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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Lives of the Most Famous English Poets (1687) + +Author: William Winstanley + +Commentator: William Riley Parker + +Release Date: March 25, 2005 [EBook #15461] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MOST FAMOUS ENGLISH POETS *** + + + + +Produced by David Starner, Leonard Johnson and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net. + + + + + + +</pre> + + <div class="title"> + <h1> + THE LIVES + </h1> + <h3> + <i>Of the Most Famous</i> + </h3> + <h1> + <i>English Poets</i>. + <br /> + </h1> + <h5> + (1687) + <br /> + </h5> + <h5> + BY + </h5> + <h2> + <i>William Winstanley</i>. + <br /> + </h2> + <h5> + A FACSIMILE REPRODUCTION + <br /> + WITH AN INTRODUCTION + </h5> + <h5> + BY + </h5> + <h2> + <i>William Riley Parker</i> + <br /> + </h2> + <h3> + GAINESVILLE, FLORIDA + <br /> + SCHOLARS' FACSIMILES & REPRINTS + <br /> + 1963 + <br /> + <br /> + </h3> + <h4> + SCHOLARS' FACSIMILES & REPRINTS + <br /> + 1605 N.W. 14th AVE. + <br /> + GAINESVILLE, FLORIDA, U.S.A. + <br /> + </h4> + <h3> + HARRY R. WARFEL, GENERAL EDITOR + <br /> + <br /> + </h3> + <h5> + REPRODUCED FROM A COPY OWNED BY + </h5> + <h3> + HARRY R. WARFEL + <br /> + <br /> + </h3> + <h4> + L.C. CATALOG CARD NUMBER: 63-7095 + <br /> + <br /> + </h4> + <h4> + MANUFACTURED IN THE U.S.A. + </h4> + <h4> + LETTERPRESS BY J.N. ANZEL, INC. + <br /> + PHOTOLITHOGRAPHY BY EDWARDS BROTHERS + <br /> + BINDING BY UNIVERSAL-DIXIE BINDERY + </h4> + </div> + <hr /> + <p> + [Transcribers note: The errata, listed at the end of this book + are incorporated as the author wished. Pop-up notes will be seen + by placing the cursor over the affected word. Original text is + also provided via pop-up, where other obvious changes were made. + In most cases possible misspellings are left as in the original + with a note for what the word might be. + </p> + <p> + Text in bold face was originally printed in "blackletter" font.] + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <i>Introduction</i> + </h2> + <p> + This book merits more attention and respect from literary + historians than thus far have been accorded it. The case must be + stated carefully. The work has obvious faults and limitations, + which probably account for its never having been reprinted since + its appearance in 1687. Almost forty percent of it is largely or + entirely derivative. Its author, William Winstanley (1628?-1698), + was undoubtedly a compiler and a hack-writer; his attitudes and + methods can hardly be termed "scholarly." Nevertheless, this + pioneer in biographical and bibliographical research was more + nearly a scholar than the man he is usually alleged to have + plagiarized; he wanted to <i>see</i> the books that Edward + Phillips was often content merely to list by title in his + <i>Theatrum Poetarum</i> (1675), and altogether, for his own + enjoyment and that of his readers, he quoted from the works of + more than sixty poets. Moreover, unlike Phillips, he tried to + arrange his authors in chronological order, from Robert of + Gloucester to Sir Roger L'Estrange. + </p> + <p> + Though Winstanley's <i>Lives</i> advertises on its title page + accounts "of above Two Hundred" poets, only 147 are actually + listed in the catalogue, and only 168 are noted throughout. Of + these 168, only 34 had not already been mentioned by Phillips, a + dozen years before. Some borrowing was inevitable, and, in fact, + Winstanley leaned heavily upon both Phillips and Fuller for + information and clues, just as Phillips had leaned heavily upon + Bale's <i>Summarium</i> (1548), Camden's <i>Remains</i>, + Puttenham's <i>Art of English Poesy</i>, several Elizabethan + miscellanies, and Kirkman's play catalogues. Both men built (as + scholars must build) upon the obvious materials available. Both + (in the manner of their age) were extremely casual about + documentation and acknowledgment. If this leads us to talk + unhistorically about "theft," we must say that Phillips "stole" + from a half dozen or so people, whereas Winstanley simply + appropriated a lot of these stolen goods. For doing so, he alone + has been labelled a plagiarist. + </p> + <p> + Let us be more specific. Of Winstanley's accounts of 168 poets, + 34 seem to have come out of the <i>Theatrum Poetarum</i> with + nothing new added (10 of these 34 merely named). Of the remaining + 134 accounts, 34 are of poets not mentioned by Phillips, 29 are + utterly independent of Phillips, 40 are largely independent (that + is, they borrow some from Phillips but add more than they + borrow), and 31 are largely derivative. We would praise a + doctoral dissertation that succeeded in giving so much new data. + Winstanley was careless, but he was not lazy, and he had a + literary conscience of sorts. Often he went to Phillips' sources + and came away with more than Phillips found (most conspicuously + in his use of Francis Kirkman's 1671 play catalogue). + </p> + <p> + Since the groundwork had so recently been laid, Winstanley's + problem, far more than that of Phillips, was one of selection. In + the <i>Theatrum Poetarum</i> 252 modern British poets are named. + Of these Winstanley chose to omit the 16 female and 33 Scottish + poets. Of the remaining 203, he dropped 68, and for the student + of literary reputation these omissions raise some interesting + questions. Undoubtedly a few were inadvertent. About a dozen were + authors noted but not dated by Phillips, and it is probable that + Winstanley was unable to learn more about them. Fifteen others + were English poets who apparently did not write in the + vernacular. An additional fifteen were poets dated by Phillips + but described as inferior or almost forgotten. Still another + fifteen were older or early Renaissance poets whose names + probably meant nothing to Winstanley. On the other hand, he omits + the following late Renaissance or contemporary poets whose period + is plainly indicated in the <i>Theatrum Poetarum</i> and who, we + might suppose, would be known to anyone attempting literary + history in the year 1687: Richard Barnfield, Thomas Campion, + Francis Davison, John Hall of Durham, William Herbert, William + Leighton, Thomas Sackville, Henry Vaughan the Silurist, and + Samuel Woodford. + </p> + <p> + That most of Winstanley's omissions were deliberate, and were + prompted by some awareness of literary reputation, is suggested + not only by his request for help on a revised edition (which + never materialized) but also by the fact that he was able to add + to the <i>Theatrum Poetarum</i> thirty-four poets, almost all of + whom could have been noted by Phillips. Among these were such + recent poets as Thomas Tusser, Giles Fletcher the elder, Sir John + Beaumont, Jasper Heywood, Philemon Holland, Sir Thomas Overbury, + John Taylor the Water Poet, and the Earl of Rochester. The reader + of this volume may want to have the additional names before him; + they are: Sir John Birkenhead, Henry Bradshaw, William + Chamberlayne, Hugh Crompton, John Dauncey, John Davies (d. 1618), + Robert Fabyan, John Gower (fl. 1640), Lewys Griffin, "Havillan," + Richard Head, Matthew Heywood, John Higgins, Thomas Jordan, Sir + William Killigrew, Sir Roger L'Estrange, Matthew of Paris, John + Oldham, Edward Phillips himself, John Quarles, Richard the + Hermit, John Studley, John Tatham, Christopher Tye, Sir George + Wharton, and William of Ramsey. Mentioned incidentally are John + Owen, Laurence Whitaker, and Gawin Douglas. + </p> + <p> + Among the accounts that are utterly independent of Phillips are + those of Churchyard, Chapman, Daniel, Ford, Cower, Lydgate, Lyly, + Massinger, Nashe, Quarles, Suckling, Surrey, and Sylvester. Among + those that add more than they borrow are the notices of Beaumont + and Fletcher, Chaucer, Cleveland, Corbet, Donne, Drayton, Phineas + Fletcher, Greene, Greville, Jonson, Lodge, Lovelace, Middleton, + More, Randolph, Shakespeare, Sidney, Spenser, Warner, and + Withers. + </p> + <p> + To a modern critic Winstanley may seem devoid of taste, but his + acquaintance with English poetry is impressive. Indeed, + Winstanley, unlike Phillips, strikes us as a man who really read + and enjoyed poetry. Phillips is more the slipshod bibliographer + and cataloguer, collecting names and titles; Winstanley is the + amateur literary historian, seeking out the verse itself, + arranging it in chronological order, and trying, by his dim + lights, to pass judgment upon it. + </p> + <p class="citation"> + WILLIAM RILEY PARKER + </p> + <p class="quotsig"> + <i>Indiana University</i> + <br /> + <i>12 March 1962</i> + </p> + <hr /> + <div class="ctr"> + <img src="images/image01.png" alt= + "London Printed for Samuel Manship at the Black Bull in Cornhill near the Royall Exchange." + title= + "London Printed for Samuel Manship at the Black Bull in Cornhill near the Royall Exchange." /> + <p class="caption"> + London Printed for Samuel Manship at the Black Bull in Cornhill + near the Royall Exchange. + </p> + </div> + <hr /> + <div class="title"> + <h4> + THE + </h4> + <h1> + LIVES + </h1> + <h4> + Of the most Famous + </h4> + <h1> + English Poets, + <br /> + </h1> + <h4> + OR THE + </h4> + <h3> + Honour of <i>PARNASSUS</i>; + <br /> + </h3> + <h4> + In a Brief + </h4> + <h1> + ESSAY + </h1> + <h4> + OF THE + </h4> + <h3> + WORKS and WRITINGS + </h3> + <h4> + of above Two Hundred of them, from the + <br /> + Time of K. <i>WILLIAM</i> the Conqueror, + <br /> + </h4> + <h4> + To the Reign of His Present Majesty + </h4> + <h2> + King JAMES II. + <br /> + </h2> + <h6> + <i>Marmora</i> Mæonij <i>vincunt Monumenta Libelli</i>; + <br /> + <i>Vivitur ingenio, extera Mortis erunt</i>. + <br /> + </h6> + <h5> + Written by <i>WILLIAM WINSTANLEY</i>, Author of + <br /> + the <i>English Worthies</i>. + <br /> + </h5> + <h4> + <b>Licensed,</b> <i>June</i> 16, 1685. Rob. Midgley. + <br /> + </h4> + <h4> + <i>LONDON</i>, + <br /> + </h4> + <h4> + Printed by <i>H. Clark</i>, for <b>Samuel Manship</b> at the + <br /> + Sign of the <i>Black Bull</i> in <i>Cornhil</i>, 1687. + </h4> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + TO THE WORSHIPFUL + <br /> + Francis Bradbury, Esq; + </h2> + <p> + The Judicious Philosopher <i>Philo-Judæus,</i> in his Book <i>De + Plantatione</i> Noe, saith; <i>That when God had made the whole + World's Mass, he created Poets to celebrate and set out the + Creator himself, and all his Creatures:</i> such a high Estimate + had he of those Genius of brave Verse. Another saith, that Poets + were the first <i>Politicians</i>, the first <i>Philosophers</i>, + and the first <i>Historiographers</i>. And although Learning and + Poetick Skill were but very rude in this our Island, when it + flourished to the height in <i>Greece</i> and <i>Rome</i>, yet + since hath it made such improvement, that we come not behind any + Nation in the World, both in Grandity and Gravity, in Smoothness + and Propriety, in Quickness and Briefness; so that for <i>Skill, + Variety, Efficacy</i> and <i>Sweetness</i>, the four material + points required in a Poet, our <i>English</i> Sons of + <i>Apollo,</i> and Darlings of the <i>Delian Deity,</i> may + compare, if not exceed them + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Whose victorious Rhime,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Revenge their Masters Death,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>and conquer Time</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And indeed what is it that so masters Oblivion, and causeth the + Names of the dead to live, as the divine Strains of sacred + Poesie? How are the Names forgotten of those mighty Monarchs, the + Founders of the <i>Egyptian Pyramids</i>, when that + <i>Ballad-Poet, Thomas Elderton</i>, who did arm himself with Ale + (as old Father <i>Ennius</i> did with Wine) is remembred in Mr. + <i>Cambden's Remains?</i> having this made to his Memory, <i>Hic + situs est sitiens atque ebrius</i> Eldertonus, <i>Quid dico; hic + situs est; hic potius sitis est</i>. + </p> + <p> + Now, Sir, all my Ambition, that I address these <i>Lines</i> unto + you, is, that you will pardon the Defects I have committed + herein, as having done my good will in so short an <i>Epitome</i> + to lay a <i>Ground-work</i>, on which may be built a <i>sumptuous + Structure</i>; a Work well worthy the Pen of a second + <i>Plutarch</i>; since Poetical Devices have been well esteemed. + even amongst them who have been ignorant of what they are; as the + judicious Mr. <i>Cambden</i> reports of <i>Sieur Gauland</i>, + who, when he heard a Gentleman express that he was at a Supper, + where they had not only good Company and good Chear, but also + savoury <i>Epigrams</i>, and fine <i>Anagrams</i>; he returning + home, rated and belowted his <i>Cook</i>, as an ignorant + <i>Scullion</i>, that never dressed or served up to him either + <i>Epigrams</i> or <i>Anagrams</i>. + </p> + <p> + But, <i>Sir</i>, I intrench upon your Patience, and shall no + further; only subscribing my self, + </p> + <p class="quotsig"> + <i>Your Worship's ever</i> + <br /> + <i>to be Commanded</i>, + </p> + <p class="citation"> + William Winstanley. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + THE PREFACE TO THE READER. + </h2> + <p> + As we account those Books best written which mix Profit with + Delight, so, in my opinion, none more profitable nor delightful + than those of Lives, especially them of Poets, who have laid out + themselves for the publick Good; and under the Notion of Fables, + delivered unto us the highest Mysteries of Learning. These are + the Men who in their Heroick Poems have made mens Fames live to + eternity; therefore it were pity (faith <i>Plutarch</i>) that + those who write to Eternity, should not live so too. Now above + all Remembrances by which men have endeavoured even in despight + of Death, to give unto their Fames eternity, for Worthiness and + Continuance, Books, and Writings, have ever had the Preheminence; + which made <i>Ovid</i> to give an endless Date to himself, and to + his <i>Metamorphosis</i>, in these Words; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Famque Opus exegi, &c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Thus Englished by the incomparable Mr. <i>Sandys</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>And now the Work is ended, which</i> Jove's <i>Rage,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Nor Fire, nor Sword, shall raze, nor eating Age,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Come when it will, my Death's uncertain hour</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Which only of my Body hath a power;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Yet shall my better Part transcend the Sky,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And my immortal Name shall never dy:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>For wherefoe're the</i> Roman <i>Eagles spread</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Their conquering Wings, I shall of all be read.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And if we Prophets truly can divine,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>I in my living Fame shall ever shine</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + With the same Confidence of Immortality, the Renowned Poet + <i>Horace</i> thus concludes the Third Book of his <i>Lyrick</i> + Poesie. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Exegi Monumentum ære perennius.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Regalique situ, &c</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>A Monument than Brass more lasting, I,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Than Princely Pyramids in site more high</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Have finished, which neither fretting Showrs,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Nor blustring Winds, nor flight of Years, and Hours,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Though numberless, can raze; I shall not die</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Wholly; nor shall my best part buried lie</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Within my Grave</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And <i>Martial</i>, Lib. 10. Ep. 2. thus speaks of his Writings; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + ——<i>My Books are read in every place,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And when</i> Licinius, <i>and</i> Messala's <i>high</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Rich Marble Towers in ruin'd Dust shall lie,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>I shall be read, and Strangers every where,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Shall to their farthest Homes my Verses bear</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Also <i>Lucan</i>, Lib. 9. of his own Verse, and <i>Cæsar's</i> + Victory at <i>Pharsalia</i>, writeth thus; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>O great and sacred Work of Poesie!</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Thou freest from Fate, and giv'st Eternity</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>To mortal Wights; but</i> Cæsar <i>envy not</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Their living Names; if</i> Roman <i>Muses ought</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>May promise thee, whilst</i> Homer's <i>honoured,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>By future Times shalt Thou and I be read;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>No Age shall us with dark Oblivion stain,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>But our</i> Pharsalia <i>ever shall remain.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But this Ambition, or (give it a more moderate Title), Desire of + Fame, is naturally addicted to most men; The Triumph of + <i>Miltiades</i> would not let <i>Themistocles</i> sleep; For + what was it that <i>Alexander</i> made such a Bustle in the + world, but only to purchase an immortal Fame? To what purpose + were erected those stupendious Structures, entituled <i>The + Wonders of the World, viz.</i> The walls of <i>Babylon</i>, the + <i>Rhodian Colossus</i>, the Pyramids of <i>Egypt</i>, the Tomb + of <i>Mausolus, Diana's</i> Temple at <i>Ephesus</i>, the + <i>Pharoes</i> Watch-Tower, and the Statue of <i>Jupiter</i> in + Achaya, were they not all to purchase an immortal Fame thereby? + Nay, how soon was this Ambition bred in the heart of man? for we + read in <i>Genesis</i> the 11th. how that presently after the + Flood, the People journeying from the <i>East</i>, they said + among themselves, <i>Go to, let us build us a City, and a tower, + whose Top may reach unto Heaven; and let us make us a Name</i>. + Here you see the intent of their Building was to make them a + Name, though God made it a Confusion; as all such other lofty + Buildings built in Blood and Tyranny, of which nothing now + remains but the Name; which is excellently exprest by <i>Ovid</i> + in the Fifteenth Book of his <i>Metamorphosis</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Troy <i>rich and powerful, which so proudly stood,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>That could for ten years spend such streams of Blood,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>For Buildings, only her old Ruines shows,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>For Riches, Tombs, which slaughter'd Sires enclose</i>, + </div> + <div> + Sparta, Mycenæ, <i>were of</i> Greece <i>the Flowers;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>So</i> Cecrops <i>City, and</i> Amphion's <i>Towers:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Now glorious</i> Sparta <i>lies upon the ground</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>Lofty</i> Mycenæ <i>hardly to be found.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Of</i> Oedipus <i>his</i> Thebes <i>what now remains?</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Or</i> of Pandion's Athens, <i>but their Names?</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + So also <i>Sylvester</i> in his <i>Du Bartus</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Thebes, Babel, Rome, <i>those proud Heaven-daring + Wonders,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Lo under ground in Dust and Ashes lie,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>For earthly Kingdoms even as men do die.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + By this you may see that frail Paper is more durable than Brass + or Marble; and the Works of the Brain more lasting than that of + the Hand; so true is that old Verse, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Marmora <i>Mæonij</i> vincunt Monumenta Libelli: + </div> + <div> + Vivitur ingenio, cætera mortis erunt. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>The Muses Works Stone-Monuments outlast.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>'Tis Wit keeps Life, all else Death will down cast.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Now though it is the desire of all Writers to purchase to + themselves immortal Fame, yet is their Fate far different; some + deserve Fame, and have it; others neither have it, nor deserve + it; some have it not deserving, and others, though deserving, yet + totally miss it, or have it not equall to their Deserts: Thus + have I known a well writ Poem, after a double expence of Brain to + bring it forth, and of Purse to publish it to the World, + condemned to the Drudgery of the <i>Chandler</i> or + <i>Oyl-man</i>, or, which is worse, to light <i>Tobacco</i>. I + have read in Dr. <i>Fuller's Englands Worthies</i>, that Mr. + <i>Nathanael Carpenter</i>, that great Scholar for <i>Logick</i>, + the <i>Mathematicks, Geography</i>, and <i>Divinity</i>, setting + forth a Book of <i>Opticks</i>, he found, to his great grief, the + Preface thereof in his Printers House, <i>Casing + Christmas-Pies</i>, and could never after from his scattered + Notes recover an Original thereof; thus (saith he) <i>Pearls</i> + are no <i>Pearls</i>, when <i>Cocks</i> or <i>Coxcombs</i> find + them. + </p> + <p> + There are two things which very much discourage Wit; ignorant + Readers, and want of <i>Mecænasses</i> to encourage their + Endeavours. For the first, I have read of an eminent Poet, who + passing by a company of Bricklayers at work, who were repeating + some of his Verses, but in such a manner as quite marred the + Sence and Meaning of them; he snatching up a Hammer, fell to + breaking their Bricks; and being demanded the reason thereof, he + told them, that <i>they spoiled his Work, and he spoiled + theirs</i>. And for the second; what greater encouragement to + Ingenuity than Liberality? Hear what the Poet <i>Martial</i> + saith, + </p> + <p> + <i>Lib. 10. Epig. 11.</i> + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>What deathless numbers from my Pen would flow,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>What Wars would my</i> Pierian <i>Trumpet blow,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>If, as</i> Augustus <i>now again did live,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>So</i> Rome <i>to me would a</i> Mecænas <i>give.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The ingenious Mr. <i>Oldham</i>, the glory of our late Age, in + one of his Satyrs, makes the renowned <i>Spenser</i>'s Ghost thus + speak to him, disswading him from the Study of Poetry. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Chuse some old</i> English <i>Hero for thy Theme,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Bold</i> Arthur, <i>or great</i> Edward<i>'s greater + Son,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Or our fifth</i> Henry, <i>matchless to renown;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Make</i> Agin-Court, <i>and</i> Crescy<i>-fields + out-vie</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>The fam'd</i> Laucinan<i>-shores, and walls of</i> Troy; + </div> + <div> + <i>What</i> Scipio, <i>what</i> Mæcenas <i>wouldst thou + find;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>What</i> Sidney <i>now to thy great project kind?</i> + </div> + <div> + Bless me! how great a <i>Genius</i>! how each Line + </div> + <div> + Is big with Sense! how glorious a design + </div> + <div> + Does through the whole, and each proportion shine! + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + How lofty all his Thoughts, and how inspir'd! + </div> + <div> + Pity, such wondrous Parts are not preferr'd: + </div> + <div> + <i>Cry a gay wealthy Sot, who would not bail,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>For bare Five Pounds the Author out of Jail,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Should he starve there and rot; who, if a Brief</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Came out the needy Poets to relieve,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>To the whole Tribe would scarce a Tester give.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But some will say, it is not so much the <i>Patrons</i> as the + <i>Poets</i> fault, whose wide Mouths speak nothing but Bladders + and Bumbast, treating only of trifles, the Muses Haberdashers of + small wares. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Whose Wit is but a Tavern-Tympany,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>The Shavings and the Chips of Poetry.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Indeed such Pedlars to the Muses, whose Verse runs like the Tap, + and whose invention ebbs and flows as the Barrel, deserve not the + name of Poets, and are justly rejected as the common Scriblers of + the times: but for such who fill'd with <i>Phebean</i>-fire, + deserve to be crowned with a wreath of Stars; for such brave + Souls, the darlings of the <i>Delian</i> Deity, for these to be + scorn'd, contemn'd, and disregarded, must needs be the fault of + the times; I shall only give you one instance of a renowned Poet, + out of the same Author. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>On</i> Butler, <i>who can think without just rage,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>The glory and the scandal of the age,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Fair stood his hopes, when first he came to Town,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Met every where with welcoms of renown,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Courted, and lov'd by all, with wonder read,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And promises of Princely favour fed:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>But what reward for all had he at last,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>After a life in dull expectance pass'd?</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>The wretch at summing up his mispent days,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Found nothing left, but poverty, and praise:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Of all his gains by Verse he could not save</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Enough to purchase Flannel, and a grave:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Reduc'd to want, he in due time fell sick,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Was fain to die, and be interr'd on Tick:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And well might bless the Feaver that was sent,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>To rid him hence, and his worse fate prevent.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Thus you see though we have had some comparable to <i>Homer</i> + for Heroick Poesie, and to <i>Euripides</i> for Tragedy, yet have + they died disregarded, and nothing left of them, but that only + once there were such Men and Writings in being. + </p> + <p> + I shall, in the next place, speak something of my Undertakings, + in writing the Lives of these Renowned Poets. Two things, I + suppose, may be laid to my charge; the one is the omission of + some that ought with good reason to have been mentioned; and the + other, the mentioning of those which without any injury might + have been omitted. For the first, as I have begg'd pardon at the + latter end of my Book for their omission, so have I promised, (if + God spare me life so long) upon the first opportunity, or second + Edition of this Book, to do them right. In the mean time I should + think my self much beholding to those persons who would give me + any intelligence herein, it being beyond the reading and + acquaintance of any one single person to do it of himself. + </p> + <p> + And yet, let me tell ye, that by the Name of Poet, many more of + former times might have been brought in than what I have named, + as well as those which I have omitted that are now living, + namely, Sir <i>Walter Rawleigh</i>, Mr. <i>John Weever</i>, Dr. + <i>Heylin</i>, Dr. <i>Fuller,</i> &c. but the Volume growing + as big as the Bookseller at present was willing to have it, we + shall reserve them to another time, they having already eternized + their Names by the never dying Histories which they have wrote. + </p> + <p> + Then for the second thing which may be objected against me, That + I have incerted some of the meanest rank; I answer, That + comparatively, it is a less fault to incert two, than to omit + one, most of which in their times were of good esteem, though now + grown out of date, even as some learned Works have been at first + not at all respected, which afterwards have been had in high + estimation; as it is reported of Sir <i>Walter Rawleigh</i>, who + being Prisoner in the Tower, expecting every hour to be + sacrificed to the <i>Spanish</i> cruelty, some few days before he + suffered, he sent for Mr. <i>Walter Burre</i>, who had formerly + printed his first Volume of of <i>the History of the World</i>, + whom, taking by the hand, after some other discourse, he ask'd + him, How that Work of his had sold? Mr. <i>Burre</i> returned + this answer, That it sold so slowly, that it had undone him. At + which words of his, Sir <i>Walter Rawleigh</i> stepping to his + Desk, reaches the other part of his History, to Mr. <i>Burre</i>, + which he had brought down to the times he lived in; clapping his + hand on his breast, he took the other unprinted part of his Works + into his hand with a sigh, saying, <i>Ah my Friend, hath the + first Part undone thee? The second Volume shall undo no more; + this ungrateful World is unworthy of it</i>; When immediately + going to the fire-side he threw it in, and set his foot on it + till it was consumed. As great a Loss to Learning as Christendom + could have, or owned; for his first Volume after his death sold + Thousands. + </p> + <p> + It may likewise be objected, That some of these Poets here + mentioned, have been more famous in other kind of Studies than in + Poetry, and therefore do not shine here as in their proper sphere + of fame; but what then, shall their general knowledge debar them + from a particular notice of their Abilities in this most + excellent Art? Nor have we scarce any Poet excellent in all its + Species thereof; some addicting themselves most to the + <i>Epick</i>, some to the <i>Dramatick</i>, some to the + <i>Lyrick</i>, other to the <i>Elegiack</i>, the + <i>Epænitick</i>, the <i>Bucolick</i>, or the <i>Epigram</i>; + under one of which all the whole circuit of <i>Poetick Design</i> + is one way or other included. + </p> + <p> + Besides, should we have mentioned none but those who upon a + strict scrutiny the Name of Poet doth belong unto, I fear me our + number would fall much short of those which we have written; for + as one writes, <i>There are many that have a Fame deservedly for + what they have writ, even in Poetry itself, who, if they come to + the test, I question how well they would endure to open their + Eagle-eyes against the Sun.</i> But I shall wade no further in + this Discourse, desiring you to accept of what is here written. + </p> + <p class="quotsig"> + I remain + <br /> + Yours, + </p> + <p class="citation"> + <i>William Winstanley.