So, Anne is Queen for approximately 1,000 days (somewhere in the vicinity of three years for people who are not good at math) during which time outrageous rumors are spread about her. Not just the witchcraft stuff, but accusations that she was having an incestuous relationship with her brother (she was not) and another member of the court (who was almost certainly gay).
The only person it seems possible she might have had an affair with was Thomas Wyatt. He was certainly in love with her, because he got into a very public fight with the King about her over a game of bowls. However, the affair is in doubt, given Wyatt’s poem Whoso List To Hunt, which is commonly thought to be about Anne. It runs:
“WHOSO list to hunt ? I know where is an
But as for me, alas ! I may no more,
The vain travail hath wearied me so sore ;
I am of them that furthest come behind.
Yet may I by no means my wearied mind
Draw from the deer ; but as she fleeth afore
Fainting I follow ; I leave off therefore,
Since in a net I seek to hold the wind.
Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt
As well as I, may spend his time in vain !
And graven with diamonds in letters plain,
There is written her fair neck round about ;
‘ Noli me tangere ; for Cæsar’s I am,
And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.”
He spends his time in vain. He does not say, “I am totally banging that deer, and it is the best. Deers are great.”
That would be a nice poem to write to someone you love, gentlemen readers.
Oh, Anne was the deer.