
another.
   But the winds drove them instead to a “waste island, which is
counted the sickliest place in the Indies, and there died many of the
men, and victuals began to grow scarce. Here,” says Maynarde, who
writes the story, “I was often private with our General, and I
demanded of him why he so often begged me, being in England, to
stay with him in these parts as long as himself.... He answered me
with grief, protesting that he was as ignorant of the Indies as myself,
and that he never thought any place could be so changed, as it
were, from a delicious and pleasant arbour into a waste and desert
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