</i> + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + The Names of the Poets Mention'd in this Book. + </h2> + <ul class="TOC"> + <li> + <i><a href="#robert_g">Robert of Glocester</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <a href="#richard_h"><i>Richard</i> the Hermit</a> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#joseph_e">Joseph of Exeter</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#michael_b">Michael Blaunpayn</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#matthew_p">Matthew Paris</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_r">William Ramsey</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#alexander_n">Alexander Nequam</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#alexander_e">Alexander Essebie</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#robert_b">Robert Baston</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#henry_b">Henry Bradshaw</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#havillan">Havillan</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#john_g">John Gower</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#geoffrey_c">Geoffrey Chaucer</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_l">John Lydgate</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_h">John Harding</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#robert_f">Robert Fabian</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_s">John Skelton</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_l">William Lilly</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#thomas_m">Thomas More</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#henry_h">Henry Howard, Earl</a></i> of + <i>Surry</i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#thomas_w">Thomas Wiat</a></i> + </li> + <li>Dr. <i><a href="#christopher_t">Christopher Tye</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_le">John Leland</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_c">Thomas Churchyard</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_hi">John Higgins</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#abraham_f">Abraham Fraunce</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_w">William Warner</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_t">Thomas Tusser</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_s">Thomas Stow</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#lodge">Dr. Lodge</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#robert_gr">Robert Greene</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_n">Thomas Nash</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#philip_s">Philip Sidney</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#fulk_g">Fulk Grevil</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#edmund_s">Edmund Spenser</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#john_ha">John Harrington</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_he">John Heywood</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_h">Thomas Heywood</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#george_p">George Peel</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_li">John Lilly</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_wa">William Wager</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#nicholas_b">Nicholas Berton</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#tho_k">Tho. Kid, Tho. Watson</a></i>, &c. + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#thomas_o">Thomas Overbury</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#michael_d">Michael Drayton</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#joshua_s">Joshua Sylvester</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#samuel_d">Samuel Daniel</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#george_c">George Chapman</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#robert_ba">Robert Baron</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#lodowic_c"><ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: spelling in text 'Lodovic'">Lodowic</ins> + Carlisle</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_f">John Ford</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#anthony_b">Anthony Brewer</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#henry_g">Henry Glapthorn</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_d">John Davis of Hereford + </a></i> + </li> + <li>Dr. <i><a href="#john_do">John Donne</a></i> + </li> + <li>Dr. <i><a href="#richard_c">Richard Corbet</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#benjamin_j">Benjamin Johnson</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#fr_b">Fr. Beaumont</a></i> and <i><a href= + "#jo_f">Jo. Fletcher</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_s">William Shakespeare</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#christopher_m">Christopher Marlow</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#barton_h">Barton Holyday</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#cyril_t">Cyril Turney</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_mi">Thomas Middleton</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_ro">William Rowley</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_d">Thomas Deckar</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_m">John Marston</a></i> + </li> + <li>Dr. <i><a href="#jasper_m">Jasper Main</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#james_s">James Shirley</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#philip_m">Philip Massinger</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_w">John Webster</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_b">William Brown</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_r">Thomas Randolph</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#john_b">John Beaumont</a></i> + </li> + <li>Dr. <i><a href="#philemon_h">Philemon Holland</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_g">Thomas Goffe</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_na">Thomas Nabbes</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#richard_b">Richard Broome</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#robert_c">Robert Chamberlain</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_sa">William Sampson</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#george_s">George Sandys</a></i>, Esq; + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#john_su">John Suckling</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#william_h">William Habington</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#francis_q">Francis Quarles</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#phineas_f">Phineas Fletcher</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#george_h">George Herbert</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#richard_cr">Richard Crashaw</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#william_c">William Cartwright</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#aston_c">Aston Cockain</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#john_da">John Davis</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_ma">Thomas May</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#charles_a">Charles Aleyn</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#george_w">George Withers</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#robert_he">Robert Herric</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_t">John Taylor</a></i>, Water Poet + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_ra">Thomas Rawlins</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#thomas_ca">Thomas Carew</a></i> + </li> + <li>Col. <i><a href="#richard_l">Richard Lovelace</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#alexander_b">Alexander Broome</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#john_c">John Cleaveland</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#john_bi">John Birkenhead</a></i> + </li> + <li>Dr. <i><a href="#robert_w">Robert Wild</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#abraham_c">Abraham Cowley</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#edmond_w">Edmond Waller</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#john_de">John Denham</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#william_d">William Davenant</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#george_wa">George Wharton</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#robert_h">Robert Howard</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#cavendish">W. Cavendish of Newcastle</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#william_k">William Killegrew</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_st">John Studly</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_ta">John Tatham</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_j">Thomas Jordan</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#hugh_c">Hugh Crompton</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#edmund_p">Edmund Prestwich</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#pagan_f">Pagan Fisher</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#edward_s">Edward Shirburn</a></i>, Esq; + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_q">John Quarles</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_mi">John Milton</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_o">John Ogilby</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#richard_f">Richard Fanshaw</a></i> + </li> + <li>Earl of <i><a href="#orrery">Orrery</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_ho">Thomas Hobbs</a></i> + </li> + <li>Earl of <i><a href="#rochester">Rochester</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#thomas_f">Thomas Flatman</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#martin_l">Martin Luellin</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#edmond_f">Edmond Fairfax</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#henry_k">Henry King</a></i>, Bishop of + <i>Chichester</i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_man">Thomas Manley</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#lewis_g">Lewis Griffin</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_dau">John Dauncey</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#richard_he">Richard Head</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#john_p">John Philips</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#john_ol">John Oldham</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#john_dr">John Driden</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#elkinah_s">Elkinah Settle</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#george_e">George Etheridge</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#john_wi">John Wilson</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#thomas_sh">Thomas Shadwell</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#thomas_st">Thomas Stanley</a></i>, Esq; + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#edward_p">Edward Philips</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#thomas_sp">Thomas Sprat</a></i> + </li> + <li> + <i><a href="#william_sm">William Smith</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#john_la">John Lacey</a></i> + </li> + <li>Mr. <i><a href="#william_wh">William Whicherly</a></i> + </li> + <li>Sir <i><a href="#roger_l">Roger L'Estrange</a></i> + </li> + </ul> + <hr /> + <h4> + THE + </h4> + <h1> + LIVES + </h1> + <h4> + Of the most Famous + </h4> + <h1> + ENGLISH POETS, + </h1> + <h2> + FROM <i>WILLIAM</i> the <i>Conqueror</i>, + <br /> + to these Present Times. + </h2> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <i><a name="robert_g" id="robert_g">The Life of ROBERT of + Glocester.</a></i> + </h2> + <p> + We will begin first with <i>Robert</i> of <i>Glocester</i>, so + called, because a Monk of that City, who flourisht about the + Reign of King <i>Henry</i> the Second; much esteemed by Mr. + <i>Cambden</i>, who quotes divers of his old <i>English</i> + Rhythms in praise of his Native Country, <i>England</i>. Some + (who consider not the Learning of those times) term him a Rhymer, + whilst others more courteously call him a Poet: Indeed his + Language is such, that he is dumb in effect, to the Readers of + our Age, without an Interpreter; which that ye may the better + perceive, hear these his Verses of <i>Mulmutius Dunwallo</i>, in + the very same Language he wrote them. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <b>A Kynge there was in</b> Brutayne Donwallo <b>was his + Nam,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Staleworth and hardy, a man of grete Fam:</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>He ordeyned furst yat theeues yat to Temple flowen + wer,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>No men wer so hardy to do hem despit ther;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That hath he moche such yhold, as hit begonne tho,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Hely Chyrch it holdeth yut, and wole ever mo.</b> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Antiquaries (amongst whom Mr. <i>Selden</i>) more value him for + his History than Poetry, his Lines being neither strong nor + smooth, yet much informing in those things wherein he wrote; + whereof to give you a taste of the first planting Religion in + this Land by King <i>Lucius</i>, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Lucie Cocles <b>Son after him Kynge was,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>To fore hym in Engelonde Chrestendom non was,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>For he hurde ofte miracles at Rome,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And in meny another stede, yat thurgh Christene men + come,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>He wildnede anon in hys herte to fonge Chrystendom.</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Therefor Messagers with good Letters he nom,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That to the Pape</b> Eleutherie <b>hastelyche wende;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And yat he to hym and his menne expondem sende,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And yat he might seruy God wilned muche thereto,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And seyd he wald noght be glader hyt were ydo.</b> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This <i>English</i> Rhymer or Poet, which you will have it to be, + is said to have lived whilst he was a very old man, and to have + died about the beginning of the Reign of King <i>John</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="richard_h" id="richard_h"></a><i>RICHARD the Hermit</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Contemporary with <i>Robert</i> of <i>Glocester</i>, was one + <i>Richard</i>, a Religious Hermit, whose Manuscripts were a + while ago (and for ought I know, are still) kept in + <i>Exeter</i>-Library, although <i>Exeter</i>-House in the + <i>Strand</i>, is converted now into an Exchange: This Religious + Hermit studied much in converting the Church-Service into + <i>English</i> Verse; of which we shall give you an Essay in part + of the <i>Te Deum</i>, and part of the <i>Magnificat</i>, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <h4> + Te Deum. + </h4> + <div> + <b>We heryen ye God, we knowlechen ye Lord:</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>All ye erye worships ye everlasting fader:</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Alle Aungels in hevens, and alle ye pours in yis + world,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Cherubin and Seraphin cryen by voyce to ye unstyntyng</b>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <h4> + Magnificat. + </h4> + <div> + <b>My Soul worschips the Louerd, and my Gott joyed in God my + hele</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>For he lokyd ye mekenes of hys hondemayden:</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>So for iken of yat blissefulle schall sey me all + generacjouns;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>For he has don to me grete thingis yat mercy is, and his + nam hely.</b> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He likewise translated all the Psalms of <i>David</i>, as also + the <i>Collects, Epistles</i> and <i>Gospels</i> for the whole + year, together with the <i>Pater Noster</i> and <i>Creed</i>; + though there was then another <i>Pater Noster</i> and + <i>Creed</i> used in the Church, sent into <i>England</i> by + <i>Adrian</i> the Fourth, Pope of <i>Rome</i>, an + <i>Englishman</i>, the Son of <i>Robert Breakspeare</i> of + <i>Abbots Langley</i> in <i>Hertfordshire</i>, unto King + <i>Henry</i> the Second; which (for variety sake) we shall give + you as followeth: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <h4> + Pater Noster. + </h4> + <div> + <b>Ure fader in hevene riche,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Thi nom be haliid everliche,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Thou bring us to thi michilblisce,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Thi wil to wirche thu us wille,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Als hit is in hevene ido</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Ever in erth ben hit also,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That heli bred that lastyth ay,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Thou sende hious this ilke day,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Forgiv ous al that we hauith don,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Als we forgiu och oder mon,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>He let ous falle in no founding,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Ak seilde ous fro the foul thing. Amen</b>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <h4> + The Creed. + </h4> + <div> + <b>I Beleeve in God fader almigty, shipper of heven and + erth,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And in Jhesus Crist his onle thi son vre Louerd,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That is iuange thurch the hooli Ghost, bore of Mary + Maiden,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Tholede pine undyr</b> Pounce Pilate, <b>pitcht on rode + tre, dead and yburiid.</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Litcht into helle, the thridde day fro death arose,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Steich into hevene, sit on his fader richt hand God + Almichty,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Then is cominde to deme the quikke and the dede,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>I beleve in ye hooli Gost,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Alle hooli Chirche,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>None of alle hallouen forgivenis of sine,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Fleiss uprising,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Lif withuten end. Amen.</b> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + When this <i>Richard</i> the Hermit died, we cannot find, but + conjecture it to be about the middle of the Reign of King + <i>John</i>, about the year 1208. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="joseph_e" id="joseph_e"></a><i>JOSEPH</i> of + <i>Exeter</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Joseph of Exeter</i> was born at the City of <i>Exeter</i> in + <i>Devonshire</i>, he was also sirnamed <i>Iscanus</i>, from the + River <i>Isk</i>, now called <i>Esk</i>, which running by that + City, gave it formerly the denomination of <i>Isca</i>. This + <i>Joseph</i> (faith my Author) was <i>a Golden Poet in a Leaden + Age</i>, so terse and elegant were his Conceits and Expressions. + In his younger years he accompanied King <i>Richard</i> the + First, in his Expedition into the <i>Holy Land</i>, by which + means he had the better advantage to celebrate, as he did, the + <ins class="correction" title= + "Original reads 'Arts'; see Errata.">Acts</ins> of that warlike + Prince, in a Poem, entituled <i>Antiochea</i>. He also wrote six + Books <i>De Bello Trojano</i>, in Heroick Verse, which, as the + learned <i>Cambden</i> well observes, was no other then that + Version of <i>Dares Phyrgius</i> into <i>Latine</i> Verse. Yet so + well was it excepted, that the <i>Dutchmen</i> not long since + Printed it under the name of <i>Cornelius Nepos</i>, an Author + who lived in the time of <i>Tully</i>, and wrote many excellent + pieces in Poetry, but upon a strict view of all his Works, not + any such doth appear amongst them; they therefore do this + <i>Joseph</i> great wrong in depriving him the honour of his own + Works. He was afterwards, for his deserts, preferred to be + Arch-bishop of <i>Burdeaux</i>, in the time of King <i>John</i>, + about the year 1210. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="michael_b" id="michael_b"></a><i>MICHAEL BLAUNPAYN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This <i>Michael Blaunpayn</i>, otherwise sirnamed the + <i>Cornish</i> Poet, or the Rymer, was born in <i>Cornwall</i>, + and bred in <i>Oxford</i> and <i>Paris</i>, where he attained to + a good proficiency in Learning, being of great fame and + <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'ostentation'">estimation</ins> + in his time, out of whose Rymes for merry <i>England</i> as + <i>Cambden</i> calls them, he quotes several passages in that + most excellent Book of his <i>Remains</i>. It hapned one + <i>Henry</i> of <i>Normandy</i>, chief Poet to our <i>Henry</i> + the Third, had traduced <i>Cornwall</i>, as an inconsiderable + Country, cast out by Nature in contempt into a corner of the + land. Our <i>Michael</i> could not endure this Affront, but, full + of Poetical fury, falls upon the Libeller; take a tast (little + thereof will go far) of his strains. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Non opus est ut opus numere quibus est opulenta,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Et per quas inopes sustentat non ope lenta,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Piscibus & stanno nusquam tam fertilis ora</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + We need not number up her wealthy store, + </div> + <div> + Wherewith this helpful Lands relieves her poor, + </div> + <div> + No Sea so full of Filh, of Tin, no shore. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Then, in a triumphant manner, he concludeth all with this + Exhortation to his Countrymen: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Quid nos deterret? si firmiter in pede stemus,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Fraus ni nos superat, nihil est quod non superemus.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + What should us fright, if firmly we do stand? + </div> + <div> + Bar fraud, and then no force can us command. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Yet his Pen was not so lushious in praising, but, when he listed, + it was as bitter in railing, witness this his Satyrical Character + of his aforesaid Antagonist. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Est tibi gamba capri, crus passeris, & latus Apri,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Os leporis, catuli nasus, dens & gena Muli,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Frons vetulæ, tauricaput, & color undique Mauri,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>His argumentis quibus est argutia Mentis,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Quod non a Monstro differs, satis hic tibi monstro.</i> + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Gamb'd like a Goat, Sparrow-thigh'd, sides as a Boar, + </div> + <div> + Hare-mouth'd, Dog-nos'd, like Mule thy teeth and chin, + </div> + <div> + Brow'd as old wife, Bull headed, black as a <i>More</i>, + </div> + <div> + If such without, then what are you within? + </div> + <div class="i2"> + By these my signs the wife will easily conster, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + How little thou does differ from a Monster. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This <i>Michael</i> flourished in the time of King <i>John</i>, + and <i>Henry</i> the Third. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="matthew_p" id="matthew_p"></a><i>MATTHEW PARIS</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Matthew Paris</i> is acknowledged by all to be an + <i>Englishman</i> saving only one or two wrangling Writers, who + deserve to be arraigned of Felony for robbing our Country of its + due; and no doubt <i>Cambridgeshire</i> was the County made happy + by his birth, where the Name and Family of <i>Paris</i> is right + ancient, even long before they were setled therein at + <i>Hildersham</i>, wherein they still flourish, though much + impaired for their Loyalty in the late times of Rebellion. + </p> + <p> + He was bred a Monk of St. <i>Albans</i>, living in that loose Age + a very strict and severe life, never less idle than when he was + alone; spending those hours, reserved from Devotion, in the sweet + delights of Poetry, and laborious study of History, in both which + he excelled all his Contemporaries: His skill also was excellent + in Oratory and Divinity, as also in such manual Arts as lie in + the Suburbs of the liberal Sciences, Painting, Graving, + <i>&c.</i> so that we might sooner reckon up those things + wherein he had no skill, as those wherein he was skilled: But his + <i>Genius</i> chiefly disposed him for the writing of Histories, + writing a large Chronicle with great Commendations from the + <i>Norman</i> Conquest to the Year of our Lord 1250. where he + concludes with this Distich: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Sifte tui metas studij</i>, Matthæe, <i>quietas</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Nec ventura petas, quæ postera proferat atas.</i> + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Matthew, here cease thy Pen in peace, and study on no more, + </div> + <div> + Nor do thou rome at things to come, what next Age hath in + store. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Yet, notwithstanding this resolution, he afterwards resumed that + Work, continuing it to the Year 1259. a History impartially and + judicially written, neither flattering any for their Greatness, + nor sparing others for their Vices, no not so much as those of + his own Profession; yet though he had sharp Nails, he had clean + Hands, strict in his own, as well as linking at the loose + conversation of others, and for his eminent austerity, was + imployed by Pope <i>Innocent</i> the Fourth, not only to visit + the Monks in the Diocess of <i>Norwich</i> but also was sent by + him into <i>Norway</i>, to reform the Discipline in <i>Holui</i>, + a fair Covent therein, but much corrupted. + </p> + <p> + His History was set forth with all integrity about a hundred + years ago, by his namesake, <i>Matthew Parker</i>, (though some + asperse it with a suspition of forgery) and afterwards in a + latter and more exact Edition, by the care and industry of Doctor + <i>William Wats</i>, and is at this present in great esteem + amongst learned men. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_r" id="william_r"></a><i>WILLIAM RAMSEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This <i>William Ramsey</i> was born in <i>Huntingtonshire</i>, a + County famous for the richest <i>Benedictines</i> Abbey in + <i>England</i>; yet here he would not stay, but went to + <i>Crowland</i>, where he prospered so well, that he became Abbot + thereof. <i>Bale</i> saith he was a <i>Natural Poet</i>, and + therefore no wonder if fault be found in the Feet of his Verses; + but by his leave, he was also a good Scholar, and Arithmetician + enough to make his Verse run in right Numbers. + </p> + <p> + This <i>William</i> wrote the Lives of St. <i>Guthlake</i>, St. + <i>Neots</i>, St. <i>Edmond</i> the King, and divers others, all + in Verse, which no doubt were very acceptable and praise-worthy + in those times; but the greatest wonder of him, and which may + seem a wonder indeed, was, that being a Poet, he paid the vast + Debts of others, even forty thousand Marks for the engagement of + his Covent, and all within the compass of eighteen Months, + wherein he was Abbot of <i>Crowland</i>. This was a vast Sum in + that Age, and would render it altogether incredible for a Poet to + do, but that we find he had therein the assistance of King + <i>Henry</i> the Second; who, to expiate the Blood of + <i>Becket</i>, was contented to be melted into Coyn, and was + prodigiously bountiful to many Churches as well as to this. He + died about the year 1180. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="alexander_n" id="alexander_n"></a><i>ALEXANDER + NEQUAM</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Alexander Nequam</i>, the learnedest <i>Englishman</i> of his + Age, was born at St. <i>Albans</i> in <i>Hartfordshire</i>: His + Name in <i>English</i> signifies <i>Bad</i>, which caused many, + who thought themselves wondrous witty in making Jests, (which + indeed made themselves) to pass several Jokes on his Sirname, + whereof take this one instance: <i>Nequam</i> had a mind to + become a Monk in St. <i>Albans</i>, the Town of his Nativity, and + thus Laconically wrote for leave to the Abbot thereof; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Si vis, veniam, sin autem, tu autem</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + To whom the Abbot returned, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Si bonus sis, venias, si nequam, nequaquam</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Whereupon for the future, to avoid the occasion of such Jokes, he + altered his Name from <i>Nequam</i>, to <i>Neckam</i>. + </p> + <p> + His admirable knowledge in good Arts, made him famous throughout + <i>England</i>, <i>France</i>, <i>Italy</i>, yea and the whole + World, and that with incredible admiration, that he was called + <i>Miraculum ingenij</i>, the Wonder and Miracle of Wit and + Sapience. He was an exact Philosopher, and excellent Divine, an + accurate Rhetorician, and an admirable Poet, as did appear by + many his Writings which he left to posterity, some of which are + mentioned by <i>Bale</i>. + </p> + <p> + That he was born at St. <i>Albans</i>, appears by a certain + passage in one of his <i>Latine</i> Poems, cited by Mr. + <i>Cambden</i>, and thus Englished by his Translatour, Doctor + <i>Holland</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>This is the place that knowledge took of my Nativity,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>My happy Years, my Days also of Mirth and Jollity.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>This Place my Childhood trained up in all Arts + liberal,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And laid the ground-work of my Name, and skill + Poetical.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>This Place great and renowned Clerks into the World hath + sent;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>For Martyr bless'd, for Nation, for Sight, all + excellent.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>A troop here of Religious Men serve Christ both night and + day,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>In Holy Warfare, taking pains duly to watch and pray.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He is thought by some, saith <i>Bale</i>, to have been a Canon + Regular, and to have been preferred to the Abbotship of + <i>Glocester</i>, as the Continuater of <i>Robert of + Glocester</i> will have it. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <b>And Master</b> Alisander <b>that Chanon was er</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Imaked was of</b> Gloucestre Abbot <b>thulk yer.</b> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Viz. 7 Reg. Regis <i>Johannis</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But this may be understood of <i>Alexander Theologus</i>, who was + contempory with him: and was Abbot of St. <i>Maries</i> in + <i>Cirencester</i> at the time of his death. + </p> + <p> + Bishop <i>Godwin</i>, in his Catalogue of the Bishops of + <i>Lincoln</i>, maketh mention of a passage of wit betwixt him + and <i>Phillip Repington</i> Bishop of <i>Lincoln</i>, the latter + sending the Challenge. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Et niger & Nequam cum sis cognomine Nequam,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Nigrior esse potes, Nequior esse nequis</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Both black and bad, whilest <i>Bad</i> the name to thee, + </div> + <div> + Blacker thou may'st, but worse thou canst not be. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + To whom <i>Nequam</i> rejoyned, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Phi <i>not a foetoris</i>, Lippus <i>malus omnibus horis</i>, + </div> + <div> + Phi <i>malus</i> & Lippus, <i>totus malus ergo</i> + Philippus. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Stinks are branded with a <i>Phi, Lippus</i> Latin for + blear-eye, + </div> + <div> + <i>Phi</i> and <i>Lippus</i> bad as either, then <ins class= + "correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Philppus'"><i>Philippus</i></ins> + worse together. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + A Monk of St. <i>Albans</i> made this Hexameter allusively to his + Name: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Dictus erat</i> Nequam, <i>vitam duxit tamen aquam</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The Elogy he bestoweth on that most Christian Emperor + <i>Constantine</i> the Great, must not be forgot: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + From <i>Colchester</i> there rose a Star, + </div> + <div> + The Rays whereof gave Glorious Light + </div> + <div> + Throughout the world in Climates far, + </div> + <div> + Great <i>Constantine, Romes</i> Emperor bright. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was (saith one) Canon of <i>Exeter</i>, and (upon what + occasion is not known,) came to be buried at <i>Worcester</i>, + with this Epitaph, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Eclipsim patitur Sapientia, Sol sepelitur,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Cui si par unus, minus esset flebile funus;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Vir bene discretus, & in omni more facetus,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Dictus erat</i> Nequam, <i>vitam duxit tamen æquam.</i> + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Wisdom's eclips'd, Sky of the Sun bereft; + </div> + <div> + Yet less the loss if like alive were left; + </div> + <div> + A man discreet, in matters debonair, + </div> + <div> + Bad Name, black Face, but Carriage good and fair. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Yet others say he was buried at St. <i>Albans</i> (where he found + repulse when living, but repose when dead) with this Epitaph, + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + Alexander, <i>cognomento</i> Nequam, <i>Abbas</i> Cirecestriæ, + <i>Literarum scientia clarus, obiit Anno Dom.</i> 1217. <i>Lit. + Dom. C. prid. Cal. Feb. & sepultus erat apud Fanum S.</i> + Albani, <i>sujus Animæ propitietur altissimus</i>, Amen. + </p> + </blockquote> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="alexander_e" id="alexander_e"></a><i>ALEXANDER + ESSEBIE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This <i>Alexander</i> was born in <i>Staffordshire</i>, say some; + in <i>Somersetshire</i>, say others; for which, each County might + strive as being a Jewel worth the owning, being reckoned among + the chief of <i>English</i> Poets and Orators of that Age. He in + imitation of <i>Ovid de Fastis</i>, put our Christian Festivals + into Verse, setting a Copy therein to <i>Baptista Mantuan</i>. + Then leaving <i>Ovid</i>, he aspired to <i>Virgil</i>, and wrote + the History of the Bible, (with the Lives of some Saints,) in an + Heroical Poem, which he performed even to admiration; and though + he fell short in part of <i>Virgil</i>'s lofty style, yet went he + beyond himself therein. He afterward became Prior of + <i>Esseby-Abbey</i>, belonging to the <i>Augustines</i>, and + flourished under King <i>Henry</i> the Third, <i>Anno Dom.</i> + 1220. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_b" id="robert_b"></a><i>ROBERT BASTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Robert Baston</i> was born not far from <i>Nottingham</i>, and + bred a <i>Carmelite</i> Frier at <i>Scarborough</i> in + <i>Yorkshire</i>: He was of such great Fame in Poetry, that King + <i>Edward</i> the Second, in his <i>Scotish</i> Expedition pitcht + upon him to be the Celebrater of his Heroick Acts; when being + taken Prisoner by the <i>Scots</i>, he was forced by Torments to + change his Note, and represent all things to the advantage of + <i>Robert Bruce</i>, who then claimed the Crown of + <i>Scotland</i>: This Task he undertook full sore against his + will, as he thus intimates in the two first Lines. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + In dreery Verse my Rymes I make, + </div> + <div> + Bewailing whilest such Theme I take. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Besides his Poem <i>De Belle Strivilensi</i>, there was published + of his writing a Book of Tragedies, with other Poems of various + Subjects. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="henry_b" id="henry_b"></a><i>HENRY BRADSHAW</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Henry Bradshaw</i> was born in the City of <i>Chester</i>, and + bred a <i>Benedictine</i> Monk in the Monastery of <i>St. + Werburg</i>; the Life of which Saint he wrote in Verse, as also + (saith my Author) a no bad Chronicle, though following therein + those Authors, who think it the greatest Glory of a Nation to + fetch their Original from times out of mind. Take a Taste of his + Poetry in what he wrote concerning the Original of the City of + <i>Chester</i>, in these words; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The Founder of this City, as saith <i>Polychronicon</i>, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Was <i>Leon Gawer</i>, a mighty strong Gyant, + </div> + <div> + Which builded Caves and Dungeons many a one, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + No goodly Building, ne proper, ne pleasant. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + But King <i>Leir</i>, a <i>Britain</i> fine and valiant, + </div> + <div> + Was Founder of <i>Chester</i> by pleasant Building, + </div> + <div> + And was named <i>Guer Leir</i> by the King. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + These Lines, considering the Age he lived in, (which <i>Arnoldus + Vion</i> saith, was about the Year 1346.) may pass with some + praise, but others say he flourished a Century of years + afterwards, <i>viz.</i> 1513. which if so, they are hardly to be + excused, Poetry being in that time much refined; but whensoever + he lived, <i>Bale</i> saith, he was (the Diamond in the Ring) + <i>Pro ea ipsa ætate, admodum pius</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="havillan" id="havillan"></a><ins class="correction" + title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'HAMILLAN'"><i>HAVILLAN</i>.</ins> + </h2> + <p> + Should we forget the learned <i>Havillan</i>, our Book would be + thought to be imperfect, so terse and fluent was his Verse, of + which we shall give you two Examples, the one out of Mr. <i>John + Speed</i> his Description of <i>Devonshire</i>, speaking of the + arrival of <i>Brute</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The God's did guide his Sail and Course, the Winds were at + command, + </div> + <div> + And <i>Totness</i> was the happy shore where first he came on + land. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The other out of Mr. <i>Weever</i> his Funeral Monuments in the + Parish of St. <i>Aldermanbury</i> in <i>London</i>, speaking of + <i>Cornwal</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + There Gyants whilome dwelt, whose Clothes were skins of + Beasts; + </div> + <div> + Whose Drink was Blood; Whose Cups, to serve for use at + Feasts, + </div> + <div> + Were made of hollow Wood; Whose Beds were bushy Thorns; + </div> + <div> + And Lodgings rocky Caves, to shelter them from Storms; + </div> + <div> + Their Chambers craggy Rocks; their Hunting found them Meat. + </div> + <div> + To vanquish and to kill, to them was pleasure great. + </div> + <div> + Their violence was rule; with rage and fury led, + </div> + <div> + They rusht into the fight, and fought hand over head. + </div> + <div> + Their Bodies were interr'd behind some bush or brake, + </div> + <div> + To bear such monstrous Wights, the earth did grone and quake. + </div> + <div> + These pestred most the Western Tract; more fear made thee + agast, + </div> + <div> + O <i>Cornwall</i>, utmost door that art to let in + <i>Zephyrus</i> blast. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_g" id="john_g"></a><i>JOHN GOWER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Gower</i>, whom some make to be a Knight, though + <i>Stow</i>, in his <i>survey of London</i>, unknighteth him, and + saith he was only an Esquire; however he was born of a knightly + Family, at <i>Stitenham</i> in the North-Riding in + <i>Bulmore-Wapentake</i> in <i>Yorkshire</i>. He was bred in + <i>London</i> a Student of the Laws, but having a plentiful + Estate, and prizing his pleasure above his profit, he quitted + Pleading to follow Poetry, being the first refiner of our + <i>English</i> Tongue, effecting much, but endeavouring more + therein, as you may perceive by the difference of his Language, + with that of <i>Robert of Glocester</i>, who lived in the time of + King <i>Richard</i> the First, which notwithstanding was + accounted very good in those days. + </p> + <p> + This our <i>Gower</i> was contemporary with the famous Poet + <i>Geoffry Chaucer</i>, both excellently learned, both great + friends together, and both alike endeavour'd themselves and + employed their time for the benefit of their Country. And what an + account <i>Chaucer</i> had of this our <i>Gower</i> and of his + Parts, that which he wrote in the end of his Work, entituled + <i>Troilus & Cressida</i>, do sufficiently testifie, where he + saith, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + O marvel, <i>Gower</i>, this Book I direct + </div> + <div> + To thee, and to the Philosophical <i>Strode</i>. + </div> + <div> + To vouchsafe, there need is, to correct + </div> + <div> + Of your benignitees and zeles good. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + <i>Bale</i> makes him <i>Equitem Auratum & Poetam + Laureatum</i>, proving both from his Ornaments on his Monumental + Statue in St. <i>Mary Overies Southwark</i>. Yet he appeareth + there neither <i>laureated</i> nor <i>hederated</i> Poet, (except + the leaves of the Bays and Ivy be wither'd to nothing, since the + erection of the Tomb) but only <i>rosated</i>, having a Chaplet + of four Roses about his Head, yet was he in great respect both + with King <i>Henry</i> the Fourth, and King <i>Richard</i> the + Second, at whose request he wrote his Book called <i>Confessio + Amantis</i>, as he relateth in his Prologue to the same Book, in + these words, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <b>As it befell upon a tide,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>As thing, which should tho betide,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Under the town of New Troie,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Which toke of Brute his first ioye,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>In Themese, when it was flowende,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>As I by Bote came rowende;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>So as fortune hir tyme sette,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>My leige Lord perchance I mette,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And so befelle as I cam nigh,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Out of my Bote, when he me sigh,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>He bad me come into his Barge,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And when I was with him at large,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Amonges other things seyde,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>He hath this charge upon me leyde,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And bad me doe my businesse,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That to his high worthinesse,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Some newe thynge I should boke,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That he hymselfe it might loke,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>After the forme of my writynge,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And this upon his commandynge</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Myne herte is well the more glad</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>To write so as he me bad.</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And eke my fear is well the lasse,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That none enuie shall compasse,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Without a reasonable wite</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>To seige and blame that I write,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>A gentill hert his tongue stilleth,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That it malice none distilleth,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>But preiseth that is to be preised,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>But he that hath his word unpeised,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And handleth with ronge any thynge,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>I praie unto the heuen kynge,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Froe such tonges he me shilde,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And nethelesse this worlde is wilde,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Of such ianglinge and what befall,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>My kinges heste shall not faile,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That I in hope to deserue</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>His thonke, ne shall his will observe,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And els were I nought excused.</b> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was before <i>Chaucer</i>, as born and flourishing before him, + (yea, by some accounted his Master) yet was he after + <i>Chaucer</i>, as surviving him two years, living to be stark + blind, and so more properly termed our <i>English Homer</i>. His + death happened <i>Anno</i> 1402. and was buried at St. <i>Mary + Overies</i> in <i>Southwark</i>, on the North side of the said + Church, in the Chappel of St. <i>John</i>, where he founded a + Chauntry, and left Means for a Mass, (such was the Religion of + those times) to be daily sung for him, as also an <i>Obit</i> + within the same Church to be kept on Friday after the Feast of + St. <i>Gregory</i>. He lieth under a Tomb of stone, with his + Image also of stone over him, the hair of his head auburn long to + his shoulders, but curling up, and a small forked beard; on his + head a Chaplet, like a Coronet of four Roses; an habit of purple, + damasked down to his feet, a Collar of Esses of Gold about his + neck, which being proper to places of Judicature, makes some + think he was a Judge in his old age. Under his feet the likeness + of three Books, which he compiled, the first named <i>Speculum + Meditantis</i>, written in <i>French</i>: the second, <i>Vox + Clamantis</i>, penned in <i>Latine</i>: the third, <i>Confessio + Amantis</i>, written in <i>English</i>, which was Printed by + <i>Thomas Berthelette</i>, and by him dedicated to King + <i>Henry</i> the Eighth, of which I have one by me at this + present. His <i>Vox Clamantis</i> with his <i>Cronica + Tripartita</i>, and other Works both in <i>Latine</i> and + <i>French</i>, <i>Stow</i> saith he had in his possession, but + his <i>Speculum Meditantis</i> he never saw, but heard thereof to + be in <i>Kent</i>. + </p> + <p> + Besides, on the Wall where he lieth, there was painted three + Virgins crowned, one of which was named <i>Charity</i>, holding + this device, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>En toy qui es fitz de Dieu le Pere,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Sauue soit, qui gist sours cest pierre.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The second Writing <i>Mercy</i>, with this Decree, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>O bone Jesu fait ta mercy</i>, + </div> + <div> + <i>Al' ame, dont le corps gisticy.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The third Writing <i>Pity</i>, with this device, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Pour ta pite Jesu regarde,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Et met cest a me en sauue garde.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And thereby formerly hung a Table, wherein was written, That + whoso prayed for the Soul of <i>John Gower</i>, so oft as he did + it, should have a M. and D. days of pardon. + </p> + <p> + His Arms were in a Field Argent, on a Cheveron Azure, three + Leopards heads gold, their tongues Gules, two Angels supporters, + on the Crest a Talbot. + </p> + <p> + His Epitaph. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Armigeri Scultum nihil a modo fert sibi tutum,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Reddidit immolutum morti generale tributum,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Spiritus exutum se gaudeat esse solutum</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Est ubi virtutum Regnum sine labe statutum</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + All I shall add is this, That about fifty years ago there lived + at <i>Castle-Heningham</i> in <i>Essex</i>, a School-master named + <i>John Gower</i>, who wrote a witty Poem, called <i>the Castle + Combate</i>, which was received in that Age with great applause. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="geoffrey_c" id="geoffrey_c"></a><i>GEOFFERY CHAUCER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Three several Places contend for the Birth of that famous Poet. + 1. <i>Berkshire</i>, from the words of <i>Leland</i>, that he was + born <i>in Barocensiprovincia</i>; and Mr. <i>Cambden</i> avoweth + that <i>Dunington-Castle</i> nigh unto <i>Newbery</i>, was + anciently his Inheritance. 2. <i>Oxfordshire</i>, where <i>J. + Pits</i> is positive that his Father was a Knight, and that he + was born at <i>Woodstock</i>. 3. The Author of his Life, set + forth 1602. proveth him born in <i>London</i>, out of these his + own words in the <i>Testament of Love</i>. + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + <b>Also in the City of London, that is to me so dear and sweet, + in which I was forth grown, and more kindly love have I to that + place, than any other in yerth, as every kindely creature hath + full appetite to that place of his kindly ingendure, and to + wilne rest and peace in that stede to abide, thilke peace + should thus there have been broken, which of all wise men is + commended and desired.</b> + </p> + </blockquote> + <p> + For his Parentage, although <i>Bale</i> writes, he termeth + himself <i>Galfridus Chaucer nobili loco natus, & fummæ spei + juvenis</i>; yet in the opinion of some Heralds (otherwise than + his Virtues and Learning commended him) he descended not of any + great House, which they gather by his Arms: And indeed both in + respect of the Name, which is <i>French</i>, as also by other + Conjectures, it may be gathered, that his Progenitors were + Strangers; but whether they were Merchants (for that in places + where they have dwelled, the Arms of the Merchants of the Staple + have been seen in the Glass-windows) or whether they were of + other Callings, it is not much necessary to search; but wealthy + no doubt they were, and of good account in the Commonwealth, who + brought up their <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Sons'">Son</ins> in such + sort, that both he was thought fit for the Court at home, and to + be employed for Matters of State in Foreign Countries. + </p> + <p> + His Education, as <i>Leland</i> writes, was in both the + Universities of <i>Oxford</i> and <i>Cambridge</i>, as appeareth + by his own words, in his Book Entituled <i>The Court of Love</i>: + And in <i>Oxford</i> by all likelihood, in <i>Canterbury</i> or + in <i>Merton</i> Colledge, improving his Time in the University, + he became a witty Logician, a sweet Rhetorician, a grave + Philosopher, a holy Divine, a skilful Mathematician, and a + pleasant Poet; of whom, for the Sweetness of his Poetry, may be + said that which is reported of <i>Stesichorus</i>; and as + <i>Cethegus</i> was called <i>Suadæ Medulla</i>, so may + <i>Chaucer</i> be rightly called the Pith and Sinews of + Eloquence, and the very Life it self of all Mirth and pleasant + Writing. Besides, one Gift he had above other Authors, and that + is, by the Excellencies of his Descriptions to possess his + Readers with a stronger imagination of seeing that done before + their eyes which they read, than any other that ever writ in any + Tongue. But above all, his Book of <i>Canterbury-Tales</i>, is + most recommended to Posterity, which he maketh to be spoken by + certain Pilgrims who lay at the <i>Tabard</i>-Inn in + <i>Southwark</i> as he declareth in the beginning of his said + Book. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <b>It befell in that season, on a day,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>In</b> Southwark, <b>at the</b> Tabert <b>as I lay,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Ready to wend on my pilgrimage</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>To</b> Canterbury, <b>with full devout courage;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That night was comen into the Hosterie,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Well nine and twenty in a companie,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Of sundry folke, by adventure yfall</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>In fellowship, and Pilgrims were they all,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That toward</b> Canterbury <b>woulden ride;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>The Stables and Chambers weren wide,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And well wee were eased at the best, &c.</b> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + By his Travel also in <i>France</i> and <i>Flanders</i>, where he + spent much time in his young years, but more in the latter end of + the Reign of King <i>Richard</i> the Second; he attained to a + great perfection in all kind of Learning, as <i>Bale</i> and + <i>Leland</i> report of him: <i>Circa postremos</i> Richardi + <i>Secundi annos</i>, Galliis <i>floruit, magnamque illic ex + assidua in Literis exercitatione gloriam sibi comparavit. Domum + reversus Forum</i> Londinense; <i>& Collegia</i> Leguleiorum, + <i>qui ibidem Patria Jura interpretantur frequentavit</i>, + &c. About the latter end of King <i>Richard</i> the Second's + Days, he flourished in <i>France</i>, and got himself into high + esteem there by his diligent exercise in Learning: After his + return home, he frequented the Court at <i>London</i>, and the + Colledges of the <i>Lawyers</i>, which there interpreted the Laws + of the Land. Amongst whom was <i>John Gower</i>, his great + familiar Friend, whose Life we wrote before. This <i>Gower</i>, + in his Book entituled <i>Confessio Amantis</i>, termeth + <i>Chaucer</i> a worthy Poet, and maketh him as it were the Judge + of his Works. + </p> + <p> + This our <i>Chaucer</i> had always an earnest desire to enrich + and beautifie our <i>English</i> Tongue, which in those days was + very rude and barren; and this he did, following the example of + <i>Dantes</i> and <i>Petrarch</i>. who had done the same for the + <i>Italian</i> Tongue, <i>Alanus</i> for the <i>French</i>, and + <i>Johannes Mea</i> for the <i>Spanish</i>: Neither was + <i>Chaucer</i> inferior to any of them in the performance hereof; + and <i>England</i> in this respect is much beholding to him; as + <i>Leland</i> well noteth: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Anglia</i> Chaucerum <i>veneratur nostra Poetam</i>; + </div> + <div> + <i>Cui veneris debet Patria Lingua suas</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Our <i>England</i> honoureth <i>Chaucer</i> Poet, as + principal; + </div> + <div> + To whom her Country-Tongue doth owe her Beauties all. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He departed out of this world the <i>25th.</i> day of + <i>October</i> 1400, after he had lived about seventy two years. + Thus writeth <i>Bale</i> out of <i>Leland, Chaucerus ad Canos + devenit, sensitque Senectutem morbum esse</i>; <i>& dum + Causas suas</i> Londini <i>curaret</i>, &c. <i>Chaucer</i> + lived till he was an old man, and found old Age to be grievous; + and whilst he followed his Causes at <i>London</i>, he died, and + was buried at <i>Westminster</i>. + </p> + <p> + The old Verses which were written on his Grave at the first, were + these; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Galfridus Chaucer, <i>Vates & Fama Poesis,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Maternæ hæc sacra sum tumulatus humo</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + <i>Thomas Occleue</i>, or <i>Okelefe</i>, of the Office of the + Privy Seal, sometime Chaucer's Scholar, for the love he bore to + the said <i>Geoffrey</i> his Master, caused his Picture to be + truly drawn in his Book, <i>De Regimine Principis</i>, dedicated + to <i>Henry</i> the Fifth; according to which, that his Picture + drawn upon his Monument was made, as also the Monument it self, + at the Cost and Charges of <i>Nicolas Brigham</i> Gentleman, + <i>Anno</i> 1555. who buried his Daughter <i>Rachel</i>, a Child + of four years of Age, near to the Tomb of this old Poet, the + <i>21th</i>. of <i>June</i> 1557. Such was his Love to the Muses; + and on his Tomb these Verses were inscribed: + </p> + <div class="ctr"> + <p> + <i>Qui fuit</i> Anglorum <i>Vates ter maximus olim</i>, + <br /> + Galfridus Chaucer, <i>conditur hoc Tumulo, + <br /> + Annum si quæras Domini, si tempora Mortis, + <br /> + Ecce notæ subsunt, quæ tibi cuncta notant</i>; + <br /> + 25 Octobris 1400. + <br /> + <i>Ærumnarum requies Mors</i>. + <br /> + N. Brigham <i>hos fecit Musarum nomine sumptus</i>. + </p> + </div> + <p> + About the Ledge of the Tomb these Verses were written; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Si rogitas quis eram, forsante Fama docebit,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Quod si Fama negat, Mundi quia Gloria transit,</i> + </div> + <div class="i4"> + <i>Hæc Monumenta lege</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The foresaid <i>Thomas Occleve</i>, under the Picture of + <i>Chaucer</i>, had these Verses: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Although his Life be queint, the resemblance + </div> + <div> + Of him that hath in me so fresh liveliness, + </div> + <div> + That to put other men in remembrance + </div> + <div> + Of his Person I have here the likeness + </div> + <div> + Do make, to the end in Soothfastness, + </div> + <div> + That they that of him have lost thought and mind, + </div> + <div> + By this peniture may again him find. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + In his foresaid Book, <i>De Regimine Principis</i>, he thus + writes of him: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + But welaway is mine heart wo, + </div> + <div> + That the honour of <i>English</i> Tongue is dead; + </div> + <div> + Of which I wont was counsaile haue and reed: + </div> + <div> + O Master dere, and Fadre reuerent: + </div> + <div> + My Master <i>Chaucer</i> Floure of Eloquence, + </div> + <div> + Mirror of fructuous entendement: + </div> + <div> + O vniuersal fadre of Science: + </div> + <div> + Alas that thou thine excellent Prudence + </div> + <div> + In thy Bed mortal mightest not bequeath. + </div> + <div> + What eyl'd Death, alas why would she the fle? + </div> + <div> + O Death, thou didst not harm singler in slaughter of him, + </div> + <div> + But all the Land it smerteth; + </div> + <div> + But natheless yet hast thou no power his name flee, + </div> + <div> + But his vertue afterteth + </div> + <div> + Unslain fro thee; which ay us lifely herteth, + </div> + <div> + With Books of his ornat enditing, + </div> + <div> + That is to all this Land enlumining. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + In another place of his said Book, he writes thus; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Alas my worthy Maister honourable, + </div> + <div> + This Land's very Treasure and Richess! + </div> + <div> + Death by thy Death hath harm irreparable + </div> + <div> + Unto us done: her vengeable duress + </div> + <div> + Dispoiled hath this Land of the sweetness + </div> + <div> + Of Rhetorige; for unto <i>Tullius</i> + </div> + <div> + Was never man so like among us: + </div> + <div> + Also who was here in Philosophy + </div> + <div> + To <i>Aristotle</i>, in our Tongue, but thee? + </div> + <div> + The Steps of <i>Virgil</i> in Poesie, + </div> + <div> + Thou suedst eken men know well enough, + </div> + <div> + What combre world that thee my Master slough + </div> + <div> + Would I slaine were. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + <i>John Lidgate</i> likewise in his Prologue of <i>Bocchas</i>, + of the <i>Fall of Princes</i>, by him translated, saith thus in + his Commendation: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + My Master <i>Chaucer</i>, with his fresh Comedies, + </div> + <div> + Is dead alas, chief Poet of <i>Brittaine</i>, + </div> + <div> + That whilom made full pitous Tradgedies, + </div> + <div> + The faule of Princes he did complaine, + </div> + <div> + As he that was of making Soveraine; + </div> + <div> + Whom all this Land should of right preferre + </div> + <div> + Sith of our Language he was the load-sterre. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Also in his Book which he writeth of the Birth of the Virgin + <i>Mary</i>, he hath these Verses. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + And eke my Master <i>Chaucer</i> now is in grave, + </div> + <div> + The noble Rhetore, Poet of <i>Britaine</i>, + </div> + <div> + That worthy was the Laurel to have + </div> + <div> + Of Poetry, and the Palm attaine, + </div> + <div> + That made first to distill and raine + </div> + <div> + The Gold dew drops of Speech and Eloquence, + </div> + <div> + Into our Tongue through his Eloquence. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + That excellent and learned <i>Scottish</i> Poet <i>Gawyne + Dowglas</i> Bishop of <i>Dunkeld</i>, in the Preface of + <i>Virgil's Eneados</i> turned into <i>Scottish</i> Verse, doth + thus speak of <i>Chaucer</i>; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Venerable <i>Chaucer</i>, principal Poet without pere, + </div> + <div> + Heavenly Trumpet, orloge, and regulere, + </div> + <div> + In Eloquence, Baulme, Conduct, and Dyal, + </div> + <div> + Milkie Fountaine, Cleare Strand, and Rose Ryal, + </div> + <div> + Of fresh endite through <i>Albion</i> Island brayed + </div> + <div> + In his Legend of Noble Ladies fayed. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And as for men of latter time, Mr.<i>Ascham</i> and Mr. + <i>Spenser</i> have delivered most worthy Testimonies of their + approving of him. Mr.<i>Ascham</i>, in one place calleth him + <i>English Homer</i>, and makes no doubt to say, that he valueth + his Authority of as high estimation as he did either + <i>Sophocles</i> or <i>Euripides</i> in <i>Greek</i>. And in + another place, where he declareth his Opinion of <i>English</i> + Versifying, he useth these Words; Chaucer <i>and</i> Petrark + <i>those two worthy Wits, deserve just praise</i>. And last of + all, in his Discourse of <i>Germany</i>, he putteth him nothing + behind either <i>Thucydides</i> or <i>Homer</i>, for his lively + Descriptions of Site of Places, and Nature of Persons, both in + outward Shape of Body, and inward Disposition of Mind; adding + this withal, That not the proudest that hath written in any + Tongue whatsoever, for his time hath outstript him. + </p> + <p> + Mr. <i>Spenser</i> in his first Eglogue of his <i>Shepherds + Kalendar</i>, calleth him <i>Tityrus</i>, the God of Shepherds, + comparing him to the worthiness of the <i>Roman Tityrus, + Virgil</i>. In his <i>Fairy Queen</i>, in his Discourse of + Friendship, as thinking himself most worthy to be + <i>Chaucer</i>'s friend, for his like natural disposition that + <i>Chaucer</i> had; he writes, That none that lived with him, nor + none that came after him, durst presume to revive + <i>Chaucer</i>'s lost labours in that imperfect Tale of the + Squire, but only himself: which he had not done, had he not felt + (as he saith) the infusion of <i>Chaucer</i>'s own sweet Spirit + surviving within him. And a little before, he calls him the most + Renowned and Heroical Poet, and his Writings the Works of + Heavenly Wit; concluding his commendation in this manner: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Dan Chaucer</i> well of <i>English</i> undefiled, + </div> + <div> + On Fames eternal Bead-roll worthy to be filed; + </div> + <div> + I follow here the footing of thy feet, + </div> + <div> + That with thy meaning so I may the rather meet. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Mr. <i>Cambden</i>, reaching one hand to Mr. <i>Ascham</i>, and + the other to Mr. <i>Spenser</i>, and so drawing them together, + uttereth of him these words, <i>De</i> Homero <i>nostro</i> + Anglico <i>illud vere asseram, quod de</i> Homero <i>eruditus + ille</i> Italus <i>dixit</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + ——<i>Hic ille est, cujus de gurgite sacro,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Combibit arcanos vatum omnis turba furores.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The deservingly honoured Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i>, in his + <i>Defence of Poesie</i>, thus writeth of him, Chaucer + <i>undoubtedly did excellently in his</i> Troylus <i>and</i> + Crescid, <i>of whom truly I know not whether to marvel more, + either that he in that misty time could see so clearly or we in + this clear age walk so stumblingly after him.</i> And Doctor + <i>Heylin</i>, in his elaborate Description of the World, ranketh + him in the first place of our chiefest Poets. Seeing therefore + that both old and new Writers have carried this reverend conceit + of him, and openly declared the same by writing, let us conclude + with <i>Horace</i> in the eighth Ode of his fourth Book; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Dignum Laudi causa vetut mori</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The Works of this famous Poet, were partly published in Print by + <i>William Caxton</i>, Mercer, that first brought the + incomparable Art of Printing into <i>England</i>, which was in + the Reign of King <i>Henry</i> the Sixth. Afterward encreased by + <i>William Thinne</i>, Esq; in the time of King <i>Henry</i> the + Eighth. Afterwards, in the year 1561. in the Reign of Queen + <i>Elizabeth</i>, Corrected and Encreased by <i>John Stow</i>; + And a fourth time, with many Amendments, and an Explanation of + the old and obscure Words, by Mr. <i>Thomas Speight</i>, in + <i>Anna</i> 1597. Yet is he said to have written many + considerable Poems, which are not in his publish'd Works, besides + the <i>Squires Tale</i>, which is said to be compleat in + <i>Arundel-house</i> Library. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_l" id="john_l"></a><i>JOHN LYDGATE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Lydgate</i> was born in a Village of the same name, not + far off St. <i>Edmondsbury</i>, a Village (saith <i>Cambden</i>) + though small, yet in this respect not to be passed over in + silence, because it brought into the World <i>John Lydgate</i> + the Monk, whose Wit may seem to have been framed and fashioned by + the very Muses themselves: so brightly reshine in his + <i>English</i> Verses, all the pleasant graces and elegancy of + Speech, according to that Age. After some time spent in our + <i>English</i> Universities, he travelled through <i>France</i> + and <i>Italy</i>, improving his time to his great accomplishment, + in learning the Languages and Arts; <i>Erat autem non solum + elegans Poeta, & Rhetor disertus, verum etiam Mathematicus + expertus, Philosophus acutus, & Theologus non + contemnendus</i>: he was not only an elegant Poet, and an + eloquent Rhetorician, but also an expert Mathematician, an acute + Philosopher, and no mean Divine, saith <i>Pitseus</i>. After his + return, he became Tutor to many Noblemens Sons, and both in Prose + and Poetry was the best Author of his Age, for if + <i>Chaucer's</i> Coin were of greater Weight for deeper Learning, + <i>Lydgate's</i> was of a more refined Stantard for purer + Language; so that one might mistake him for a modern Writer. But + because none can so well describe him as himself, take an Essay + of his Verses, out of his <i>Life and Death of</i> Hector, + <i>pag.</i> 316 and 317. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I am a Monk by my profession, + </div> + <div> + In <i>Berry</i>, call'd <i>John Lydgate</i> by my name, + </div> + <div> + And wear a habit of perfection; + </div> + <div> + (Although my life agree not with the same) + </div> + <div class="i2"> + That meddle should with things spiritual, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + As I must needs confess unto you all. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + But seeing that I did herein proceed + </div> + <div> + <span class="fnref">[A]</span>At his command, whom I could + not refuse, + </div> + <div> + I humbly do beseech all those that read, + </div> + <div> + Or leisure have, this story to peruse, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + If any fault therein they find to be, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Or error, that committed is by me; + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + That they will of their gentleness take pain, + </div> + <div> + The rather to correct and mend the same, + </div> + <div> + Than rashly to condemn it with disdain, + </div> + <div> + For well I wot it is not without blame, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Because I know the Verse therein is wrong, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + As being some too short and some too long. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + For <i>Chaucer</i>, that my Master was, and knew + </div> + <div> + What did belong to writing Verse and Prose, + </div> + <div> + Ne're stumbled at small faults, nor yet did view + </div> + <div> + With scornful eye the Works and Books of those + </div> + <div class="i2"> + That in his time did write, nor yet would taunt + </div> + <div class="i2"> + At any man, to fear him or to daunt. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="note"> + <p> + [A] <i>Hen.</i> 5. + </p> + </div> + <p> + Now if you would know further of him, hear him in his Prologue to + the Story of <i>Thebes</i>, a Tale (as his Fiction is) which (or + some other) he was constrained to tell, at the command of mine + Host of the <i>Tabard</i> in <i>Southwark</i>, whom he found in + <i>Canterbury</i>, with the rest of the Pilgrims which went to + visit Saint <i>Thomas</i> shrine. + </p> + <p> + This Story was first written in <i>Latine</i> by <i>Geoffry + Chaucer</i>, and translated by <i>Lydgate</i> into <i>English</i> + Verse, but of the Prologue of his own making, so much as concerns + himself, thus: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + ——While that the Pilgrims lay + </div> + <div> + At <i>Canterbury</i>, well lodged one and all, + </div> + <div> + I not in sooth what I may it call, + </div> + <div> + Hap or fortune, in conclusioun, + </div> + <div> + That me befell to enter into the Toun, + </div> + <div> + The holy Sainte plainly to visite, + </div> + <div> + After my sicknesse, vows to acquite. + </div> + <div> + In a Cope of blacke, and not of greene, + </div> + <div> + On a Palfrey slender, long, and lene, + </div> + <div> + With rusty Bridle, made not for the sale, + </div> + <div> + My man to forne with a voyd Male, + </div> + <div> + That by Fortune tooke my Inne anone + </div> + <div> + Where the Pilgrimes were lodged everichone, + </div> + <div> + The same time her governour the host + </div> + <div> + Stonding in Hall, full of wind and bost, + </div> + <div> + Liche to a man wonder sterne and fers, + </div> + <div> + Which spake to me, and said anon Dan <i>Pers</i>, + </div> + <div> + Dan <i>Dominick</i>, Dan <i>Godfray</i>, or <i>Clement</i>, + </div> + <div> + Ye be welcome newly into <i>Kent</i>: + </div> + <div> + Thogh your bridle have nother boos ne bell; + </div> + <div> + Beseeching you, that ye will tell + </div> + <div> + First of your name, and what cuntre + </div> + <div> + Without more shortly that ye be, + </div> + <div> + That looke so pale, all devoid of bloud, + </div> + <div> + Upon your head a wonder thred-bare Hood, + </div> + <div> + Well arrayed for to ride late: + </div> + <div> + I answered my Name was <i>Lydgate</i> + </div> + <div> + Monke of <i>Bury</i>, me fifty yeare of age, + </div> + <div> + Come to this Town to do my Pilgrimage + </div> + <div> + As I have hight, I have thereof no shame: + </div> + <div> + Dan <i>John</i> (quoth he) well brouke ye your name, + </div> + <div> + Thogh ye be sole, beeth right glad and light, + </div> + <div> + Praying you to soupe with us this night; + </div> + <div> + And ye shall have made at your devis, + </div> + <div> + A great Pudding, or a round hagis, + </div> + <div> + A <i>Franche</i> Moile, a Tanse, or a Froise, + </div> + <div> + To been a Monk slender is your <span class= + "fnref">[A]</span>coise, + </div> + <div> + Ye have been sick I dare mine head assure, + </div> + <div> + Or let feed in a faint pasture. + </div> + <div> + Lift up your head, be glad, take no sorrow, + </div> + <div> + And ye should ride home with us to morrow, + </div> + <div> + I say, when ye rested have your fill. + </div> + <div> + After supper, sleep will doen none ill, + </div> + <div> + Wrap well your head, clothes round about, + </div> + <div> + Strong nottie Ale will make a man to rout; + </div> + <div> + Take a Pillow, that ye lye not low; + </div> + <div> + If nede be, spare not to blow; + </div> + <div> + To hold wind, by mine opinion, + </div> + <div> + Will engender colles passion, + </div> + <div> + And make men to greven on her <span class= + "fnref">[B]</span>rops, + </div> + <div> + When they have filled her maws and her crops; + </div> + <div> + But toward night, eate some Fennell rede, + </div> + <div> + Annis, Commin, or Coriander-seed, + </div> + <div> + And like as I have power and might, + </div> + <div> + I charge you rise not at midnight, + </div> + <div> + Thogh it be so the Moon shine clere, + </div> + <div> + I will my self be your <span class= + "fnref">[C]</span>Orlogere, + </div> + <div> + To morrow early, when I see my time, + </div> + <div> + For we will forth parcel afore prime, + </div> + <div> + Accompanie <span class="fnref">[D]</span>parde shall do you + good. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="note"> + <p> + [A] Countenance. + </p> + <p> + [B] Guts. + </p> + <p> + [C] Clock. + </p> + <p> + [D] Verily. + </p> + </div> + <p> + But I have digressed too far: To return therefore unto + <i>Lydgate</i>. <i>Scripsit partim Anglice, partim Latine; partim + Prosa, partim Versu Libros numero plures, eruditione + politissimos</i>. He writ (saith my Author) partly + <i>English</i>, partly <i>Latine</i>; partly in Prose, and partly + in Verse, many exquisite learned Books, saith <i>Pitseus</i>, + which are mentioned by him and <i>Bale</i>, as also in the latter + end of <i>Chaucer's</i> Works; the last Edition, amongst which + are <i>Eglogues</i>, <i>Odes</i>, <i>Satyrs</i>, and other Poems. + He flourished in the Reign of <i>Henry</i> the Sixth, and + departed this world (aged about 60 years) <i>circiter</i> An. + 1440. and was buried in his own Convent at <i>Bury</i>, with this + Epitaph, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Mortuus sæclo, superis Superstes,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Hic jacet</i> Lydgate <i>tumulætus Urna:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Qui fuit quondam celebris</i> Britannæ + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Fama Poesis</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Dead in this World, living above the Sky, + </div> + <div> + Intomb'd within this Urn doth <i>Lydgate</i> lie; + </div> + <div> + In former time fam'd for his Poetry, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + All over <i>England</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_h" id="john_h"></a><i>JOHN HARDING</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Harding</i>, our Famous <i>English</i> Chronologer, was + born (saith <i>Bale</i>) in the Northern parts, and most likely + in <i>Yorkshire</i>, being an Esquire of an eminent Parentage. He + was a man equally addicted to Arms and Arts, spending his Youth + in the one, and his Age in the other: His first Military + Employment was under <i>Robert Umfreuil</i>, Governor of + <i>Roxborough</i>-Castle, where he did good Service against the + <i>Scots</i>. Afterwards he followed the Standard of King + <i>Edward</i> the Fourth, to whom he valiantly and faithfully + adhered, not only in the Sun-shine of his Prosperity, but also in + his deepest Distress. + </p> + <p> + But what endeared him the most to his Favour, and was indeed the + Masterpiece of his Service, was his adventuring into + <i>Scotland</i>; a desperate Attempt, and performed not without + the manifest hazarding of his Life; where he so cunningly + demeaned himself, and insinuated himself so far into their + Favour, as he got a sight of their Records and Original Letters; + a Copy of which he brought with him to <i>England</i>, and + presented the same to King <i>Edward</i> the Fourth: Out of these + he collected a History of the several Submissions, and sacred + Oaths of Fealty openly taken from the time of King + <i>Athelstane</i>, by the Kings of <i>Scotland</i>; to the Kings + of <i>England</i>, for the Crown of <i>Scotland</i>; a Work which + was afterwards made much use of by the <i>English</i>; although + the <i>Scotch</i> Historians stickle with might and main, that + such Homage was performed only for the County of + <i>Cumberland</i>, and some parcel of Land their Kings had in + <i>England</i> South of <i>Tweed</i>. + </p> + <p> + Now as his Prose was very useful, so was his Poetry as much + delightful; writing a Chronicle of our <i>English</i> Kings from + <i>Brute</i> to King <i>Edward</i> the Fourth, and that in + <i>English</i> Verse; for which he was accounted one cf the + chiefest Poets of his time; being so exactly done, that by it Dr. + <i>Fuller</i> adjudges him to have drunk as deep a draught of + <i>Helicon</i> as any in his Age: And another saying, that by the + fame he deservedly claimed a Seat amongst the chiefest of the + Poetical Writers. + </p> + <p> + But to give you the better view of his Poetical Abilities, I + shall present you with some of his Chronicle-Verse, concerning + the sumptuous Houshold kept by King <i>Richard</i> the Second, + <i>cap.</i> 193. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <b>Truly I herd</b> Robert Ireleffe <b>say,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Clarke of the Green-cloth, and that to the houshold</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Came every daye, forth most part alway</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Ten thousand folke, by his Messes told,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>That followed the hous aye as thei wold.</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And in the Kechin, three hundred Seruitours,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And in eche Office many Occupiours.</b> + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <b>And Ladies faire, with their Gentleweomen</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Chamberers also and Lauenders,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Three hundred of theim were occupied then;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>There was great pride emong the Officers,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>And of all men far passing their compeers;</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Of rich arraye, and much more costeus,</b> + </div> + <div> + <b>Then was before, or sith, and more precious, &c.</b> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This our Poet <i>Harding</i> was living <i>Anno</i> 1461. being + then very aged; and is judged to have survived not long after. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_f" id="robert_f"></a><i>ROBERT FABIAN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Robert Fabian</i> was born and bred in <i>London</i> as + witnesseth <i>Bale</i> and <i>Pits</i>; becoming one of the + Rulers thereof, being chosen Sheriff, <i>Anno</i> 1493. He spent + his time which he had spare from publick Employments, for the + benefit of posterity; writing two large Chronicles: the one from + <i>Brute</i> to the Death of King <i>Henry</i> the Second; the + other, from the First of King <i>Richard</i>, to the Death of + <i>Henry</i> the Seventh. He was (saith my Author) of a merry + disposition, and used to entertain his Guests as well with good + Discourse as good Victuals: He bent his Mind much to the Study of + Poetry; which according to those times, passed for currant. Take + a touch of his Abilities in the Prologue to the second Volume of + his Chronicle of <i>England</i> and <i>France</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Now would I fayne, + </div> + <div> + In words playne, + </div> + <div> + Some Honour sayne, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And bring to mynde; + </div> + <div> + Of that auncient Cytye, + </div> + <div> + That so goodly is to se, + </div> + <div> + And full true ever hath be, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And also full kynde, + </div> + <div> + To Prince and Kynge + </div> + <div> + That hath borne just rulynge, + </div> + <div> + Syn the first winnynge + </div> + <div class="i2"> + of this Hand by <i>Brute</i>. + </div> + <div> + So that in great honour + </div> + <div> + By passynge of many a showre, + </div> + <div> + It hath euer borne the flowre; + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And laudable <i>Brute</i>, &c. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + These Verses were made for the Honour of <i>London</i>; which he + calleth <i>Ryme Dogerel</i>, and at the latter end thereof, + excuseth himself to the Reader in these words: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Who so him lyketh these Versys to rede, + </div> + <div> + With favour I pray he will theym spell; + </div> + <div> + Let not the rudenes of theym hym lede + </div> + <div> + For to dispraue thys Ryme Dogerell: + </div> + <div> + Some part of the honour it doth you tell + </div> + <div> + Of this old Cytye <i>Troynouant</i>; + </div> + <div> + But not thereof the halfe dell; + </div> + <div> + Connyng in the Maker is so adaunt: + </div> + <div> + But though he had the Eloquence + </div> + <div> + Of <i>Tully</i>, and the Moralytye + </div> + <div> + Of <i>Seneck</i>, and the Influence + </div> + <div> + Of the swyte sugred <i>Armony</i>, + </div> + <div> + Or that faire Ladye <i>Caliope</i>, + </div> + <div> + Yet had he not connyng perfyght, + </div> + <div> + This Citye to prayse in eche degre + </div> + <div> + As that shulde duely aske by ryght. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Sir <i>John Suckling</i>, a prime Wit of his Age, in the Contest + betwixt the Poets for the Lawrel, maketh <i>Apollo</i> to adjudge + it to an Alderman of <i>London</i>; in these words; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + He openly declar'd it was the best sign + </div> + <div> + Of good store of Wit, to have good store of Coyne, + </div> + <div> + And without a syllable more or less said, + </div> + <div> + He put the Lawrel on the Alderman's Head. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But had the Scene of this Competition been laid a hundred and + fifty years ago, and the same remitted to the Umpirage of + <i>Apollo</i>, in sober sadness he would have given the Lawrel to + this our Alderman. + </p> + <p> + He died at <i>London</i>, Anno 1511, and was buried at St. + <i>Michael's</i> Church in <i>Cornhil</i>, with this Epitaph; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Like as the Day his Course doth consume,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And the new Morrow springeth again as fast;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>So Man and Woman by Natures custom</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>This Life do pass; at last in Earth are cast,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>In Joy and Sorrow, which here their Time do wast,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Never in one state, but in course transitory,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>So full of change is of the World the Glory</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Dr. <i>Fuller</i> observeth, That none hath worse Poetry than + Poets on their Monuments; certainly there is no Rule without + Exceptions; he himself instancing to the contrary in his + <i>England's Worthies</i>, by Mr. <i>Drayton's</i> Epitaph, and + several others. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_s" id="john_s"></a><i>JOHN SKELTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Skelton</i>, the Poet Laureat in his Age, tho' now + accounted only a Rhymer, is supposed to have been born in + <i>Norfolke</i>, there being an ancient Family of that Name + therein; and to make it the more probable, he himself was + Beneficed therein at <i>Dis</i> in that County. That he was + Learned, we need go no further than to <i>Erasmus</i> for a + Testimony; who, in his Letter to King <i>Henry</i> the Eighth, + stileth him, <i>Britanicarum Literarum Lumen & Decus</i>. + Indeed he had Scholarship enough, and Wit too much: <i>Ejus + Sermo</i> (saith <i>Pitz.</i>) <i>salsus in mordacem, risus in + opprobrium, jocus in amaritudinem</i>. Whoso reads him, will find + he hath a miserable, loose, rambling Style, and galloping measure + of Verse: yet were good poets so scarce in his Age, that he had + the good fortune to be chosen Poet Laureat, as he stiles himself + in his Works, <i>The Kings Orator, and Poet Laureat</i>. + </p> + <p> + His chief Works, as many as can be collected, and that out of an + old Printed Book, are these; <i>Philip Sparrow</i>, <i>Speak + Parrot</i>, <i>The Death of King</i> Edward <i>the Fourth</i>, + <i>A Treatise of the</i> Scots, <i>Ware the Hawk</i>, <i>The + Tunning of</i> Elianer Rumpkin: In many of which, following the + humor of the ancientest of our Modern Poets, he takes a Poetical + Liberty of being Satyrical upon the Clergy, as brought him under + the Lash of Cardinal <i>Woolsey</i>, who so persecuted him, that + he was forced to take Sanctuary at <i>Westminster</i>, where + Abbot <i>Islip</i> used him with much respect. In this Restraint + he died, <i>June</i> 21, 1529. and was buried in St. + <i>Margaret's</i> Chappel, with this Epitaph; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>J. Sceltanus Vates Pierius hic situs est</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + We must not forget, how being charg'd by some on his Death-bed + for begetting many Children on a Concubine which he kept, he + protested, that in his Conscience he kept her in the notion of a + Wife, though such his cowardliness, that he would rather confess + Adultery, than own Marriage, the most punishable at that time. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_l" id="william_l"></a><i>WILLIAM LILLIE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + To this <i>John Scelton</i>, we shall next present you with the + Life of his Contemporary and great Antagonist <i>William + Lillie</i>, born at <i>Odiham</i>, a great Market-Town in + <i>Hantshire</i>; who to <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'bet-'">better</ins> his + knowledge, in his youth travelled to the City of + <i>Jerusalem</i>, where having satisfied his curiosity in + beholding those sacred places where on our Saviour trode when he + was upon the Earth; he returned homewards, making some stay at + <i>Rhodes</i>, to study <i>Greek</i>. Hence he went to + <i>Rome</i>, where he heard <i>John Sulpitius</i> and + <i>Pomponius Sabinus</i>, great Masters of <i>Latine</i> in those + days. At his return home, Doctor <i>John Collet</i> had new + builded a fair School at the East-end of St. <i>Paul</i>'s, for + 153 poor mens Children, to be taught free in the same School; for + which he appointed a Master, an Usher, and a Chaplain, with large + Stipends for ever; committing the oversight thereof to the + Masters, Wardens and Assistants of the <i>Mercers</i> in + <i>London</i>, because he was Son to <i>Henry Collet</i> Mercer, + sometime Major; leaving for the Maintenance thereof, Lands to the + yearly value of 120<i>l</i>. or better; making this <i>William + Lilly</i> first Master thereof; which Place he commendably + discharg'd for 15 years. During which time he made his + <i>Latine</i> Grammar, the Oracle of Free Schools of + <i>England</i>, and other Grammatical Works. He is said also by + <i>Bale</i>, to have written Epigrams, and other Poetry of + various Subjects in various <i>Latine</i> Verse, though scarce + any of them (unless it be his <i>Grammar</i>) now extant, only + Mr. <i>Stow</i> makes mention of an Epitaph made by him, and + graven on a fair Tomb, in the midst of the Chancel of St. + <i>Paul</i>'s in <i>London</i> containing these Words; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Inclyta</i> Joannes Londini <i>Gloria gentis,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Is tibi qui quondam</i> Paule <i>Decanus erat,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Qui toties magno resonabat pectore Christum,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Doctor & Interpres fidus Evangelij:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Qui mores hominum multum sermone disertæ</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Formarat, vitæ sed probitate magis:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Quique Scholam struxit celebrem cognomine</i> Jesu, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Hac dormit tectus membra</i> Coletus <i>humo</i>. + </div> + <div class="stanza"></div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Floruit sub</i> Henrico 7. & Henrico 8. + </div> + <div class="i4"> + <i>Reg. Obiit</i> An. Dom. 1519. + </div> + <div class="stanza"></div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Disce mori Mundo, vivere disce Deo</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + <i>John Skelton</i> (whom we mentioned before) whose Writings + were for the most part Satyrical, mixing store of Gall and + Copperas in his Ink, having fell foul upon Mr. <i>Lilly</i> in + some of his Verses, <i>Lilly</i> return'd him this biting Answer; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Quid me</i> Sceltone <i>fronte sic aperta</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Carpis, vipereo potens veneno?</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Quid Versus trutina, meos iniqua</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Libras? Dicere vera num licebit?</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Doctrinæ, tibi dum parare famam,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Et doctus fieri studes Poeta,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Doctrinam ne habes, nec es Poeta</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + With Face so bold, and Teeth so sharp, + </div> + <div> + Of Viper's venom, why dost carp? + </div> + <div> + Why are my Verses by thee weigh'd + </div> + <div> + In a false Scale? May Truth be said; + </div> + <div> + Whilst thou to get the more esteem, + </div> + <div> + <i>A Learned Poet</i> fain wouldst seem, + </div> + <div> + <i>Skelton</i>, thou art, let all men know it, + </div> + <div> + Neither Learned, nor a Poet. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He died of the Plague, <i>Anno</i> 1522, and was buried in St. + <i>Paul's</i>, with this Epitaph on a Brass Plate, fixed in the + Wall by the great North-Door: + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + Gulielmo Lilio, <i>Pauliæ Scholæ olim Præceptori primario, + &</i> Agnetæ <i>Conjugi, in sacratissimo hujus Templi + Coemiterio hinc a tergo nunc destructo consepultis</i>; + Georgius Lilius, <i>hujus Ecclesiæ Canonicus, Parentum Memoriæ + pie consulens, Tabellam hanc ab amicis conservatam, hic + reponendam curavit.</i> + </p> + </blockquote> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_m" id="thomas_m"></a>Sir <i>THOMAS MORE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>Thomas More</i>, a great Credit and Ornament in his Time, + of the <i>English</i> Nation, and with whom the Learned'st + Foreigners of that Age, were proud to have correspondence, for + his wit and excellent parts, was born in <i>Milk-street</i>, + London. <i>Anno Dom.</i> 1480. Son to Sir <i>John More</i>, + Knight, and one of the Justices of the <i>Kings Bench</i>. + </p> + <p> + He was bred first in the Family of Archbishop <i>Morton</i>, then + in <i>Canterbury</i>-Colledge in <i>Oxford</i>; afterwards + removed to an Inn of <i>Chancery</i> in <i>London</i>, called + <i>New-Inn</i>, and from thence to <i>Lincolns-Inn</i>; where he + became a double Reader. Next, his Worth preferred him to be Judge + in the Sheriff of <i>London's</i>, Court, though at the same time + a Pleader in others; and so upright was he therein, that he never + undertook any Cause but what appeared just to his Conscience, nor + never took Fee of Widow, Orphan, or poor Person. + </p> + <p> + King <i>Henry</i> the Eighth coming to the Crown, first Knighted + him, then made him Chancellor of the Duchy of <i>Lancaster</i>, + and not long after L. Chancellor of <i>England</i>, in which + place he demeaned himself with great integrity, and with no less + expedition; so that it is said, at one time he had cleared all + Suits depending on that Court: whereupon, one thus versified on + him, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When <i>More</i> some years had Chancellor been, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + No more Suits did remain; + </div> + <div> + The same shall never more be seen, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Till <i>More</i> be there again. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was of such excellency of Wit and Wisdom, that he was able to + make his Fortune good in whatsoever he undertook: and to this + purpose it is reported of him, that when he was sent Ambassador + by his Master <i>Henry</i> the Eighth into <i>Germany</i>, before + he deliver'd his Embassage to the Emperor, he bid one of his + Servants to fill him a Beer-glass of Wine, which he drunk off + twice; commanding his Servant to bring him a third; he knowing + Sir <i>Thomas More</i>'s Temperance, that he was not used to + drink, at first refused to fill him another; telling Sir + <i>Thomas</i> of the weight of his Employment: but he commanding + it, and his Servant not daring to deny him, he drank off the + third, and then made his immediate address to the Emperor, and + spake his Oration in <i>Latine</i>, to the admiration of all the + Auditors. Afterwards Sir <i>Thomas</i> merrily asking his Man + what he thought of his Speech? he said, that he deserved to + govern three parts of the World, and he believed if he had drunk + the other Glass, the Elegancy of his Language might have + purchased the other part of the World. + </p> + <p> + Being once at <i>Bruges</i> in <i>Flanders</i>, an arrogant + Fellow had set up a <i>Thesis</i>, that he would answer any + Question could be propounded unto him in what Art soever. Of + whom, when Sir <i>Thomas More</i> heard, he laughed, and made + this Question to be put up for him to answer; Whether <i>Averia + capta in Withernamia sunt irreplegibilia</i>? Adding, That there + was an <i>Englishman</i> that would dispute thereof with him. + This bragging <i>Thraso</i>, not so much as understanding the + Terms of our Common Law, knew not what to answer to it, and so + became ridiculous to the whole City for his presumptuous + bragging. + </p> + <p> + Many were the Books which he wrote; amongst whom his + <i>Utopia</i> beareth the Bell; which though not written in + Verse, yet in regard of the great Fancy and Invention thereof, + may well pass for a Poem, it being the <i>Idea</i> of a compleat + Commonwealth in an Imaginary Island (but pretended to be lately + discovered in <i>America</i>) and that so lively counterfeited, + that many at the reading thereof, mistook it for a real Truth: + insomuch that many great Learned men, as <i>Budeus</i>, and + <i>Johannes Paludanus</i> upon a fervent zeal, wished that some + excellent Divines might be sent thither to preach Christ's + Gospel: yea, there were here amongst us at home, sundry good Men, + and learned Divines, very desirous to undertake the Voyage, to + bring the People to the Faith of Christ, whose Manners they did + so well like. + </p> + <p> + Mr. Owen, the <i>Brittish</i> Epigrammatist, on this Book of + <i>Utopia</i>, writeth thus; + </p> + <p> + More's <i>Utopia</i> and <i>Mercurius Britanicus</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>More</i> shew'd the best, the worst World's shew'd by the: + </div> + <div> + Thou shew'st what is, and he shews what should be. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But at last he fell into the King's displeasure, touching the + Divorce of Queen <i>Katherine</i>, and for refusing to take the + Oath of Supremacy; for which he was committed to the Tower, and + afterwards beheaded on <i>Tower-Hill</i>, July 6, 1635, and + buried at <i>Chelsey</i> under a plain Monument. + </p> + <p> + Those who desire to be further informed of this Learned Knight, + let them read my Book of <i>England's Worthies</i>, where his + Life is set forth more at large. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="henry_h" id="henry_h"></a><i>HENRY HOWARD</i> Earl of + <i>Surrey</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Honourable Earl was Son to <i>Thomas Howard</i> Duke of + <i>Norfolk</i>, and <i>Frances</i> his Wife, the Daughter of + <i>John Vere</i> Earl of <i>Oxford</i>. He was (saith + <i>Cambden</i>) the first of our <i>English</i> Nobility that did + illustrate his high Birth with the Beauty of Learning, and his + Learning with the knowledge of divers Languages, which he + attained unto by his Travels into foreign Nations; so that he + deservedly had the particular Fame of Learning, Wit and Poetical + Fancy. + </p> + <p> + Our famous Poet <i>Drayton</i>, in his <i>England's Heroical + Epistles</i>, writing of this Noble Earl, thus says of him; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The Earl of <i>Surrey</i>, that renowned Lord, + </div> + <div> + Th'old <i>English</i> Glory bravely that restor'd, + </div> + <div> + That Prince and Poet (a Name more divine) + </div> + <div> + Falling in Love with Beauteous <i>Geraldine</i>, + </div> + <div> + Of the <i>Geraldi</i>, which derive their Name + </div> + <div> + From <i>Florence</i>; whether to advance her Fame, + </div> + <div> + He travels, and in publick Justs maintain'd + </div> + <div> + Her Beauty peerless, which by Arms he gain'd. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + In his way to <i>Florence</i>, he touch'd at the Emperor's Court; + where he fell in acquaintance with the great Learned <i>Cornelius + Agrippa</i>, so famous for Magick, who shewed him the Image of + his <i>Geraldine</i> in a Glass, sick, weeping on her Bed, and + resolved all into devout Religion for the absence of her Lord; + upon sight of which, he made this Sonnet. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + All Soul, no earthly Flesh, why dost thou fade? + </div> + <div> + All Gold, no earthly Dross, why look'st thou pale? + </div> + <div> + Sickness, how dar'st thou one so fair invade? + </div> + <div> + Too base Infirmity to work her Bale. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Heaven be distempered since she grieved pines, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Never be dry these my sad plantive Lines. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Pearch thou my Spirit on her Silver Breasts, + </div> + <div> + And with their pains redoubled Musick beatings, + </div> + <div> + Let them toss thee to world where all toil rests, + </div> + <div> + Where Bliss is subject to no Fear's defeatings; + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Her Praise I tune whose Tongue doth tune the Sphears, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And gets new Muses in her Hearers Ears. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Stars fall to fetch fresh light from her rich eyes, + </div> + <div> + Her bright Brow drives the Sun to Clouds beneath. + </div> + <div> + Her Hairs reflex with red strakes paints the Skies, + </div> + <div> + Sweet Morn and Evening dew flows from her breath: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Phoebe</i> rules Tides, she my Tears tides forth draws, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + In her sick-Bed Love sits, and maketh Laws. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Her dainty Limbs tinsel her Silk soft Sheets, + </div> + <div> + Her Rose-crown'd Cheeks eclipse my dazled sight. + </div> + <div> + O Glass! with too much joy my thoughts thou greets, + </div> + <div> + And yet thou shew'st me day but by twilight. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Ile kiss thee for the kindness I have felt, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Her Lips one Kiss would unto <i>Nectar</i> melt. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + From the Emperor's Court he went to the City of <i>Florence</i>, + the Pride and Glory of <i>Italy</i>, in which City his + <i>Geraldine</i> was born, never ceasing till he came to the + House of her Nativity; and being shewn the Chamber her clear + Sun-beams first thrust themselves in this cloud of Flesh, he was + transported with an Extasie of Joy, his Mouth overflow'd with + <i>Magnificats</i>, his Tongue thrust the Stars out of Heaven, + and eclipsed the Sun and Moon with Comparisons of his + <i>Geraldine</i>, and in praise of the Chamber that was so + illuminatively honoured with her Radiant Conception, he penned + this Sonnet: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Fair Room, the presence of sweet Beauties pride, + </div> + <div> + This place the Sun upon the Earth did hold, + </div> + <div> + When <i>Phaeton</i> his Chariot did misguide, + </div> + <div> + The Tower where <i>Jove</i> rain'd down himself in Gold, + </div> + <div> + Prostrate as holy ground Ile worship thee. + </div> + <div> + Our <i>Ladies Chappel</i> henceforth be thou nam'd; + </div> + <div> + Here first <i>Loves Queen</i> put on Mortality, + </div> + <div> + And with her Beauty all the world inflam'd. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Heaven's Chambers harbouring fiery Cherubins, + </div> + <div> + Are not with thee in Glory to compare. + </div> + <div> + Lightning, it is not Light which in thee mines, + </div> + <div> + None enter thee but streight entranced are. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + O! if <i>Elizium</i> be above the ground, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Then here it is, where nought but Joy is found. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + That the City of <i>Florence</i> was the ancient Seat of her + Family, he himself intimates in one of his Sonnets: thus; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + From <i>Tuscan</i> came my Ladies worthy Race; + </div> + <div> + Fair <i>Florence</i> was sometimes her ancient Seat, + </div> + <div> + The Weltern Isle, whose pleasant Shoar doth face, + </div> + <div> + Whilst <i>Camber's</i> Cliffs did give her lively heat. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + In the Duke of <i>Florence's</i> Court he published a proud + Challenge against all Comers, whether <i>Christians</i>, + <i>Turks</i>, <i>Canibals</i>, <i>Jews</i>, or <i>Saracens</i>, + in defence of his <i>Geraldines</i> Beauty. This Challenge was + the more mildly accepted, in regard she whom he defended, was a + Town-born Child of that City; or else the Pride of the + <i>Italian</i> would have prevented him ere he should have come + to perform it. The Duke of <i>Florence</i> nevertheless sent for + him, and demanded him of his Estate, and the reason that drew him + thereto; which when he was advertiz'd of to the full, he granteth + all Countries whatsoever, as well Enemies and Outlaws, as Friends + and Confederates, free access and regress into his Dominions + immolested, until the Trial were ended. + </p> + <p> + This Challenge, as he manfully undertook, so he as valiantly + performed; as Mr. <i>Drayton</i> describes it in his Letter to + the Lady <i>Geraldine</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The shiver'd Staves here for thy Beauty broke, + </div> + <div> + With fierce encounters past at every shock, + </div> + <div> + When stormy Courses answer'd Cuff for Cuff, + </div> + <div> + Denting proud Beavers with the Counter-buff; + </div> + <div> + Which when each manly valiant Arm essays, + </div> + <div> + After so many brave triumphant days, + </div> + <div> + The glorious Prize upon my Lance I bare, + </div> + <div> + By Herald's Voyce proclaim'd to be thy share. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The Duke of <i>Florence</i> for his approved Valour, offered him + large Proffers to stay with him; which he refused: intending, as + he had done in <i>Florence</i>, to proceed through all the chief + Cities in <i>Italy</i>; but this his Purpose was frustrated, by + Letters sent to him from his Master King <i>Henry</i> the + <i>8th.</i> which commanded him to return as speedily as possibly + he could into <i>England</i>. + </p> + <p> + Our famous <i>English</i> Antiquary <i>John Leland</i>, speaking + much in the praise of Sir <i>Thomas Wiat</i> the Elder, as well + for his Learning, as other excellent Qualities, meet for a man of + his Calling; calls this Earl the conscript enrolled Heir of the + said Sir <i>Thomas Wiat</i>: writing to him in these words; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Accipe Regnorum Comes illustrissime Carmen,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Quo mea Musa tuum laudavit moesta Viallum</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And again, in another place, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Perge</i>, Houerde, <i>tuum virtute referre Viallum,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Dicerisque tuæ clarissima Gloria stirpis</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + A certain Treatise called <i>The Art of</i> English + <i>Poetry</i>, alledges, <i>That Sir</i> Thomas Wiat <i>the + Elder, and</i> Henry <i>Earl of</i> Surrey <i>were the two + Chieftains, who having travelled into</i> Italy, <i>and there + tasted the sweet and stately Measures and Style of the</i> + Italian <i>Poesie, greatly polished our rude and homely manner of + vulgar Poesie from what it had been before; and may therefore + justly be shewed to be the Reformers of our</i> English <i>Meeter + and Style</i>. + </p> + <p> + I shall only add an Epitaph made by this Noble Earl on Sir + <i>Anthony Denny</i>, Knight (a Gentleman whom King <i>Henry</i> + the <i>8th.</i> greatly affected) and then come to speak of his + Death. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Death and the King did as it were contend, + </div> + <div> + Which of them two bare <i>Denny</i> greatest Love; + </div> + <div> + The King to shew his Love, gan far extend, + </div> + <div> + Did him advance his Betters far above: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Near Place, much Wealth, great Honour eke him gave, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + To make it known what Power great Princes have. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + But when Death came with his triumphant Gift, + </div> + <div> + From worldly Cark he quit his wearied Ghost, + </div> + <div> + Free from the Corps, and streight to Heaven it lift, + </div> + <div> + Now deem that can who did for <i>Denny</i> most; + </div> + <div class="i2"> + The King gave Wealth, but fading and unsure, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Death brought him Bliss that ever shall endure. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But to return, this Earl had together with his Learning, Wisdom, + Fortitude, Munificence, and Affability; yet all these good and + excellent parts were no protection against the King's + Displeasure; for upon the <i>12th</i> of <i>December</i>, the + last of King <i>Henry</i> the <i>8th.</i> he, with his Father + <i>Thomas</i> Duke of <i>Norfolk</i>, upon certain surmises of + Treason, were committed to the Tower of <i>London</i>, the one by + Water, the other by Land; so that the one knew not of the others + Apprehension: The <i>15th.</i> day of <i>January</i> next + following, he was arraigned at Guildhall, <i>London</i>, where + the greatest matter alledged against him, was, for bearing + certain Arms that were said belonged to the King and Prince; the + bearing whereof he justified. To be short, (for so they were with + him) he was found guilty by twelve common Juriars, had Judgment + of Death; and upon the <i>19th</i> day of the said Month (nine + days before the Death of the said King <i>Henry</i>, was beheaded + at <i>Tower-Hill</i>) He was at first interred in the Chappel of + the Tower, and afterwards, in the Reign of King <i>James</i>, his + Remainders of Ashes and Bones were removed to <i>Framingham</i> + in <i>Suffolk</i>, by his second Son <i>Henry</i> Earl of + <i>Northampton</i>, where in the Church they were interred, with + this Epitaph; + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + Henrico Howardo, Thomæ <i>Secundi Ducis</i> Norfolciæ <i>filio + primogenito</i>, Thomæ <i>tertij Patri, Comiti</i> Surriæ, + <i>& Georgiani Ordinis Equiti Aurato, immature Anno Salutis + 1546, abrepto. Et</i> Francisæ <i>Uxori ejus, filiæ</i> + Johannis <i>Comitis</i> Oxoniæ. Henricus Howardus <i>Comes</i> + Northhamptoniæ, <i>filius secundo genitus, hoc supremum + Pietatis in Parentes Monumentum posuit</i>, A.D. 1614. + </p> + </blockquote> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_w" id="thomas_w"></a>Sir <i>THOMAS WIAT</i> the + Elder. + </h2> + <p> + This worthy Knight is termed by the Name of the Elder, to + distinguish him from Sir <i>Thomas Wiat</i> the raiser of the + Rebellion in the time of Queen <i>Mary</i>, and was born at + <i>Allington</i> Castle in the County of <i>Kent</i>; which + afterwards he repaired with most beautiful Buildings. He was a + Person of great esteem and reputation in the Reign of King + <i>Henry</i> the <i>8th.</i> with whom, for his honesty and + singular parts, he was in high favour. Which nevertheless he had + like to have lost about the Business of Queen <i>Anne + Bullein</i>; but by his Innocency, Industry and Prudence, he + extricated himself. + </p> + <p> + He was one of admirable ingenuity, and truly answer'd his + Anagram, <i>Wiat</i>, a Wit, the judicious Mr. <i>Cambden</i> + saith he was. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Eques Auratus splendide doctus</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And though he be not taken notice of by <i>Bale</i> nor + <i>Pits</i>, yet for his admirable Translation of <i>David's</i> + Psalms into <i>English</i> Meeter, and other Poetical Writings, + <i>Leland</i> forbears not to compare him to <i>Dante</i> and + <i>Petrarch</i>, by giving him this large commendation. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Bella suum merito jactet</i> Florentia Dantem + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Regia</i> Petrarchæ <i>carmina</i> Roma <i>probat</i>, + </div> + <div> + <i>His non inferior Patrio Sermone</i> Viattus + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Eloquii secum qui decus omne tulit</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Let <i>Florence</i> fair her <i>Dantes</i> justly boast, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And royal <i>Rome</i> her <i>Petrarchs</i> number'd feet, + </div> + <div> + In <i>English Wiat</i> both of them doth coast: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + In whom all graceful eloquence doth meet. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The renowned Earl of <i>Surrey</i> in an <i>Encomium</i> upon his + Translation of <i>David's</i> Psalms, thus writes of him, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + What holy Grave, what worthy Sepulcher, + </div> + <div> + To <i>Wiat's</i> Psalms shall Christians purchase then? + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And afterward, upon his death, the said Earl writeth thus: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + What Vertues rare were temper'd in thy brest? + </div> + <div> + Honour that <i>England</i> such a Jewel bred, + </div> + <div> + And kiss the ground whereas thy Corps did rest, + <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This worthy Knight being sent Ambassador by King <i>Henry</i> the + Eighth to <i>Charles</i> the Fifth Emperor, then residing in + <i>Spain</i>, died of the Pestilence in the West Country, before + he could take Shipping, <i>Anno</i> 1541. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="christopher_t" id="christopher_t"></a>Dr. <i>CHRISTOPHER + TYE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + In the writing this Doctors Life, we shall principally make use + for Directions of Mr. <i>Fuller</i>, in his <i>England's + Worthies</i>, fol. 244. He flourished (saith he) in the Reign of + King <i>Henry</i> the Eighth, and King <i>Edward</i> the Sixth, + to whom he was one of the Gentlemen of their Chappel, and + probably the Organist. Musick, which received a grievous wound in + <i>England</i> at the dissolution of Abbeys, was much beholding + to him for her recovery; such was his excellent Skill and Piety, + that he kept it up in Credit at Court, and in all Cathedrals + during his life: He translated <i>the Acts of the Apostles</i> + into Verse, and let us take a tast his Poetry. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + In the former Treatise to thee, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + dear friend <i>Theophilus</i>, + </div> + <div> + I have written the veritie + </div> + <div class="i2"> + of the Lord Christ Jesus, + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Which he to do and eke to teach, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + began until the day; + </div> + <div> + In which the Spirit up did him fetch + </div> + <div class="i2"> + to dwell above for aye. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + After that he had power to do + </div> + <div class="i2"> + even by the Holy Ghost: + </div> + <div> + Commandements then he gave unto + </div> + <div class="i2"> + his chosen least and most. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + To whom also himself did shew + </div> + <div class="i2"> + from death thus to revive; + </div> + <div> + By tokens plain unto his few + </div> + <div class="i2"> + even forty days alive. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Speaking of God's kingdom with heart + </div> + <div class="i2"> + chusing together them, + </div> + <div> + Commanding them not to depart + </div> + <div class="i2"> + from that <i>Jerusalem</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + But still to wait on the promise + </div> + <div class="i2"> + of his Father the Lord, + </div> + <div> + Of which you have heard me e're this + </div> + <div class="i2"> + unto you make record. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Pass we now (saith he) from his Poetry, (being Musick in words) + to his Musick, (being Poetry in sounds) who set an excellent + Composition of Musick in four parts, to the several Chapters of + his aforenamed Poetry, dedicating the same to King <i>Edward</i> + the Sixth, a little before his death, and Printed it <i>Anno + Dom.</i> 1353. He also did Compose many excellent <i>Services</i> + and <i>Anthems</i> of four and five parts, which were used in + Cathedrals many years after his death, the certain date whereof + we cannot attain to. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_le" id="john_le"></a><i>JOHN LELAND</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This famous Antiquary, Mr. <i>John Leland</i>, flourish'd in the + year 1546. about the beginning of the Reign of King <i>Edward</i> + the Sixth, and was born by most probable conjecture at + <i>London</i>. He wrote, among many other Volumes, several Books + of Epigrams, his <i>Cigneo Cantio</i>, a Genethliac of Prince + <i>Edward</i>, <i>Naniæ</i> upon the death of Sir <i>Thomas + Wiat</i>, out of which we shall present you with these Verses: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Transtulit in nostram</i> Davidis <i>carmina linguam,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Et numeros magna reddidit arte pares.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Non morietur opus tersum, spectabile sacrum</i>, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Clarior hac fama parte</i> Viattus <i>erit.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Una dies geminos Phoenices non dedit orbi,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Mors erit unius, vita sed alterius.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Rara avis in terris confectus morte</i> Viattus, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Houerdum <i>hæredem scripserat ante suum.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Dicere nemo potest recte periisse</i> Viattum, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Ingenii cujus tot monimenta vigent</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He wrote also several other things both in Prose and Verse, to + his great fame and commendation. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_c" id="thomas_c"></a><i>THOMAS CHURCHYARD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Churchyard</i> was born in the Town of + <i>Shrewsbury</i>, as himself doth affirm in his Book made in + Verse of the <i>Worthiness of Wales</i>, taking <i>Shropshire</i> + within the compass, (to use his own Expression) <i>Wales</i> the + <i>Park</i>, and the <i>Marches</i> the <i>Pale</i> thereof. He + was one equally addicted to Arts and Arms, serving under that + renowned Captain Sir <i>William Drury</i>, in a rode he made into + <i>Scotland</i>, as also under several other Commanders beyond + Sea, as he declares in his <i>Tragical Discourse of the Unhappy + Mans Life</i>, saying, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Full thirty years both Court and Wars I tryde, + </div> + <div> + And still I sought acquaintance with the best, + </div> + <div> + And served the State, and did such hap abide + </div> + <div> + As might befal, and Fortune sent the rest, + </div> + <div> + When Drum did sound, I was a Soldier prest + </div> + <div class="i2"> + To Sea or Land, as Princes quarrel stood, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And for the same full oft I lost my blood. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But it seems he got little by the Wars but blows, as he declares + himself a little after. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + But God he knows, my gain was small I weene, + </div> + <div> + For though I did my credit still encrease, + </div> + <div> + I got no wealth by wars, ne yet by peace. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Yet it seems he was born of wealthy friends, and had an Estate + left unto him, as in the same Work he doth declare. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + So born I was to House and Land by right, + </div> + <div> + But in a Bag to Court I brought the same, + </div> + <div> + From <i>Shrewsbury</i>-Town, a seat of ancient fame. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Some conceive him to be as much beneath a Poet as above a Rymer, + yet who so shall consider the time he wrote in, <i>viz.</i> the + beginning of the Reign of Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>, shall find his + Verses to go abreast with the best of that Age. His Works, such + as I have seen and have now in custody, are as followeth: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>The Siege of</i> Leith. + </div> + <div> + <i>A Farewel to the World</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>A feigned Fancy of the Spider and the Goat</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>A doleful Discourse of a Lady and a Knight</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>The Road into</i> Scotland, <i>by Sir</i> William Drury. + </div> + <div> + <i>Sir</i> Simon Burley'<i>s Tragedy</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>A Tragical Discourse of the Vnhappy Mans Life</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>A Discourse of Vertue</i>. + </div> + <div> + Churchyard'<i>s Dream</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>A Tale of a Fryar and a Shoomaker's wife</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>The Siege of</i> Edenborough-<i>Castle</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>Queen</i> Elizabeth'<i>s Reception into</i> Bristol. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + These Twelve several Treatises he bound together, calling them + <i>Church-yard's Chips</i>, and dedicated them to Sir + <i>Christopher Hatton</i>. He also wrote the Falls of + <i>Shore</i>'s Wife and of Cardinal <i>Wolsey</i>; which are + inserted into the Book of <i>the Mirrour for Magistrates</i>. + Thus, like a stone, did he trundle about, but never gather'd any + Moss, dying but poor, as may be seen by his Epitaph in Mr. + <i>Cambden's Remains</i>, which runs thus; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Come <i>Alecto</i>, lend me thy Torch, + </div> + <div> + To find a <i>Church-yard</i> in a Church-porch: + </div> + <div> + <i>Poverty</i> and <i>Poetry</i> his Tomb doth enclose, + </div> + <div> + Wherefore good Neighbours be merry in prose. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + His death, according to the most probable conjecture, may be + presumed about the eleventh year of the Queen's Reign, <i>Anno + Dom.</i> 1570. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_hi" id="john_hi"></a><i>JOHN HIGGINS</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Higgins</i> was one of the chief of them who compiled the + History of <i>the Mirrour of Magistrates</i>, associated with Mr. + <i>Baldwin</i>, Mr. <i>Ferrers</i>, <i>Thomas Churchyard</i>, and + several others, of which Book Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i> thus + writes in his <i>Defence of Poesie</i>, <i>I account the</i> + Mirrour of Magistrates <i>meetly furnished of beautiful + parts</i>. These Commendations coming from so worthy a person, + our <i>Higgins</i> having so principal a share therein, deserves + a principal part of the praise. And how well his deservings were, + take an essay of his Poetry in his induction to the Book. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When Summer sweet with all her pleasures past, + </div> + <div> + And leaves began to leave the shady tree, + </div> + <div> + The Winter cold encreased on full fast, + </div> + <div> + And time of year to sadness moved me: + </div> + <div> + For moisty blasts not half so mirthful be, + </div> + <div> + As sweet <i>Aurora</i> brings in Spring-time fair, + </div> + <div> + Our joys they dim as Winter damps the air. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The Nights began to grow to length apace, + </div> + <div> + Sir <i>Phoebus</i> to th'Antartique 'gan to fare: + </div> + <div> + From <i>Libra</i>'s lance, to the <i>Crab</i> he took his + race + </div> + <div> + Beneath the Line, to lend of light a share. + </div> + <div> + For then with us the days more darkish are, + </div> + <div> + More short, cold, moist, and stormy, cloudy, clit, + </div> + <div> + For sadness more than mirths or pleasures fit. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Devising then what Books were best to read, + </div> + <div> + Both for that time, and sentence grave also, + </div> + <div> + For conference of friend to stand in stead, + </div> + <div> + When I my faithful friend was parted fro; + </div> + <div> + I gat me strait the Printers shops unto, + </div> + <div> + To seek some Work of price I surely ment, + </div> + <div> + That might alone my careful mind content. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And then he declareth how there he found the first part of this + Mirrour for Magistrates, which yet took beginning from the time + of King <i>Richard</i> the Second; But he knowing many Examples + of famous persons before <i>William</i> the Conquerour, which + were wholly omitted, he set upon the Work, and beginning from + <i>Brute</i>, continued it to <i>Aurelius Bassianus Caracalla</i> + Emperour of <i>Rome</i>, about the year of Christ 209. shewing in + his Writings a great deal of Wisdom and Learning. He flourished + about the beginning of the Reign of Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="abraham_f" id="abraham_f"></a><i>ABRAHAM FRAUNCE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This <i>Abraham Fraunce</i>, a Versifier, about the same time + with <i>John Higgins</i>, was one who imitated <i>Latine</i> + measure in <i>English</i> Verse, writing a Pastoral, called + <i>the Countess of</i> Pembroke's <i>Ivy-church</i>, and some + other things in Hexameter, some also in Hexameter and Pentameter; + He also wrote <i>the Countess of</i> Pembroke's <i>Emanuel</i>, + containing the Nativity, Passion, Burial, and Resurrection of + Christ, together with certain Psalms of <i>David</i>, all in + <i>English</i> Hexameters. Nor was he altogether singular in this + way of writing, for Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i> in the Pastoral + Interludes of his <i>Arcadia</i>, uses not only these, but all + other sorts of <i>Latine</i> measure, in which no wonder he is + followed by so few, since they neither become the <i>English</i>, + nor any other modern Language. + </p> + <p> + He began also the Translation of <i>Heliodorus</i> his + <i>Æthiopick</i> History, in the same kind of Verse, of which, to + give the Reader the better divertisement, we shall present you + with a tast. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + As soon as Sun-beams could once peep out fro the Mountains, + </div> + <div> + And by the dawn of day had somewhat lightned <i>Olympus</i>, + </div> + <div> + Men, whose lust was law, whose life was still to be lusting, + </div> + <div> + Whose thriving thieving, convey'd themselves to an hill top, + </div> + <div> + That stretched forward to the <i>Heracleotica</i> entry + </div> + <div> + And mouth of <i>Nylus</i>; looking thence down to the main + sea + </div> + <div> + For sea-faring men; but seeing none to be sailing, + </div> + <div> + They knew 'twas bootless to be looking there for a booty: + </div> + <div> + So that strait fro the sea they cast their eyes to the + sea-shore; + </div> + <div> + Where they saw, that a Ship very strangely without any ship + man, + </div> + <div> + Lay then alone at road, with Cables ty'd to the main-land, + </div> + <div> + And yet full fraighted, which they, though far, fro the + hill-top, + </div> + <div> + Easily might perceive by the water drawn to the deck-boards, + <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + His <i>Ivy-Church</i> he dedicated to the <i>Countess of + Pembroke</i>, in which he much vindicated his manner of writing, + as no Verse fitter for it then that; he also dedicated his + <i>Emanuel</i> to her, which being but two lines take as + followeth: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Mary</i> the best Mother sends her best Babe to a + <i>Mary:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Lord</i> to a <i>Ladies</i> sight, and <i>Christ</i> to a + <i>Christian</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + When he died, we cannot find, but suppose it to be about the + former part of Queen <i>Elizabeth's</i> Reign. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_w" id="william_w"></a><i>WILLIAM WARNER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>William Warner</i>, one of principal esteem in his time, was + chiefly famous for his <i>Albion's England</i>, which he wrote in + the old-fashioned kind of seven-footed Verse, which yet sometimes + is in use, though in different manner, that is to say, divided + into two: He wrote also several Books in prose, as he himself + witnesseth, in his Epistle to the Reader, but (as we said before) + his <i>Albion's England</i> was the chiefest, which he deduced + from the time of <i>Noah</i>, beginning thus: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I tell of things done long ago, of many things in few: + </div> + <div> + And chiefly of this Clime of ours, the accidents pursue. + </div> + <div> + Thou high director of the same, assist mine artless Pen, + </div> + <div> + To write the Jests of <i>Brutons</i> stout, and Arts of + <i>English-men</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + From thence he proceeds to the peopling of the Earth by the Sons + of <i>Noah</i>, intermixing therein much variety of Matter, not + only pleasant, but profitable for the Readers understanding of + what was delivered by the ancient Poets, bringing his Matter + succinctly to the Siege of <i>Troy</i>, and from thence to the + coming of <i>Brute</i> into this Island; and so, coming down + along the chiefest matters, touched of our <i>British</i> + Historians, to the Conquest of <i>England</i> by Duke + <i>William</i>, and from him the Affairs of the Land to the + beginning of Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>; where he concludeth thus, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Elizabeth</i> by peace, by war, for majesty, for mild, + </div> + <div> + Enrich'd, fear'd, honour'd, lov'd, but (loe) unreconcil'd, + </div> + <div> + The <i>Muses</i> check my saucy Pen, for enterprising her, + </div> + <div> + In duly praising whom, themselves, even <i>Arts</i> + themselves might err. + </div> + <div> + <i>Phoebus</i> I am, not <i>Phaeton</i>, presumptuously to + ask + </div> + <div> + What, shouldst thou give, I could not <ins class="correction" + title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'guide; guide;'">guide;</ins> + give not me thy task, + </div> + <div> + For, as thou art <i>Apollo</i> too, our mighty subjects + threats + </div> + <div> + A <i>non plus</i> to thy double power: + </div> + <div class="i9"> + <i>Vel volo, vel nollem</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + I might add several more of his Verses, to shew the worth of his + Pen, but the Book being indifferent common, having received + several Impressions, I shall refer the Reader, for his further + satisfaction, to the Book itself. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_t" id="thomas_t"></a><i>THOMAS TUSSER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Tusser</i> (a person well known by his Book of + Husbandry) was born at <i>Rinen-hall</i> in <i>Essex</i>, of an + ancient Family, but now extinct; where, when but young, his + Father, designing him for a Singing-man, put him to + <i>Wallingford</i>-School, where how his Misfortunes began in the + World, take from his own Pen. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + O painful time, for every crime, + </div> + <div> + What toosed ears, like baited Bears, + </div> + <div> + What bobbed lips, what yerks, what nips, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + What hellish toys? + </div> + <div> + What Robes so bare, what Colledge-fare? + </div> + <div> + What Bread how stale, what penny Ale? + </div> + <div> + Then <i>Wallingford</i>, how wer't thou abhorr'd, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Of silly boys? + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + From thence he was sent to learn Musick at <i>Pauls</i> with one + <i>John Redford</i>, an excellent Musician; where, having + attained some skill in that Art, he was afterwards sent to + <i>Eaton</i>-School, to learn the <i>Latine</i> Tongue, where, + how his Miseries encreas'd, let himself speak. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + From <i>Pauls</i> I went, to <i>Eaton</i> sent, + </div> + <div> + To learn straightways the <i>Latine</i> phrase, + </div> + <div> + Where fifty three stripes given to me, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + At once I had, + </div> + <div> + For fault but small, or none at all, + </div> + <div> + It came to pass thus beat I was, + </div> + <div> + See <i>Udal</i>, see, the mercy of thee + </div> + <div class="i2"> + To me poor Lad. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Having attained to some perfection in the <i>Latine</i> Tongue, + he was sent to <i>Trinity-Hall</i> in <i>Cambridge</i>, where he + had not continued long, but he was vexed with extream sickness, + whereupon he left the University, and betook himself to Court, + and lived for a while under the Lord <i>Paget</i>, in King + <i>Edward</i> the Sixth's days; when, the Lords falling at + dissention, he left the Court, and went to <i>Suffolk</i>, where + he married his first Wife, and took a Farm at <i>Ratwade</i> in + that County, where he first devised his Book of Husbandry, but + his Wife not having her health there, he removed from thence to + <i>Ipswich</i> and soon after buried her. + </p> + <p> + Not long after he married again to one Mrs. <i>Amy Moon</i>, upon + whose Name he thus versified: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I chanced soon to find a <i>Moon</i>, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Of chearful hue; + </div> + <div> + Which well and fine me thought did shine, + </div> + <div> + And never change, a thing most strange, + </div> + <div> + Yet keep in sight her course aright, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And compass true. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Being thus married he betook himself again to Husbandry, and + hired a Farm, called <i>Diram Cell</i>, and there he had not + lived long, but his Landlord died, and his Executors falling at + variance, and now one troubled him, and then another, whereupon + he left <i>Diram</i>, and went to <i>Norwich</i>, turning a + Singing-man under Mr. <i>Salisbury</i>, the Dean thereof; There + he was troubled with a <i>Dissury</i>, so that in a 138 Hours he + never made a drop of Water. Next he hired a Parsonage at + <i>Fairstead</i> in <i>Essex</i>, but growing weary of that he + returned again to <i>London</i>, where he had not lived long, but + the Pestilence raging there, he retired to <i>Cambridge</i>: Thus + did he roul about from place to place, but, like <i>Sisiphus</i> + stone, could gather no Moss whithersoever he went: He was + successive a Musician, Schoolmaster, Servingman, Husbandman, + Grasier, Poet, more skilful in all, than thriving in any + Vocation. He traded at large in Oxen, Sheep, Dairies, Grain of + all kinds, to no profit. He spread his Bread with all sorts of + Butter, yet none would stick thereon. So that he might say with + the Poet, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + —<i>Monitis sum minor ipse meis</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + None being better at the <i>Theory</i>, or worse at the + <i>Practice</i> of Husbandry, and may be fitly match'd with + <i>Thomas Churchyard</i>, they being mark'd alike in their + Poetical parts, living in the same time, and statur'd both alike + in their Estates, and that low enough in all reason. He died in + <i>London</i>, <i>Anno Dom.</i> 1580. and was buried at St. + <i>Mildred's</i>-Church in the <i>Poultrey</i>, with this + Epitaph: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Here <i>THOMAS TUSSER</i>, clad in earth doth lie, + </div> + <div> + That sometime made the Points of Husbandry: + </div> + <div> + By him then learn thou may'st, here learn we must, + </div> + <div> + When all is done, we sleep, and turn to dust: + </div> + <div> + And yet, through Christ, to Heaven we hope to go, + </div> + <div> + Who reads his Books, shall find his Faith was so. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_s" id="thomas_s"></a><i>THOMAS STORER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Storer</i> was a great writer of Sonnets, Madrigals, + and Pastoral Airs, in the beginning of Q. <i>Elizabeth's</i> + Reign, and no doubt was highly esteemed in those days, of which + we have an account of some of them in an old Book, called + <i>England's Hellicon</i>. This kind of writing was of great + esteem in those days, and much imitated by <i>Thomas Watson</i>, + <i>Bartholomew Yong</i>, Dr. <i>Lodge</i>, and several others. + What time he died is to me unknown. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="lodge" id="lodge"></a><i>THOMAS LODGE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Lodge</i>, a Doctor of Physick, flourish'd also about + the beginning of the Reign of Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>; He was also + an eminent Writer of Pastoral Songs, Odes, and Madrigals. This + following Sonnet is said to be of his composing. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + If I must die, O let me chuse my Death: + </div> + <div> + Suck out my Soul with Kisses, cruel Maid! + </div> + <div> + In thy Breasts Crystal Balls embalm my Breath, + </div> + <div> + Dole it all out in sighs when I am laid; + </div> + <div> + Thy Lips on mine like Cupping-glasses clasp; + </div> + <div> + Let our Tongues meet, and strive as they would sting: + </div> + <div> + Crush out my Wind with one straight girting Grasp, + </div> + <div> + Stabs on my Heart keep time whilst thou dost sing. + </div> + <div> + Thy Eyes like searing-Irons burn out mine; + </div> + <div> + In thy fair Tresses stifle me outright: + </div> + <div> + Like <i>Circes</i>, change me to a loathsom Swine, + </div> + <div> + So I may live for ever in thy sight. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Into Heavens Joys can none profoundly see, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Except that first they meditate on thee. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Contemporary with Dr. <i>Lodge</i>, were several others, who all + of them wrote in the same strain, as <i>George Gascoigne</i>, + <i>Tho. Hudson</i>, <i>John Markham</i>, <i>Tho. Achely</i>, + <i>John Weever</i>, <i>Chr. Midleton</i>, <i>George + Turbervile</i>, <i>Henry Constable</i>, Sir <i>Edward Dyer</i>, + <i>Charles Fitz Geoffry</i>. Of these <i>George Gascoigne</i> + wrote not only Sonnets, Odes and Madrigals, but also something to + the Stage: as his <i>Supposes</i>, a Comedy; <i>Glass of + Government</i>, a Tragi-Comedy; and <i>Jocasta</i>, a Tragedy. + </p> + <p> + But to return to Dr. <i>Lodge</i>; we shall only add one Sonnet + more, taken out of his <i>Euphues Golden Legacy</i>, and so + proceed to others. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Of all chaste Birds, the <i>Phoenix</i> doth excel; + </div> + <div> + Of all strong Beasts, the <i>Lion</i> bears the Bell: + </div> + <div> + Of all sweet Flowers, the Rose doth sweetest smell; + </div> + <div> + Of all fair Maids, my <i>Rosalind</i> is fairest. + </div> + <div> + Of all pure Metals, <i>Gold</i> is only purest; + </div> + <div> + Of all high Trees, the <i>Pine</i> hath highest Crest; + </div> + <div> + Of all soft <i>Sweets</i>, I like my Mistress best: + </div> + <div> + Of all chaste Thoughts my Mistress Thoughts are rarest. + </div> + <div> + Of all proud Birds, the <i>Eagle</i> pleaseth <i>Jove</i>, + </div> + <div> + Of pretty Fowls, kind <i>Venus</i> likes the <i>Dove</i>: + </div> + <div> + Of Trees, <i>Minerva</i> doth the <i>Olive</i> love, + </div> + <div> + Of all sweet Nymphs, I honour <i>Rosalinde</i>, + </div> + <div> + Of all her Gifts, her <i>Wisdom</i> pleaseth most: + </div> + <div> + Of all her Graces, <i>Virtue</i> she doth boast; + </div> + <div> + For all the Gifts, my Life and Joy is lost, + </div> + <div> + If <i>Rosalinde</i> prove cruel and unkind. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_gr" id="robert_gr"></a><i>ROBERT GREENE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Robert Greene</i> (that great Friend to the <i>Printers</i> by + his many Impressions of numerous Books) was by Birth a Gentleman, + and sent to study in the University of <i>Cambridge</i>; where he + proceeded Master of Art therein. He had in his time sipped of the + Fountain of <i>Hellicon</i>, but drank deeper Draughts of Sack, + that <i>Helliconian</i> Liquor, whereby he beggar'd his Purse to + enrich his Fancy; writing much against Viciousness, but too + vicious in his Life. He had to his Wife a Virtuous Gentlewoman, + whom yet he forsook, and betook himself to a high course of + Living; to maintain which, he made his Pen mercenary, making his + Name very famous for several Books which he wrote, very much + taking in his time, and in indifferent repute amongst the vulgar + at this present; of which, those that I have seen, are as + followeth) Euphues <i>his Censure to</i> Philautus; Tullies + <i>Love</i>, <i>Philomela</i>, <i>The Lady</i> Fitz-waters + <i>Nightingale</i>, <i>A Quip for an upstart Courtier</i>, <i>the + History of</i> Dorastus <i>and</i> Fawnia, Green's <i>never too + late</i>, first and second Part; Green's <i>Arcadia</i>, Green + <i>his Farewell to Folly</i>, Greene's <i>Groats-worth of Wit, + &c.</i> He was also an Associate with Dr. <i>Lodge</i> in + writing of several Comedies; namely, <i>The Laws of Nature</i>; + <i>Lady Alimony</i>; <i>Liberality and Prodigality</i>; and a + Masque called <i>Luminalia</i>; besides which, he wrote alone the + Comedies of <i>Fryer Bacon</i>, and <i>fair Emme</i>. + </p> + <p> + But notwithstanding by these his Writings he got much Money, yet + was it not sufficient to maintain his Prodigality, but that + before his death he fell into extream Poverty, when his Friends, + (like Leaves to Trees in the Summer of Prosperity) fell from him + in his Winter of Adversity: of which he was very sensible, and + heartily repented of his ill passed Life, especially of the + wrongs he had done to his Wife; which he declared in a Letter + written to her, and found with his Book of <i>A Groatsworth of + Wit</i>, after his Death, containing these Words; + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + <i>The Remembrance of many Wrongs offered Thee and thy + unreproved Vertues, add greater sorrow to my miserable State + than I can utter, or thou conceive; neither is it lessened by + consideration of thy Absence (though Shame would let me hardly + behold thy Face) but exceedingly aggravated, for that I cannot + (as I ought) to thy own self reconcile my self, that thou + mightest witness my inward Wo at this instant, that have made + thee a woful Wife for so long a time. But equal Heaven hath + denied that comfort, giving at my last need, like Succour as I + have sought all my Life: Being in this extremity, as void of + help, as thou hast been of hope. Reason would that after so + long waste, I should not send thee a Child to bring the Charge, + but consider he is the fruit of thy Womb, in whose Face regard + not the Father's so much as thy own Perfections: He is yet</i> + Green, <i>and may grow strait, if he be carefully tended; + otherwise apt enough (I fear me) to follow his Fathers Folly. + That I have offended thee highly, I know; that thou canst + forget my Injuries, I hardly believe; yet I perswade my self, + if thou sawest my wretched estate, thou couldst not but lament + it: Nay, certainly I know thou wouldst. All my wrongs muster + themselves about me, and every Evil at once plagues me: For my + Contempt of God, I am contemned of Men; for my swearing and + forswearing, no man will believe me; for my Gluttony I suffer + Hunger; for my Drunkenness Thirst; for my Adultery, ulcerous + Sores: Thus God hath cast me down that I might be humbled, and + punisht me for example of others; and though he suffers me in + this world to perish without succour, yet trust I in the world + to come to find Mercy by the Merits of my Saviour; to whom I + commend thee, and commit my Soul.</i> + </p> + <p class="quotsig"> + Thy Repentant Husband + <br /> + for his Disloyalty, + </p> + <p class="citation"> + <i>Robert Greene</i>. + </p> + </blockquote> + <p> + In a Comedy called <i>Green's Tu quoque</i>, written by <i>John + Cooke</i>, I find these Verses made upon his Death; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + How fast bleak Autumn changeth <i>Flora</i>'s Die; + </div> + <div> + What yesterday was <i>Greene</i>, now's sear and dry. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_n" id="thomas_n"></a><i>THOMAS NASH</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Nash</i> was also a Gentleman born, and bred up in the + University of <i>Cambridge</i>; a man of a quick apprehension and + Satyrick Pen: One of his first Books he wrote was entituled + <i>Pierce Penniless his Supplication to the Devil</i>, wherein he + had some Reflections upon the Parentage of Dr. <i>Harvey</i>, his + Father being a Rope-maker of <i>Saffron-Walden</i>: This begot + high Contests betwixt the Doctor and him, so that it became to be + a well known Pen-Combate. Amongst other Books which Mr. + <i>Nash</i> wrote against him, one was entituled, <i>Have with ye + to</i> Saffron-Walden; and another called <i>Four Letters + confuted</i>; in which last he concludes with this Sonnet; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div class="i2"> + Were there no Wars, poor men should have no Peace; + </div> + <div> + Uncessant Wars with Wasps and Drones I cry: + </div> + <div> + He that begins oft knows not how to cease; + </div> + <div> + He hath begun; He follow till I die. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Ile hear no Truce, Wrong gets no Grave in me: + </div> + <div> + Abuse pell-mell encounter with abuse; + </div> + <div> + Write he again, Ile write eternally; + </div> + <div> + Who feeds Revenge, hath found an endless Muse. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + If Death ere made his black Dart of a Pen, + </div> + <div> + My Pen his special Bayly shall become: + </div> + <div> + Somewhat Ile be reputed of 'mongst men, + </div> + <div> + By striking of this Dunce or dead or dumb: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Await the World the Tragedy of Wrath, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + What next I paint shall tread no common Path. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + It seems he had a Poetical Purse as well as a Poetical Brain, + being much <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: may be typo for 'straightened'">straightned</ins> + in the Gifts of Fortune; as he exclaims in his <i>Pierce + Penniless</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Why is't damnation to despair and die, + </div> + <div> + When Life is my true happiness disease? + </div> + <div> + My Soul, my Soul, thy Safety makes me fly + </div> + <div> + The faulty Means that might my Pain appease. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Divines and dying men may talk of Hell, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + But in my Heart her several Torments dwell. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Ah worthless Wit, to train me to this Wo! + </div> + <div> + Deceitful Arts that nourish <i>Discontent</i>, + </div> + <div> + Ill thrive the Folly that bewitch'd me so! + </div> + <div> + Vain Thoughts adieu; for now I will repent: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And yet my Wants persuade me to proceed, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Since none takes pity of a Scholar's need. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Forgive me, God, although I curse my Birth, + </div> + <div> + And ban the Ayr wherein I breath a wretch, + </div> + <div> + Since Misery hath daunted all my Mirth, + </div> + <div> + And I am quite undone through Promise breach. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Oh Friends! no Friends, that then ungently frown, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + When changing Fortune calls us headlong down. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Without redress complains my careless Verse, + </div> + <div> + And <i>Midas</i> ears relent not at my mone; + </div> + <div> + In some far Land will I my griefs rehearse, + </div> + <div> + 'Mongst them that will be mov'd, when I shall grone. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>England</i> adieu, the Soil that brought me forth; + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Adieu unkind, where Skill is nothing worth. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He wrote moreover a witty Poem, entituled, <i>The White Herring + and the Red</i>; and two Comedies, the one called <i>Summer's + last Will and Testament</i>, and <i>See me and see me not</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="philip_s" id="philip_s"></a>Sir <i>PHILIP SIDNEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i>, the glory of the <i>English</i> Nation + in his time, and pattern of true Nobility, in whom the Graces and + Muses had their domestical habitations, equally addicted both to + Arts and Arms, though more fortunate in the one than in the + other. Son to Sir <i>Henry Sidney</i>, thrice Lord Deputy of + <i>Ireland</i>, and Sisters Son to <i>Robert</i> Earl of + <i>Leicester</i>; Bred in <i>Christ</i>'s Church in + <i>Oxford</i>, (<i>Cambridge</i> being nevertheless so happy to + have a Colledge of his name) where he so profited in the Arts and + Liberal Sciences, that after an incredible proficiency in all the + Species of Learning, he left the Academical Life, for that of the + Court, invited thither by his Uncle, the Earl of + <i>Leicester</i>, that great Favourite of Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>. + Here he so profited, that he became the glorious Star of his + Family, a lively Pattern of Vertue, and the lovely Joy of all the + learned sort. These his Parts so indeared him to Queen + <i>Elizabeth</i>, that she sent him upon an Embassy to the + Emperor of <i>Germany</i> at <i>Vienna</i>, which he discharged + to his own Honour, and her Approbation. Yea, his Fame was so + renowned throughout all Christendom, that (as it is commonly + reported) he was in election for the Kingdom of <i>Poland</i>, + though the Author of his Life, printed before his <i>Arcadia</i>, + doth doubt of the truth of it, however it was not above his + deserts. + </p> + <p> + During his abode at the Court, at his spare hours he composed + that incomparable Romance, entituled, <i>The Arcadia</i>, which + he dedicated to his Sister the Countess of <i>Pembroke</i>. A + Book (saith Dr. <i>Heylin</i>) which, besides its excellent + Language, rare Contrivances, and delectable Stories, hath in it + all the strains of Poesie, comprehendeth the whole art of + speaking, and to them who can discern and will observe, affordeth + notable Rules of Demeanour, both private and publick; and though + some men, sharp-witted only in speaking evil, have depraved the + Book, as the occasion that many precious hours are spent no + better, they consider not that the ready way to make the minds of + Youth grow awry, is to lace them too hard, by denying them just + and due liberty. Surely (saith one) the Soul deprived of lawful + delights, will, in way of revenge, (to enlarge its self out of + prison) invade and attempt unlawful pleasures. Let such be + condemned always to eat their meat with no other sawce, but their + own appetite, who deprive themselves and others of those sallies + into lawful Recreations, whereof no less plenty than variety is + afforded in this <i>Arcadia</i>. + </p> + <p> + One writes, that Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i> in the extream agony of + his wounds, so terrible the sence of death is, requested the + dearest friend he had, to burn his <i>Arcadia</i>; what promise + his friend returned herein is uncertain; but if he brake his word + to be faithful to the publick good, posterity herein hath less + cause to censure him for being guilty of such a meritorious + offence, wherewith he hath obliged so many ages. Hereupon thus + writeth the <i>British</i> Epigramatist. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Ipse tuam morient sede conjuge teste jubebas,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Arcadium sævis ignibus esse cibum;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Si meruit mortem, quia flammam accendit amoris</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Mergi, non uri debuit iste liber.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>In Librum quæcunque cadat sententia nulla,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Debuit ingenium morte perire tuum.</i> + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + In serious thoughts of Death 'twas thy desire + </div> + <div> + This sportful Book should be condemn'd with Fire: + </div> + <div> + If so, because it doth intend Love-matters, + </div> + <div> + It rather should be quench'd or drown'd i'th waters. + </div> + <div> + However doom'd the Book, the memory + </div> + <div> + Of thy immortal Wit will never die. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He wrote also besides his <i>Arcadia</i>, several other Works; + namely, <i>A Defence of Poesie</i>, a Book entituled + <i>Astrophel</i> and <i>Stella</i>, with divers Songs and Sonnets + in praise of his Lady, whom he celebrated under that bright Name; + whom afterwards he married, that Paragon of Nature, Sir + <i>Francis Walsingham</i>'s Daughter, who impoverished himself to + enrich the State; from whom he expected no more than what was + above all Portions, a beautiful Wife, and a virtuous Daughter. + </p> + <p> + He also translated part of that excellent Treatise of <i>Philip + Morney du Plessis</i>, of the Truth of Religion; and no doubt had + written many other excellent Works, had not the Lamp of his Life + been extinguish'd too soon; the manner whereof take as followeth: + </p> + <p> + His Unkle <i>Robert Dudley</i> Earl of <i>Leicester</i> (a man + almost as much hated as his Nephew was loved) was sent over into + the <i>Low-Countries</i>, with a well appointed Army, and large + Commission, to defend the <i>United Provinces</i> against the + <i>Spanish</i> Cruelty. Under him went Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i>, + who had the Command of the cautionary Town of <i>Flushing</i>, + and Castle of <i>Ramekius</i>, a Trust which he so faithfully + discharged, that he turned the Envy of the <i>Dutch</i> Townsmen + into Affection and Admiration. Not long after, some Service was + to be performed nigh <i>Zutphen</i> in <i>Gueiderland</i>, where + the <i>English</i>, through false intelligence, were mistaken in + the strength of the Enemy. Sir <i>Philip</i> is employed next to + the Chief in that Expedition; which he so discharged, that it is + questionable whether his Wisdom, Industry or Valour may challenge + to it self the greatest praise of the Action. And now when the + triumphant Lawrels were ready to Crown his Brows, the + <i>English</i> so near the Victory, that they touched it, ready + to lay hold upon <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: 'it' was added.">it</ins>, he was + unfortunately shot in the Thigh, which is the Rendez-vouz of + Nerves and Sinews, which caused a Feaver, that proved so mortal, + that five and twenty days after he died of the same; the Night of + whose Death was the Noon of his Age, and the exceeding Loss of + Christendom. + </p> + <p> + His Body was conveyed into <i>England</i>, and most honourably + interred in the Church of St. <i>Paul</i> in <i>London</i>; over + which was fixed this Epitaph: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>England</i>, <i>Netherland</i>, the Heavens, and the Arts, + </div> + <div> + All Souldiers, and the World have made fix parts + </div> + <div> + Of the Noble <i>Sidney</i>; for none will suppose + </div> + <div> + That a small heap of Stones can <i>Sidney</i> enclose: + </div> + <div> + <i>England</i> hath his Body, for she it bred; + </div> + <div> + <i>Netherland</i> his Blood, in her defence shed; + </div> + <div> + The Heavens his Soul, the Arts his Fame; + </div> + <div> + All Soldiers the Grief, the World his good Name. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + To recite the Commendations given him by several Authors, would + of it self require a Volume; to rehearse some few not unpleasing + to the Reader. The reverend <i>Cambden</i> writes thus; This is + that <i>Sidney</i>, whom, as God's will was, he should be + therefore born into the world even to shew unto our Age a Sample + of ancient Virtues. Doctor <i>Heylin</i> in his + <i>Cosmography</i> calleth him, That gallant Gentleman of whom he + cannot but make honourable mention. Mr. <i>Fuller</i> in his + <i>Worthies</i> thus writes of him, His homebred Abilities + perfected by Travel with foreign accomplishments, and a sweet + Nature, set a gloss upon both. <i>Stow</i> in his <i>Annals</i>, + calleth him, a most valiant and towardly Gentleman. <i>Speed</i> + in his Chronicle, That worthy Gentleman in whom were compleat all + Virtues and Valours that could be expected to reside in man: And + Sir <i>Richard Baker</i> gives him this Character, A man of so + many excellent parts of Art and Nature, of Valour and Learning, + of Wit and Magnanimity, that as he had equalled all those of + former Ages, so the future will hardly be able to equal him. + </p> + <p> + Nor was this Poet forgotten by the Poets; who offered whole + Hecatombs of Verses in his praise. Hear first that Kingly Poet, + or Poetical King, King <i>James</i> the first, late Monarch of + Great <i>Britain</i>, who thus writes, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Armipotens cui jus in fortia pectora</i> Mayors, + </div> + <div> + <i>Tu Dea quæ cerebrum perrumpere digna totantis,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Tuque adeo bijugæ proles</i> Latonia <i>rupis</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Gloria, decidua cingunt quam collibus artes,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Duc tecum, & querelis</i> Sidnæi <i>funera voce</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Plangite; nam vester fuerat</i> Sidnæus <i>alumnus,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Quid genus, & proavos, & spem, floremque + juventæ,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Immaturo obituraptum sine retexo?</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Heu frustra queror? heu rapuit Mors omnia secum?</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Et nihil ex tanto nunc est Heroe superstes,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Præterquam Decus & Nomen virtute paratum,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Doctaque</i> Sidneas <i>testantia Carmina laudes.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Thus translated by the said King: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Thou mighty <i>Mars</i>, the Lord of Soldiers brave, + </div> + <div> + And thou <i>Mirnerve</i>, that dost in wit excel, + </div> + <div> + And thou <i>Apollo</i>, who dost knowledge have + </div> + <div> + Of every Art that from <i>Parnassus</i> fell, + </div> + <div> + With all your Sisters that thereon do dwell, + </div> + <div> + Lament for him who duly serv'd you all: + </div> + <div> + Whom in you wisely all your Arts did mell, + </div> + <div> + Bewail (I say) his unexpected fall, + </div> + <div> + I need not in remembrance for to call + </div> + <div> + His Race, his Youth, the hope had of him ay, + </div> + <div> + Since that in him doth cruel Death appall + </div> + <div> + Both Manhood, Wit and Learning every way: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + But yet he doth in bed of Honour rest, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And evermore of him shall live the best. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And in another place thus; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When <i>Venus</i> sad saw <i>Philip Sidney</i> slain, + </div> + <div> + She wept, supposing <i>Mars</i> that he had been, + </div> + <div> + From Fingers Rings, and from her Neck the Chain + </div> + <div> + She pluckt away, as if <i>Mars</i> ne'er again + </div> + <div> + She meant to please, in that form he was in, + </div> + <div> + Dead, and yet could a Goddess thus beguile, + </div> + <div> + What had he done if he had liv'd this while? + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + These Commendations given him by so learned a Prince, made Mr. + <i>Alexander Nevil</i> thus to write; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Harps others Praise, a Scepter his doth sing, + </div> + <div> + Of Crowned Poet, and of Laureat King. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Divine <i>Du Bartus</i>, speaking of the most Learned of the + <i>English</i> Nation, reckoneth him as one of the chief, in + these words; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + And (world mourn'd) <i>Sidney</i>, warbling to the + <i>Thames</i>, + </div> + <div> + His Swan-like Tunes, so courts her coy proud Streams, + </div> + <div> + That (all with child with Fame) his Fame they bear + </div> + <div> + To <i>Thetis</i> Lap, and <i>Thetis</i> every where. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Sir <i>John Harrington</i> in his Epigrams thus; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + If that be true the latter Proverb says, + </div> + <div> + <i>Laudari a Laudatis</i> is most Praise, + </div> + <div> + <i>Sidney</i>, thy Works in Fames Books are enroll'd + </div> + <div> + By Princes Pens, which have thy Works extoll'd, + </div> + <div> + Whereby thy Name shall dure to endless days. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Mr. <i>Owen</i>, the <i>Brittish</i> Epigrammatist thus sets him + forth: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Thou writ'st things worthy reading, and didst do + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Things worthy writing too. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Thy Arts thy Valour show, + </div> + <div> + And by thy Works we do thy Learning know. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + I shall conclude all with these excellent Verses made by himself + a little before his Death; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + It is not I that die, I do but leave an Inn, + </div> + <div> + Where harbour'd was with me all filthy Sin: + </div> + <div> + It is not I that die, I do but now begin + </div> + <div> + Into eternal Joy by Faith to enter in, + </div> + <div> + Why mourn you then my Parents, Friends and Kin? + </div> + <div> + Lament you when I lose, not when I win. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="fulk_g" id="fulk_g"></a>Sir <i>FULK GREVIL</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Next to Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i>, we shall add his great Friend + and Associate, Sir <i>Fulk Grevil</i>, Lord <i>Brook</i>, one + very eminent both for Arts and Arms; to which the <i>genius</i> + of that time did mightily invite active Spirits. This Noble + Person, for the great love he bore to Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i>, + wrote his Life. He wrote several other Works both in Prose and + Verse, some of which were Dramatick, as his Tragedies of + <i>Alaham</i>, <i>Mustapha</i>, and <i>Marcus Tallius Cicero</i>, + and others, commonly of a Political Subject; amongst which, a + Posthume Work, not publish'd till within a few years, being a + two-fold Treatise, the first of Monarchy, the second of Religion, + in all which is observable a close mysterious and sententious way + of Writing, without much regard to Elegancy of Stile, or + smoothness of Verse. Another Posthume Book is also fathered upon + him; namely, <i>The Five Years of King</i> James, <i>or the + Condition of the State of</i> England, <i>and the Relation it had + to other Provinces</i>, Printed in the Year 1643. But of this + last Work many people are doubtful. + </p> + <p> + Now for his Abilities in the Exercise of Arms, take this + instance: At such time when the <i>French</i> Ambassadours came + over into <i>England</i>, to Negotiate a Marriage between the + Duke of <i>Anjou</i>, and Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>, for their + better entertainment, Solemn Justs were proclaimed, where the + Earl of <i>Arundel, Frederick</i> Lord <i>Windsor</i>, Sir + <i>Philip Sidney</i>, and he, were chief Challengers against all + comers; in which Challenge he behaved himself so gallantly, that + he won the reputation of a most valiant Knight. + </p> + <p> + Thus you see, that though <i>Ease be the Nurse of Poesie</i>, the + Muses are also Companions to <i>Mars</i>, as may be exemplified + in the Lives of the Earl of <i>Surrey</i>, Sir <i>Philip + Sidney</i>, and this Sir <i>Falk Grevil</i>. + </p> + <p> + I shall only add a word or two of his death, Which was as sad as + lamentable. He kept a discontented servant, who conceiving his + deserts, not soon or well enough rewarded, wounded him mortally; + and then (to save the Law a labour) killed himself. Verifying + therein the observation, <i>That there is none who never so much + despiseth his own life, but yet is master of another mans</i>. + </p> + <p> + This ingenious Gentleman, (in whose person shined all true Vertue + and high Nobility) as he was a great friend to learning himself, + so was he a great favourer of learning in others, witness his + liberality to Mr. <i>Speed</i> the Chronologer, when finding his + wide Soul was stuffed with too narrow an Occupation, gave it + enlargement, as the said Author doth ingeniously confess in his + description of <i>Warwickshire, Whose Merits</i> (saith he) <i>to + me-ward, I do acknowledge, in setting <ins class="correction" + title="Transcriber's note: original reads 'his'">this</ins> hand + free from the daily employments of a Manual Trade, and giving it + full liberty thus to express the inclination of <ins class= + "correction" title="Transcriber's note: 'my' was added">my</ins> + mind, himself being the</i> Procurer <i>of my present Estate</i>. + </p> + <p> + He lieth interred in <i>Warwick</i> Church, under a Monument of + Black and White Marble, wherein he is styled, <i>Servant to + Queen</i> Elizabeth, <i>Counsellor to King</i> James, <i>and + Friend to</i> Sir <i><ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: possibly 'Philip'">Philp</ins> Sidney</i>. + He died <i>Anno 16—.</i> without Issue, save only those of + his Brain, which will make his Name to live, when others Issue + they may fail them. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="edmund_s" id="edmund_s"></a>Mr. <i>EDMOND SPENSER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This our Famous Poet, Mr. <i>Edmond Spenser</i>, was born in the + City of <i>London</i>, and brought up in <i>Pembroke-Hall</i> in + <i>Cambridge</i>; where he became a most excellent Scholar, but + especially very happy in <i>English</i> Poetry, as his learned, + elaborate Works do declare, which whoso shall peruse with a + judicious eye, will find to have in them the very height of + Poetick fancy, and though some blame his Writings for the many + <i>Chaucerisms</i> used by him, yet to the Learned they are known + not to be blemishes, but rather beauties to his Book; which, + notwithstanding, (saith a learned Writer) had been more salable, + if more conformed to our modern language. + </p> + <p> + His first flight in Poetry, as not thinking himself fully + fledged, was in that Book of his, called <i>The Shepherds + Kalendar</i>, applying an old Name to a new Book; It being of + Eclogues fitted to each Month in the Year: of which Work hear + what that worthy Knight, Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i> writes, whose + judgment in such cases is counted infallible: <i>The Shepherds + Kalendar</i> (saith he) <i>hath much Poetry in his Eclogues, + indeed worthy the reading, if I be not deceived; That same + framing his Stile to an old rustick Language, I dare not allow, + since neither</i> Theocritus <i>in</i> Greek, Virgil <i>in</i> + Latine, <i>nor</i> Sanazara <i>in</i> Italian <i>did effect + it</i>. Afterwards he translated the <i>Gnat</i>, a little + fragment of <i>Virgil's</i> excellency. Then he translated + <i>Bellay</i> his Ruins of <i>Rome</i>; His most unfortunate Work + was that of <i>Mother Hubbard's Tale</i>, giving therein offence + to one in authority, who afterwards stuck on his skirts. But his + main Book, and which indeed I think Envy its self cannot carp at, + was his <i>Fairy Queen</i>, a Work of such an ingenious composure + as will last as long as time endures. + </p> + <p> + Now as you have heard what esteem Sir <i>Philip</i> <i>Sidney</i> + had of his Book, so you shall hear what esteem Mr. <i>Spenser</i> + had of Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i>, writing thus in his <i>Ruins of + Time</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Yet will I sing, but who can better sing + </div> + <div> + Than thou thy self, thine own selfs valiance? + </div> + <div> + That while thou livedst thou madest the Forests ring, + </div> + <div> + And Fields resound, and Flocks to leap and dance, + </div> + <div> + And Shepherds leave their Lambs unto mischance, + </div> + <div> + To run thy shrill <i>Arcadian</i> Pipe to hear, + </div> + <div> + O happy were those days, thrice happy were. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + In the same his Poem of the <i>Ruins of Time</i>, you may see + what account he makes of the World, and of the immortal Fame + gotten by Poesie. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + In vain do earthly Princes then, in vain, + </div> + <div> + Seek with Pyramids to Heaven aspir'd; + </div> + <div> + Or huge Collosses, built with costly pain; + </div> + <div> + Or brazen Pillars never to be fir'd, + </div> + <div> + Or Shrines, made of the metal most desir'd, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + To make their Memories for ever live, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + For how can mortal immortality give? + </div> + <div> + For deeds do die, however nobly done, + </div> + <div> + And thoughts of men do in themselves decay, + </div> + <div> + But wise words taught in numbers for to run, + </div> + <div> + Recorded by the Muses, live for aye; + </div> + <div> + Ne may with storming showers be wash'd away, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Ne bitter breathing with harmful blast, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Nor age, nor envy, shall them ever wast. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + There passeth a story commonly told and believed, that Mr. + <i>Spenser</i> presenting his Poems to Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>, + she highly affected therewith, commanded the Lord <i>Cecil</i>, + her Treasurer, to give him an Hundred Pound; and when the + Treasurer (a good Steward of the Queen's Money) alledged, that + Sum was too much for such a matter; then give him, quoth the + Queen, <i>what is reason</i>; but was so busied, or seemed to be + so, about matters of higher concernment, that Mr. <i>Spenser</i> + received no reward: whereupon he presented this Petition in a + small piece of Paper to the Queen in her progress. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I was promis'd on a time, + </div> + <div> + To have reason for my rime, + </div> + <div> + From that time unto this season, + </div> + <div> + I receiv'd nor rime nor reason. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This tart reflect so wrought upon the Queen, that she gave strict + order (not without some check to her Treasurer) for the present + payment of the hundred pounds she first intended him. + </p> + <p> + He afterwards went over into <i>Ireland</i>, Secretary to the + Lord <i>Gray</i>, Lord Deputy thereof; and though that his Office + under his Lord was lucrative, yet got he no Estate; <i>Peculiari + Poetis fato semper cum paupertate conflictatus est</i>, saith the + reverend <i>Cambden</i>; so that it fared little better with him, + (than with <i>Churchyard</i> or <i>Tusser</i> before him) or with + <i>William Xiliander</i> the <i>German</i>, (a most excellent + Linguist, Antiquary, Philosopher, and Mathematician) who was so + poor, that (as <i>Thuanus</i> writes) he was thought, <i>Fami non + famæ scribere</i>. + </p> + <p> + Thriving so bad in that boggy Country, to add to his misery, he + was robb'd by the Rebels of that little he had left; whereupon, + in great grief, he returns into <i>England</i>, and falling into + want, which to a noble spirit is most killing, being heartbroken, + he died <i>Anno</i> 1598. and was honourably buried at the sole + charge of <i>Robert</i>, first of that name Earl of <i>Essex</i>, + on whose Monument is written this Epitaph. + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + Edmundus Spencer, <i>Londinensis, Anglicorum Poetarum nostri + seculi fuit Princeps, quod ejus Poemata, faventibus Musis, + & victuro genio conscripta comprobant. Obiit immatura + morte, Anno salutis</i>, 1598. <i>& prope</i> Galfredum + Chaucerum <i>conditur, qui scoelisissime Poesin Anglicis + literis primus illustravit. In quem hæc scripta sunt + Epitaphia.</i> + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Hic prope</i> Chaucerum <i>situs est</i> Spenserius, + <i>illi</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Proximus ingenio, proximus ut tumulo.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Hic prope</i> Chaucerum Spensere <i>poeta poetam</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Conderis, & versu! quam tumulo proprior,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Anglica te vivo vixit, plausitque Poesis;</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Nunc moritura timet, te moriente, mori</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + </blockquote> + <p> + These two last lines, for the worthiness of the Poet, are thus + translated by Dr. <i>Fuller</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Whilest thou didst live, liv'd English Poetry, + </div> + <div> + Which fears, now thou art dead, that she shall die. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + A modern Author writes, that the Lord <i>Cecil</i> owed Mr. + <i>Spenser</i> a grudge for some Reflections of his in <i>Mother + Hubbard's Tale</i>, and therefore when the Queen had order'd him + that Money, the Lord Treasurer said, What all this for a Song? + And this he is said to have taken so much to heart, that he + contracted a deep Melancholy, which soon after brought his life + to a period: so apt is an ingenious spirit to resent a slighting + even from the greatest persons. And thus much I must needs say of + the Merit of so great a Poet, from so great a Monarch, that it is + incident to the best of Poets sometimes to flatter some Royal or + Noble Patron, never did any do it more to the height, or with + greater art and elegance, if the highest of praises attributed to + so Heroick a Princess can justly be termed flattery. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_ha" id="john_ha"></a>Sir <i>JOHN HARRINGTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>John Harrington</i> is supposed to be born in + <i>Somerset-shire</i>, he having a fair Estate near <i>Bath</i> + in that County. His Father, for carrying a Letter to the Lady + (afterwards Queen) <i>Elizabeth</i>, was kept twelve months in + the <i>Tower</i>, and made to spend a Thousand Pounds e're he + could be free of that trouble. His Mother also being Servant to + the Lady <i>Elizabeth</i>, was sequestred from her, and her + Husband enjoyned not to keep company with her; so that on both + sides he may be said to be very indear'd to Queen + <i>Elizabeth</i>, who was also his Godmother, a further tye of + her kindness and respects unto him. + </p> + <p> + This Sir <i>John</i> was bred up in <i>Cambridge</i>, either in + <i>Christ</i>'s or in St. <i>John</i>'s-Colledge, under Dr. + <i>Still</i> his Tutor. He afterwards proved one of the most + ingenious Poets of our <i>English</i> Nation, no less noted for + his Book of witty Epigrams, than his judicious Translation of + <i>Ariosto's Orlando Furioso</i>, dedicated to the Lady + <i>Elizabeth</i>, afterwards Queen of <i>Bohemia</i>. + </p> + <p> + The <i>British</i> Epigramatist, Mr. <i>John Owen</i>, in his + second Book of Epigrams, thus writes to him: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + A Poet mean I am, yet of the Troop, + </div> + <div> + Though thou art not, yet better thou canst do't. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And afterwards in his fourth Book, <i>Epig.</i> 20. concerning + Envy's Genealogy; he thus complements him. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Fair Vertue, foul-mouth'd Envy breeds, and feeds; + </div> + <div> + From Vertue only this foul Vice proceeds; + </div> + <div> + Wonder not that I this to you indite, + </div> + <div> + 'Gainst your rare Vertues, Envy bends her spite. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + It happened that whilest the said Sir <i>John</i> repaired often + to an Ordinary in <i>Bath</i>, a Female attendress at the Table, + neglecting other Gentlemen, which sat higher, and were of greater + Estates, applied herself wholly to him, accommodating him with + all necessaries, and preventing his asking any thing with her + officiousness. She being demanded by him, the reason of her so + careful waiting on him? <i>I understand</i> (said she) <i>you are + a very witty man, and if I should displease you in any thing, I + fear you would make an Epigram of me.</i> + </p> + <p> + Sir <i>John</i> frequenting often the Lady <i>Robert</i>'s House, + his Wives Mother, where they used to go to dinner extraordinary + late, a Child of his being there then, said <i>Grace</i>, which + was that of the <i>Primmer, Thou givest them Meat in due + season</i>; Hold, said Sir <i>John</i> to the Child, you ought + not to lie unto God, for here we never have our Meat in due + season. This Jest he afterwards turned into an Epigram, directing + it to his Wife, and concluding it thus: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Now if your Mother angry be for this, + </div> + <div> + Then you must reconcile us with a kiss. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + A Posthume Book of his came forth, as an addition to Bishop + <i>Godwin's Catalogue of Bishops</i>, wherein (saith Dr. + <i>Fuller</i>) besides mistakes, some tart reflections in + <i>Uxaratos Episcopos</i>, might well have been spared. In a word + (saith he) he was a Poet in all things, save in his wealth, + leaving a fair Estate to a learned and religious Son, and died + about the middle of the Reign of King <i>James</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_he" id="john_he"></a><i>JOHN HEYWOOD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This <i>John Heywood</i> was one of the first writers of + <i>English</i> Plays, contemporary with the Authors of <i>Gammar + Gurton's Needle</i>, and <i>Tom Tyler and his Wife</i>, as may + appear by the Titles of his Interludes; <i>viz.</i> The Play of + Love; Play of of the Weather; Play between <i>Johan</i> the + Husband, and <i>Tib</i> his Wife; Play between the Pardoner and + the Fryer, and the Curate and Neighbour <i>Prat</i>; Play of + Gentleness and Nobility, in two parts. Besides these he wrote two + Comedies, the <i>Pinner of Wakefield</i>, and <i>Philotas</i> + <i>Scotch</i>. There was of this Name, in King <i>Henry</i> the + Eighth's Reign, an Epigramatist, <i>who</i>, saith the Author of + the Art of <i>English</i> Poetry, <i>for the mirth and quickness + of his conceits, more than any good learning was in him, came to + be well benefited by the King.</i> + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_h" id="thomas_h"></a><i>THOMAS HEYWOOD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Heywood</i> was a greater Benefactor to the Stage than + his Namesake, <i>John Heywood</i>, aforesaid, he having (as you + may read in an Epistle to a Play of his, called, <i>The English + Travellers</i>) had an entire hand, or at least a main finger in + the writing of 220 of them. And no doubt but he took great pains + therein, for it is said, that he not only Acted himself almost + every day, but also wrote each day a Sheet; and that he might + lose no time, many of his Plays were composed in the Tavern, on + the back-side of Tavern Bills; which may be an occasion that so + many of them are lost, for of those 220. mentioned before, we + find but 25. of them Printed, <i>viz. The Brazen Age</i>; + <i>Challenge for Beauty</i>; <i>The</i> English + <i>Travellers</i>; <i>The first and second part of</i> Edward + <i>the Fourth</i>; <i>The first and second part of Queen</i> + Elizabeth's <i>Troubles</i>; <i>Fair Maid of the West, first and + second part</i>; <i>Fortune by Land and Sea</i>; <i>Fair Maid of + the Exchange</i>; <i>Maidenhead well lost</i>; <i>Royal King and + Loyal Subject</i>; <i>Woman kill'd with kindess</i>; <i>Wise + Woman of</i> Hogsdon, Comedies. <i>Four</i> London + <i>Prentices</i>; <i>The Golden Age</i>; <i>The Iron Age, first + and second part</i>; Robert <i>Earl of</i> Huntington's + <i>downfal</i> Robert <i>Earl of</i> Huntington's <i>death</i>; + <i>The Silver Age</i>; <i>Dutchess of</i> Suffolk, Histories; + <i>And Loves Mistress</i>, a Mask. And, as if the Name of + <i>Heywood</i> were destinated to the Stage, there was also one + <i>Jasper Heywood</i>, who wrote three Tragedies, namely, + <i>Hercules Furiens</i>, <i>Thyestes</i>, and <i>Troas</i>. Also, + in my time I knew one <i>Matthew Heywood</i>; who wrote a Comedy, + called <i>The Changling</i>, that should have been acted at + <i>Audley-end</i> House, but, by I know not what accident was + prevented. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="george_p" id="george_p"></a><i>GEORGE PEEL</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>George Peel</i>, a somewhat antiquated <i>English</i> Bard of + Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>'s date, some remnants of whose pretty + pastoral Poetry we have extant in a Collection, entituled, + <i>England's Helicon</i>. He also contributed to the Stage three + Plays, <i>Edward</i> the first, a History; <i>Alphonsus</i>, + Emperour of <i>Germany</i>, a Tragedy; and <i>David</i> and + <i>Bathsabe</i> a Tragi-Comedy; which no doubt in the time he + wrote passed with good applause. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_li" id="john_li"></a><i>JOHN LILLY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Lilly</i>, a famous Poet for the State in his time, as by + the Works which he left appears, being in great esteem in his + time, and acted then with great applause of the Vulgar, as such + things which they understood, and composed chiefly to make them + merry. Yet so much prized as they were Printed together in one + Volume, namely, <i>Endymion</i>, <i>Alexander and Campasoe</i>, + <i>Galatea</i>, <i>Midas</i>, <i>Mother Boniby</i>, <i>Maids + Metamorphosis</i>, <i>Sapho and Phao</i>, <i>Woman in the + Moon</i>, Comedies; and another Play called <i>A Warning for fair + Women</i>; all which declare the great pains he took, and the + esteem which he had in that Age. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_wa" id="william_wa"></a><i>WILLIAM WAGER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This <i>William Wager</i> is most famous for an Interlude which + he wrote, called <i>Tom Tyler and his Wife</i>, which passed with + such general applause that it was reprinted in the year 1661. and + has been Acted divers times by private persons; the chief + Argument whereof is, <i>Tyler</i> his marrying to a Shrew, which, + that you may the better understand, take it in the Author's own + words, speaking in the person of <i>Tom Tyler</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I am a poor <i>Tyler</i>, in simple array, + </div> + <div> + And get a poor living, but eight pence a day, + </div> + <div> + My Wife as I get it doth spend it away; + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And I cannot help it, she saith; wot ye why? + </div> + <div class="i2"> + For wedding and hanging comes by destiny. + </div> + <div> + I thought when I wed her, she had been a Sheep, + </div> + <div> + At board to be friendly, to sleep when I sleep: + </div> + <div> + She loves so unkindly, she makes me to weep. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + But I dare say nothing, god wot; wot ye why? + </div> + <div class="i2"> + For wedding and hanging comes by destiny. + </div> + <div> + Besides this unkindness whereof my grief grows, + </div> + <div> + I think few <i>Tylers</i> are matcht to such shrows, + </div> + <div> + Before she leaves brawling, she falls to deal blows. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Which early and late doth cause me to cry, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + That wedding and hanging is destiny. + </div> + <div> + The more that I please her, the worse she doth like me, + </div> + <div> + The more I forbear her, the more she doth strike me, + </div> + <div> + The more that I get her, the more she doth glike me. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Wo worth this ill fortune that maketh me cry, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + That wedding and hanging is <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: possibly a typo for 'destiny'">deny</ins>. + </div> + <div> + If I had been hanged when I had been married, + </div> + <div> + My torments had ended, though I had miscarried, + </div> + <div> + If I had been warned, then would I have tarried; + </div> + <div class="i2"> + But now all too lately I feel and cry, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + That wedding and hanging is destiny. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He wrote also two Comedies, <i>The Tryal of Chivalry</i>, and + <i>The longer thou livest, the more Fool thou art</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="nicholas_b" id="nicholas_b"></a><i>NICHOLAS BRETON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Nicholas Breton</i>, a writer of Pastoral Sonnets, Canzons, + and Madrigals, in which kind of writing he keeps company with + several other contemporary Emulators of <i>Spencer</i> and Sir + <i>Philip Sidney</i>, in a publish'd Collection of several Odes + of the chief Sonneters of that Age. He wrote also several other + Books, whereof two I have by me, <i>Wits Private Wealth</i>, and + another called <i>The Courtier and the Country-man</i>, in which + last, speaking of <i>Vertue</i>, he hath these Verses: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + There is a Secret few do know, + </div> + <div> + And doth in special places grow, + </div> + <div> + A rich mans praise, a poor mans wealth, + </div> + <div> + A weak mans strength, a sick mans health, + </div> + <div> + A Ladies beauty, a Lords bliss, + </div> + <div> + A matchless Jewel where it is; + </div> + <div> + And makes, where it is truly seen, + </div> + <div> + A gracious King, and glorious Queen. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="tho_k" id="tho_k"></a><i>THOMAS KID, THOMAS WATSON</i>, + &c. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Kid</i>, a writer that seems to have been of pretty + good esteem for versifying in former times, being quoted among + some of the more fam'd Poets, as <i>Spencer</i>, <i>Drayton</i>, + <i>Daniel</i>, <i>Lodge</i> &C. with whom he was either + contemporary, or not much later: There is particularly remembred + his Tragedy, <i>Cornelia</i>. + </p> + <p> + There also flourish'd about the same time <i>Thomas Watson</i>, a + contemporary immitater of Sir <i>Philip Sidney</i>, as also + <i>Tho. Hudson</i>, <i>Joh. Markham</i>, <i>Tho. Achelly</i>, + <i>Joh. Weever</i>, <i>Ch. Middleton</i>, <i>Geo. Turbervile</i>, + <i>Hen. Constable</i>, with some others, especially one <i>John + Lane</i>, whose Works though much better meriting than many that + are in print, yet notwithstanding had the ill fate to be + unpublish'd, but they are all still reserved in Manuscript, + namely, his <i>Poetical Vision</i>, his <i>Alarm to the Poets</i> + his <i>Twelve Months</i>, his <i>Guy of Warwick</i>, a Heroick + Poem; and lastly, his Supplement to <i>Chaucer's Squires + Tale</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_o" id="thomas_o"></a>Sir <i>THOMAS OVERBURY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>Thomas Overbury</i>, a Knight and Wit, was Son to Sir + <i>Nicholas Overbury</i> of <i>Burton</i> in + <i>Glocester-shire</i>, one of the Judges of the Marches; who, to + his natural propension of ingenuity, had the addition of good + Education, being bred up first in <i>Oxford</i>, afterwards, for + a while a Student of the Law in the <i>Middle Temple</i>; soon + after he cast Anchor at Court, the Haven of Hope for all aspiring + Spirits; afterwards travell'd into <i>France</i>, where having + been some time, he returned again, and was entertained into the + respects of Sir <i>Rob. Carre</i>, one who was newly initiated a + Favourite to King <i>James</i>; where, by his wise carriage, he + purchased to himself not only the good affection and respect of + Sir <i>Robert</i>, but also of divers other eminent persons. + </p> + <p> + During his abode with Sir <i>Robert Carre</i>, he composed that + excellent Poem of his, entituled, <i>A Wife</i>; which, for the + excellency thereof, the Author of the Epistle to the Reader, + prefixed before his Book, thus writes, <i>Had such a Poem been + extant among the ancient</i> Romans, <i>altho' they wanted our + easie conservation of Wit by Printing, they would have committed + it to Brass, lest injurious time might deprive it of due + eternity</i>. Nor was his Poem of <i>A Wife</i> not only done to + the life, but also those Characters which he wrote, to this day + not out-witted by any. + </p> + <p> + But to return from the Work to the Workman; Mr. <i>Overbury</i> + is by the King knighted, and Sir <i>Rob. Carre</i> made a + Viscount, and such a reciprocal Love pass'd betwixt them, that it + was questionable, whether the Viscount were more in favour with + King <i>James</i>, or Sir <i>Thomas Overbury</i> in the favour of + the Viscount? But what estate on earth is so firm, that is not + changeable, or what friendship is so constant, that is not + dissolvable? Who would imagine this Viscount should be + instrumental to his death, who had done him so faithful service, + and to whom he had embosom'd his most secret thoughts? Yet so it + was, for Sir <i>Thomas</i>, out of an unfeigned affection which + he bare to the Viscount, diswaded him from a motion of a Marriage + which was propounded betwixt him and the Lady <i>Francis + Howard</i>, who was lately divorced from the Earl of + <i>Essex</i>, as a Match neither for his credit here, nor comfort + hereafter. This Counsel, though it proceeded from an unfeigned + love in Sir <i>Thomas</i>, yet where Beauty commands, all + discretion being sequestred, created in the Viscount a hatred + towards him; and in the Countess the fury of a woman, a desire of + revenge, who perswaded the Viscount, <i>That it was not possible + that ever she should endure those injuries, or hope for any + prosperity so long as he lived; That she wondred how he could be + so familiar, so much affected to his man</i> Overbury; <i>that + without him he could do nothing, as it were making him his right + hand, seeing he being newly grown into the Kings favour, and + depending wholly upon his greatness, must expect to be clouded if + not ruined, when his servant that knew his secrets should come to + preferment.</i> The Viscount, apt enough of his own inclination + to revenge, being thus further exasperated by the Countess, they + joyntly resolve upon his death, and soon a fit opportunity came + to their hands. He being by King <i>James</i> (and as it is + thought by the Viscount's Counsel) nominated to be sent + Embassador to the Emperor of <i>Russia</i>, was by the said + Viscount, whom he especially trusted, persuaded to decline the + employment, as no better than an <i>honourable Grave</i>; Better + lie some days in the <i>Tower</i>, than more months in a worse + Prison; a Ship by Sea, and a barbarous cold Country by Land. + <i>You are now</i> (Said he) <i>in credit at home, and have made + tryal of the dangers of travel, why then should you hazard all + upon uncertainties, being already in possession of that you can + probably expect by these means</i>; promising him, that within a + small time he would so work with the King, that he should have a + good of opinion him. But he (saith Dr. <i>Fuller</i>) who + willingly goes into a Prison out of hope to come easily out of + it, may stay therein so long till he be too late convinced of his + error. + </p> + <p> + And now having him in the place where they would, their next + study to secure their revenge, was closely to make him away; + which they concluded to be by poyson. To this end, they consult + with one Mrs. <i>Turner</i> (the first inventer of that horrid + Garb of yellow Ruffs and Cuffs, and in which Garb she was after + hanged) she having acquaintance with one <i>James Franklin</i>, a + man skilled for that purpose, agreed with him to provide that + which should not kill presently, but cause one to languish away + by degrees, a little and a little. Sir <i>Gervas Yelvis</i>, + Lieutenant of the Tower, being drawn into the Conspiracy, admits + one <i>Weston</i>, Mrs. <i>Turners</i> man, who under pretence of + waiting upon Sir <i>Thomas</i>, was to act the horrid Tragedy. + The Plot thus continued, <i>Franklin</i> buyes certain Poysons, + <i>viz. Sosater</i>, <i>white Arsenic</i>, <i>Mercury + sublimate</i>, <i>Cantharides</i>, red <i>Mercury</i>, with three + or four other deadly Ingredients, which he delivered to + <i>Weston</i>, with instructions how to use them. <i>Weston</i>, + (an apt Scholar in the Devil's School) tempers them in his Broth + and Meat, increasing or diminishing their strength according as + he saw him affected. Besides these, poyson'd Tarts & Jellies + are sent him by the Viscount. Nay, they poysoned his very Salt, + Sauce, Meat and Drink; but being of a very strong Constitution, + he held out still: At last they effected their work by a poysoned + Clyster which they administed unto him, so that the next day he + died thereof; and because there were some Blisters and ugly + Botches on his Body, the Conspirators gave it out he died of the + <i>French Pox</i>. + </p> + <p> + Thus by the Malice of a Woman this worthy Knight was murdered, + who yet still lives in that witty Poem of his, entituled, <i>a + Wife</i>; as is well expressed by these Verses under his Picture. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + A man's best Fortune, or his worst's a Wife: + </div> + <div> + Yet I that knew no Marriage, Peace, nor Strife, + </div> + <div> + Live by a good one, by a bad one lost my Life. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But God, who seldom suffers Murder to go unrevenged, revealed the + same; for notwithstanding what the Conspirators had given out, + Suspitions grew high that Sir <i>Thomas</i> was poysoned: + Whereupon <i>We port</i> is examined by the Lord <i>Cook</i>, who + at first flatly denied the same; but being perswaded by the + Bishop of <i>London</i>, he tells all: How Mrs. <i>Turner</i> and + the Countess came acquainted; what relation she had to Witches, + Sorcerers and Conjurers; and discovers all those who had any hand + in it: whereupon they were all apprehended; some sent to the + <i>Tower</i>, others to <i>Newgate</i>. Having thus confessed, + being convicted according to course of Law, he was hanged at + <i>Tyburn</i>; after him Mrs. <i>Turner</i>, after her + <i>Franklin</i>, then Sir <i>Gervas Yelvis</i>, upon their + several Arraignments, were found guilty, and executed. Some of + them died very penitent: The Earl and his Countess were both + condemned, but through the King's gracious Pardon had their Lives + saved, but were never admitted to the Favour of the Court. + </p> + <p> + We shall conclude all with this his Epitaph written by himself. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The span of my days measur'd, here I rest, + </div> + <div> + That is, my Body; but my Soul, his Guest, + </div> + <div> + Is hence ascended, whither, neither Time, + </div> + <div> + Nor Faith, nor Hope, but only Love can clime; + </div> + <div> + Where being now enlightned, she doth know + </div> + <div> + The Truth of all men argue of below: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Only this Dust doth here in pawn remain, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + That, when the world dissolves, she come again. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="michael_d" id="michael_d"></a>Mr. <i>MICHAEL + DRAYTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>Drayton</i>, one who had drunk as deep a Draught at + <i>Helicon</i> as any in his time, was born at <i>Athelston</i> + in <i>Warwickshire</i>, as appeareth in his Poetical Address + thereunto, <i>Poly-Olbion</i>, Song 13. p. 213. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + My native Country then, which so brave Spirits hast bred, + </div> + <div> + If there be virtue yet remaining in thy earth, + </div> + <div> + Or any good of thine thou breath'st into my Birth, + </div> + <div> + Accept it as thine own whilst now I sing of thee, + </div> + <div> + Of all thy latter Brood th'unworthiest tho' I be. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was in his time for fame and renown in Poetry, not much + inferior, if not equal to Mr. <i>Spencer</i>, or Sir <i>Philip + Sidney</i> himself. Take a taste of the sprightfulness of his + Muse, out of his <i>Poly-Olbion</i>, speaking of his native + County <i>Warwickshire</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Upon the Mid-lands now th'industrious Muse doth fall, + </div> + <div> + That Shire which we the Heart of <i>England</i> well may + call, + </div> + <div> + As she herself extends (the midst which is <i>Deweed</i>) + </div> + <div> + betwixt St. <i>Michael's Mount</i> and + <i>Barwick</i>-bordering <i>Tweed</i>, + </div> + <div> + Brave <i>Warwick</i> that abroad so long advanc'd her + <i>Bear</i>, + </div> + <div> + By her illustrious Earls renowned every where, + </div> + <div> + Above her neighbouring Shires which always bore her Head. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Also in the Beginning of his <i>Poly-Olbion</i> he thus writes; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Of <i>Albions</i> glorious Isle the wonders whilst I write, + </div> + <div> + The sundry varying Soyls, the Pleasures infinite, + </div> + <div> + Where heat kills not the cold, nor cold expells the heat, + </div> + <div> + The calms too mildly small, nor winds too roughly great. + </div> + <div> + Nor night doth hinder day, nor day the night doth wrong; + </div> + <div> + The summer not too short, the winter not too long: + </div> + <div> + What help shall I invoke to aid my Muse the while? + <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + However, in the esteem of the more curious of these times, his + Works seem to be antiquated, especially this of his + <i>Poly-Olbion</i> because of the old-fashion'd kind of Verse + thereof, which seems somewhat to diminish that respect which was + formerly paid to the Subject, although indeed both pleasant and + elaborate, wherein he took a great deal both of study and pains; + and thereupon thought worthy to be commented upon by that once + walking Library of our Nation, Mr. <i>John Selden</i>: His + <i>Barons Wars</i> are done to the Life, equal to any of that + Subject. His <i>Englands Heroical Epistles</i> generally liked + and received, entituling him unto the appellation of the + <i>English Ovid</i>. His Legends of <i>Robert</i> Duke of + <i>Normandy</i>. <i>Matilda</i>, <i>Pierce Gaveston</i>, and + <i>Thomas Cromwel</i>, all of them done to the Life. His + <i>Idea</i> expresses much Fancy and Poetry. And to such as love + that Poetry, that of <i>Nymphs</i> and <i>Shepherds</i>, his + <i>Nymphals</i>, and other things of that nature, cannot be + unpleasant. + </p> + <p> + To conclude, He was a Poet of a pious temper, his Conscience + having always the command of his Fancy; very temperate in his + Life, flow of speech, and inoffensive in company. He changed his + Lawrel for a Crown of Glory, <i>Anno</i> 1631. and was buried in + <i>Westminster-Abbey</i>, near the South-door, by those two + eminent Poets, <i>Geoffry Chaucer</i> and <i>Edmond Spencer</i>, + with this Epitaph made (as it is said) by Mr. <i>Benjamin + Johnson</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Do, pious Marble, let thy Readers know</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>What they, and what their Children ow</i> + </div> + <div class="i3"> + <i>To Drayton's Name, whose sacred Dust</i> + </div> + <div class="i4"> + <i>We recommend unto thy Trust</i> + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Protect his Memory, and preserve his Story,</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Remain a lasting Monument of his Glory:</i> + </div> + <div class="i3"> + <i>And when thy Ruines shall disclaim</i> + </div> + <div class="i4"> + <i>To be the Treasurer of his Name,</i> + </div> + <div class="i3"> + <i>His Name that cannot fade shall be</i> + </div> + <div class="i4"> + <i>An everlasting Monument to thee</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="joshua_s" id="joshua_s"></a><i>JOSHUA SYLVESTER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Joshua Sylvester</i>, a very eminent Translator of his time, + especially of the Divine <i>Du Bartus</i>, whose six days work of + Creation, gain'd him an immortal Fame, having had many great + Admirers even to these days, being usher'd into the world by the + chiefest Wits of that Age; amongst others, the most accomplisht + Mr. <i>Benjamin Johnson</i> thus wrote of him. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + If to admire, were to commend my Praise + </div> + <div> + might then both thee, thy work and merit raise; + </div> + <div> + But, as it is (the Child of Ignorance + </div> + <div> + And utter stranger to all Ayr of <i>France</i>) + </div> + <div> + How can I speak of thy great pains, but err; + </div> + <div> + Since they can only judge that can confer? + </div> + <div> + Behold! the reverend shade of <i>Bartus</i> stands + </div> + <div> + Before my thought and (in thy right) commands + </div> + <div> + That to the world I publish, for him, this: + </div> + <div> + <i>Bartus doth with thy</i> English <i>now were his</i>, + </div> + <div> + So well in that are his Inventions wrought, + </div> + <div> + As his will now be the <i>Translation</i> thought, + </div> + <div> + Thine the Original; and <i>France</i> shall boast + </div> + <div> + No more those Maiden-Glories she hath lost. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He hath also translated several other Works of <i>Du Bartus</i>; + namely, <i>Eden</i>, the <i>Deceipt</i>, the <i>Furies</i>, the + <i>Handicrafts</i>, the <i>Ark</i>, <i>Babylon</i>, the + <i>Colonies</i>, the <i>Columns</i>, the <i>Fathers</i>, + <i>Jonas</i>, <i>Urania</i>, <i>Triumph of Faith</i>, <i>Miracle + of Peace</i>, the <i>Vocation</i>, the <i>Fathers</i>, the + <i>Daw</i>, the <i>Captains</i>, the <i>Trophies</i>, the + <i>Magnificence</i>, &c. Also a Paradox of <i>Odes de la + Nove</i>, Baron of <i>Teligni</i>, with the Quadrains of + <i>Pibeac</i>; all which Translations were generally well + received: but for his own Works which were bound up with them, + they received not so general an approbation; as you may perceive + by these Verses; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + We know thou dost well + </div> + <div class="i2"> + As a Translator, + </div> + <div> + But where things require + </div> + <div class="i2"> + A Genius and a Fire, + </div> + <div> + Not kindled before by others pains, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + As often thou hast wanted Brains. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="samuel_d" id="samuel_d"></a>Mr. <i>SAMUEL DANIEL</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>Daniel</i> was born nigh to the Town of <i>Taunton</i> in + <i>Somersetshire</i>; his Father was a Master of Musick, and his + harmonious Mind (saith Dr. <i>Fuller</i>) made an impression in + his Son's Genius, who proved to be one of the Darlings of the + Muses, a most excellent Poet, whose Wings of Fancy displayed the + Flags of highest Invention: Carrying in his <i>Christian</i> and + <i>Sirname</i> the Names of two holy Prophets; which, as they + were Monitors to him, for avoyding Scurrility, so he qualified + his Raptures to such a strain, as therein he abhorred all + Debauchery and Prophaneness. + </p> + <p> + Nor was he only one of the inspired Train of <i>Phoebus</i>, but + also a most judicious Historian, witness his Lives of our + <i>English</i> Kings since the Conquest, until King <i>Edward</i> + the Third, wherein he hath the happiness to reconcile brevity + with clearness, qualities of great distance in other Authors; and + had he continued to these times, no doubt it had been a Work + incomparable: Of which his Undertaking, Dr. <i>Heylin</i> in the + Preface to his <i>Cosmography</i>, gives this Character, speaking + of the chiefest Historians of this Nation; <i>And to end the + Bed-roll</i> (says he) <i>half the Story of this Realm done by + Mr.</i> Daniel, <i>of which I believe that which himself saith of + it in his Epistle to the Reader, that there was never brought + together more of the Main</i>. Which Work is since commendably + continued (but not with equal quickness and judgment,) by Mr. + <i>Truffel</i>. + </p> + <p> + As for his Poems so universally received, the first in esteem is, + that Heroical one of the Civil Wars between the two Houses of + <i>York</i> and <i>Lancaster</i>; of which the elaborate Mr. + <i>Speed</i>, in his Reign of <i>Richard</i> the Second, thus + writes: <i>The Seeds</i> (saith he) <i>of those fearful + Calamities, a flourishing Writer of our Age</i> (speaking of Mr. + <i>Daniel</i>) <i>willing nearly to have imitated</i> Lucan, + <i>as he is indeed called our</i> English Lucan, <i>doth not + unfortunately express, tho' he might rather have said he wept + them, than sung them; but indeed so to sing them, is to weep + them.</i> + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I sing the Civil Wars, tumultuous Broils + </div> + <div> + And bloody Factions of a mighty Land, + </div> + <div> + Whose people haughty, proud with foreign spoyls; + </div> + <div> + Upon their selves turn back their conquering hand + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + While Kin their Kin, Brother the Brother foils, + </div> + <div> + Like Ensigns, all against like Ensigns stand: + </div> + <div> + Bows against Bows, a Crown against a Crown, + </div> + <div> + While all pretending right, all right throw down + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Take one Taste more of his Poetry, in his sixth Book of that + Heroical Poem, speaking of the Miseries of Civil War. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + So wretched is this execrable War, + </div> + <div> + This civil Sword, wherein though all we see + </div> + <div> + be foul, and all things miserable are, + </div> + <div> + Yet most of all is even the Victory; + </div> + <div> + Which is, not only the extream Ruiner + </div> + <div> + of others, but her own Calamity; + </div> + <div> + Where who obtains, cannot what he would do: + </div> + <div> + Their power hath part that holp him thereunto. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Next, take notice of his <i>Musophilus</i>, or general Defence of + Learning, Dedicated to Sir <i>Fulk Greuil</i>; his Letter of + <i>Octovia</i> to <i>Marcus Antonius</i>, his Complaint of + <i>Rosamond</i> his <i>Panegyrick</i>, <i>Delia</i>, + <i>&c.</i> Besides his <i>Dramatick</i> Pieces; as his + Tragedy of <i>Philotus</i> and <i>Cleopatra</i>; <i>Hymenis + Triumph</i>, and the <i>Queens Arcadia</i>, a Pastoral; being all + of them of such worth, that they were well accepted by the + choicest Judgments of those Times, and do yet remain in good + esteem, as by their often Impressions may appear. + </p> + <p> + This our Poet's deserts preferr'd him to be a Servant in ordinary + to Queen <i>Anne</i>, the most illustrious wife of King + <i>James</i> I. who allowed him a fair Salary, such as enabled + him to keep a handsom Gardenhouse in <i>Old-street</i> nigh + <i>London</i>, where he would commonly lie obscure sometimes two + Months together, the better to enjoy that great Felicity he aimed + at, by enjoying the company of the <i>Muses</i>, and then would + appear in publick, to recreate himself, and converse with his + Friends; of whom the most endeared were the Learned Doctor + <i>Cowel</i>, and Judicious Mr. <i>Cambden</i>. + </p> + <p> + And now being weary of the Troubles of the City and Court, he + retired into the Country, and turn'd Husbandman, Renting a Farm + or Grange in <i>Wiltshire</i> nigh the <i>Devizes</i>, not so + much, as it is thought, for the hope of gains, as to enjoy the + retiredness of a Country Life: How he thrived upon it, I cannot + inform my self, much less my Readers, although no question + pleasing himself therein, he attained to that Riches he sought + for, <i>viz.</i> Quiet and Contentedness; which whoso enjoys, + reapeth benefit of his labours. He left no Issue behind him but + those of his Brain, though living a good space of time with + <i>Justina</i> his wife: For his Estate, he had neither a + <i>Bank</i> of Wealth, nor <i>Lank</i> of Want; but living in a + competent contented condition, and died (as it is conjectured) + about the latter end of King <i>James</i> I. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="george_c" id="george_c"></a><i>GEORGE CHAPMAN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>George Chapman</i> was one in his time much famed for the + Fluency of his Muse; gaining a great repute for his Translation + of <i>Homer</i> and <i>Hesiod</i>, which in those times passed as + Works done without compare; and indeed considering he was one of + the first who brake the Ice in the Translation of such learned + Authors, reading the highest conception of their Raptures into a + neat polite <i>English</i>, as gave the true meaning of what they + intended, and rendred it a style acceptable to the Reader; + considering, I say, what Age he lived in, it was very well worthy + praise; though since the Translation of <i>Homer</i> is very far + out-done by Mr. <i>Ogilby</i>. He also continued that excellent + Poem of <i>Hero</i> and <i>Leander</i>, begun by <i>Christopher + Marlow</i>, and added very much to the Stage in those times by + his Dramatick Writings; as his <i>Blind Beggar</i> of + <i>Alexandria</i>, <i>All Fools</i>, the <i>Gentleman Usher</i>, + <i>Humorous Days Mirth</i>, <i>May-Day</i>, <i>Mounsieur + D'Olive</i>, <i>Eastward ho</i>, <i>Two wise men, and all the + rest Fools</i>, <i>Widows Tears</i>, Comedies; <i>Bussy D' + Amboys</i>, <i>Byron's Tragedy</i>, <i>Bussy D'Amboys + Revenge</i>, <i>Cæsar</i> and <i>Pompey</i>, <i>Revenge for + Honour</i>, Tragedies; the <i>Temple</i>, <i>Masque of the Middle + Temple</i> and <i>Lincolns-Inn</i> Masques; and <i>Byron's + Conspiracy</i>, a History; in all seventeen. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_ba" id="robert_ba"></a><i>ROBERT BARON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Of this <i>Robert Baron</i>, we can recover nothing, save only + those Dramatick Pieces which he wrote to the Stage, and which no + doubt passed with good applause in those times. Of these are + remembred his <i>Don Quixot</i>, or <i>the Knight of the + Ill-favoured Countenance</i>, a Comedy; <i>Gripus</i> and + <i>Hegia</i>, a Pastoral; <i>Deorum Dona</i>, <i>Dick + Scorner</i>, <i>Destruction of Jerusalem</i>, <i>the Marriage of + Wit and Science</i>, Masques and Interludes; and <i>Myrza</i>, a + Tragedy. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="lodowic_c" id="lodowic_c"></a><i><ins class="correction" + title= + "Transcriber's note: spelling in list of poets 'Lodowic'">LODOVIC</ins> + CARLISLE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + To Mr. <i>Robert Baron</i> we may add <i>Lodovic Carlisle</i>, as + much about the same time, and of like equal esteem; having + written some not yet totally forgotten Plays, <i>viz.</i> + <i>Arviragus</i> and <i>Felicia</i>, in two <ins class= + "correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'pats'">parts</ins>; <i>the + deserving Favorite</i>, <i>the Fool would be a Favorite</i>, or + <i>the deserving Lover</i>, Tragi-Comedies; <i>Marius</i> and + <i>Scylla</i>, and <i>Osmond the Great Turk</i>, or <i>the Noble + Servant</i>, Tragedies; all which shew him (though not a Master) + yet a great Retainer to the Muses. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_f" id="john_f"></a><i>JOHN FORD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + To these we may add <i>John Ford</i>, a Dramatick Writer likewise + of those times; very beneficial to the <i>Red-Bull</i> and + <i>Fortune</i>-Play-houses; as may appear by these Plays which he + wrote, <i>viz.</i> <i>The Fancies</i>, <i>Ladies Tryal</i>, + Comedies; <i>the broken Heart</i>; <i>Lovers Melancholy</i>, + <i>Loves Sacrifice</i>, <i>'tis pity she's a Whore</i>, + Tragedies; <i>Perkin Warbeck</i>, a History; and an Associate + with <i>Rowley</i> and <i>Deckar</i> in a Tragi-Comedy called + <i>The Witch</i> of <i>Edmonton</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="anthony_b" id="anthony_b"></a><i>ANTHONY BREWER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Anthony Brewer</i> was also one who in his time contributed + very much towards the <i>English</i> Stage by his Dramatick + Writings; especially in that noted one of his, entituled, + <i>Lingua</i>; which (as it is reported) being once acted in + <i>Cambridge</i>, the late Usurper <i>Cromwel</i> had therein the + Part of <i>Tactus</i>, the Substance of the Play being a + Contention among the Senses for a Crown, which <i>Lingua</i>, who + would have made up a sixth Sense, had laid for them to find; + having this Inscription; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Which of the five that doth deserve it best,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Shall have his Temples with this Coronet blest.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This Mock-contention for a Crown, is said to swell his Ambition + so high, that afterwards he contended for it in earnest, heading + such a notable Rebellion, as had almost ruined three flourishing + Kingdoms. + </p> + <p> + But to return to Mr. <i>Brewer</i>; Besides this <i>Lingua</i>, + he wrote <i>Loves Loadstone</i>, and <i>the Countrey-Girl</i>, + Comedies; <i>the Love-sick King</i>, and <i>Landagartha</i>, + Tragi-Comedies, and <i>Loves Dominion</i>, a Pastoral. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="henry_g" id="henry_g"></a><i>HENRY GLAPTHORN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Henry Glapthorn</i> was one well deserving of the + <i>English</i>, being one of the chiefest Dramatick Writers of + this Age; deservingly commendable not so much for the quantity as + the quality of his Plays; being his <i>Hollander</i>, <i>Ladies + Priviledge</i>, and <i>Wit in a Constable</i>, Comedies; his + <i>Argalus</i> and <i>Parthenia</i>, a Pastoral; and <i>Alberus + Wailestein</i>, a Tragedy; in which Tragedy these Lines are much + commended. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>This Law the Heavens inviolably keep,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Their Justice well may slumber, but ne'er sleep,</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_d" id="john_d"></a><i>JOHN DAVIS</i> of + <i>Hereford</i>. + </h2> + <p> + In the writing of this Mans Life, we shall make use of Dr. + <i>Fuller</i> in his <i>England</i>'s <i>Worthies</i>, who saith, + that he was the greatest Master of the Pen that <i>England</i> in + his Age beheld; for, + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + 1. <i>Fast writing</i>; so incredible his expedition. + </p> + <p> + 2. <i>Fair writing</i>; some minutes consultation being + required to decide whether his Lines were written or printed. + </p> + <p> + 3. <i>Close writing</i>; a Mystery which to do well, few attain + unto. + </p> + <p> + 4. <i>Various writing</i>; <i>Secretary, Roman, Court</i> and + <i>Text</i>. + </p> + </blockquote> + <p> + The Poetical Fiction of <i>Briareus</i> the Giant, who had an + hundred hands, found a Moral in him, who could so cunningly and + copiously disguise his aforesaid elemental hands, that by mixing, + he could make them appear an hundred; and if not so many sorts, + so many degrees of writing. He had also many pretty excursions + into Poetry, and could flourish Matters as well as Letters, with + his Fancy as well as with his Pen. Take a taste of his Abilities + in those Verses of his before <i>Coriat's Crudities</i>, being + called the <i>Odcombian Banquet</i>, wherein the whole Club of + Wits in that Age joyned together, to write Mock-commendatory + Verses in <i>Praise-dispraise</i> of his Book. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>If Art that oft the Learn'd hath stammer'd,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>In one Iron Head-piece (yet no Hammer-Lead)</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>May (joyn'd with Nature) hit Fame on the Cocks-comb,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Then 'tis that Head-piece that is crown'd with</i> Odcomb + </div> + <div> + <i>For he, hard</i> Head (<i>and</i> hard, <i>sith like a</i> + Whet-stone) + </div> + <div> + <i>It gives</i> Wits <i>edge, and draws them too like</i> + Jet-stone) + </div> + <div> + <i>Is</i> Caput Mundi <i>for a world of School-tricks,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And is not ignorant in the learned'st—tricks</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>H'hath seen much more than much, I assure ye,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>And will see</i> New-Troy, Bethlem, <i>and</i> Old-Jury + </div> + <div> + <i>Meanwhile (to give a taste of his first travel,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>With streams of Rhetorick that get golden Gravel)</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>He tells how he to</i> Venice <i>once did wander;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>From whence he came more witty than a Gander:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Whereby he makes relations of such wonders,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>That</i> Truth <i>therein doth lighten, while</i> Art + <i>thunders,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>All Tongues fled to him that at</i> Babel <i>swerved,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Left they for want of warm months might have starved,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Where they do revel in such passing measure,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>(Especially the</i> Greek, <i>wherein's his pleasure.)</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>That (jovially) so</i> Greek <i>he takes the guard of,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>That he's the merriest</i> Greek <i>that ere was heard + of;</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>For he as 'twere his Mothers twittle twattle,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>(That's Mother-tongue) the</i> Greek <i>can prittle + prattle.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Nay, of that Tongue he so hath got the Body,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>That he sports with it at</i> Ruffe, Gleek <i>or</i> + Noddy, <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He died at <i>London</i> in the midst of the Reign of King + <i>James</i> I. and lieth buried in St. <i>Giles</i> in the + Fields. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_do" id="john_do"></a>Doctor <i>JOHN DONNE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This pleasant Poet, painful Preacher, and pious Person, was born + in <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Dondon'"><i>London</i></ins>, + of wealthy Parents, who took such care of his Education, that at + nine years of Age he was sent to study at <i>Hart-Hall</i> in + <i>Oxford</i>, having besides the <i>Latine</i> and <i>Greek</i>, + attained to a knowledge in the <i>French</i> Tongue. Here he fell + into acquaintance with that great Master of Language and Art, Sir + <i>Henry Wootton</i>; betwixt whom was such Friendship + contracted, that nothing but Death could force the separation. + </p> + <p> + From <i>Oxford</i> he was transplanted to <i>Cambridge</i>, where + he much improved his Study, and from thence placed at <i>Lincolns + Inn</i>, when his Father dying, and leaving him three thousand + pound in ready Money; he having a youthful desire to travel, went + over with the Earl of <i>Essex</i> to <i>Cales</i>; where having + seen the issue of this Expedition, he left them and went into + <i>Italy</i>, and from thence into <i>Spain</i>, where by his + industry he attained to a perfection in their Languages, and + returned home with many useful Observations of those Countries, + and their Laws and Government. + </p> + <p> + These his Abilities, upon his Return, preferred him to be + Secretary to the Lord <i>Elsmore</i>, Keeper of the Great Seal; + in whose Service he fell in Love with a young Gentlewoman who + lived in that Family, Neece to the Lady <i>Elsmore</i>, and + Daughter to Sir <i>George Moor</i>, Chancellor of the Garter, and + Lieutenant of the Tower, who greatly opposed this Match; yet + notwithstanding they were privately married: which so exasperated + Sir <i>George Moor</i>, that he procured the Lord <i>Elsmore</i> + to discharge him of his Secretariship, and never left prosecuting + him till he had cast him into Prison, as also his two Friends who + had married him, and gave him his Wife in Marriage. + </p> + <p> + But Mr.<i>Donne</i> had not been long there before he found means + to get out, as also enlargement for his two Friends, and soon + after through the mediation of some able persons, a + reconciliation was made, and he receiving a Portion with his + Wife, and having help of divers friends, they lived very + comfortably together; And now was he frequently visited by men of + greatest learning and judgment in this Kingdom; his company + desired by the Nobility, and extreamly affected by the Gentry: + His friendship was sought for of most foreign Embassadors, and + his acquaintance entreated by many other strangers, whose + learning or employment occasioned their stay in this + <i>Kingdom</i>. In which state of life he composed his <i>more + brisk</i> and <i>youthful Poems</i>; in which he was so happy, as + if Nature with all her varieties had been made to exercise his + <i>great Wit</i> and <i>Fancy</i>; Nor did he leave it off in his + <i>old age</i>, as is witnessed by many of his <i>divine + Sonnets</i>, and other <i>high, holy</i> and <i>harmonious + Composures</i>, under his <i>Effigies</i> in these following + Verses to his Printed Poems, one most ingeniously expresses. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>This was for youth, strength, mirth, and wit, the time</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Most count their golden age, but <ins class="correction" + title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'times'">'twas</ins> not + thine:</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Thine was thy later years, so much refinŽd,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>From youths dross, mirth, and wit, as thy pure mind,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Thought, like the Angels, nothing but the praise</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Of thy Creator in those last best days.</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Witness this Book, thy Emblem, which begins</i> + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>With love, but ends with sighs and tears for sins</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + At last, by King <i>James's</i> his command, or rather earnest + persuasion, setting himself to the study of <i>Theology</i>, and + into <i>holy Orders</i>, he was first made a Preacher of + <i>Lincoln's-Inn</i>, afterwards advanc'd to be Dean of + <i>Pauls</i>, and as of an eminent Poet he became a much more + eminent Preacher, so he rather improved then relinquisht his + Poetical fancy, only con converting it from <i>humane and + worldly</i> to <i>divine and heavenly Subjects</i>; witness this + Hymn made in the time of his sickness. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <i>A Hymn to God the Father</i>. + <div> + Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Which was my sin, tho' it were done before? + </div> + <div> + Wilt thou forgive that sin through which I run, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And do run still, tho' still I do deplore? + </div> + <div class="i4"> + When thou hast done, thou hast not done, + </div> + <div class="i6"> + For I have more. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Others to sin, and made my sin their door? + </div> + <div> + Wilt thou forgive that sin, which I did shun + </div> + <div class="i2"> + A year or two, but wallowed in a score? + </div> + <div class="i4"> + When thou hast done, thou hast not done, + </div> + <div class="i6"> + For I have more. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun + </div> + <div class="i2"> + My last thrid, I shall perish on the shore; + </div> + <div> + But swear by thy self, that at my death thy son + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore; + </div> + <div class="i4"> + And having done that, thou hast done, + </div> + <div class="i6"> + I ask no more. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He died <i>March</i> 31. <i>Anno</i> 1631. and was buried in St. + <i>Paul's</i>-Church, attended by many persons of Nobility and + Eminency. After his burial, some mournful friends repaired, and + as <i>Alexander</i> the great did to the Grave of the most famous + <i>Achilles</i>, so they strewed his with curious and costly + flowers. Nor was this (tho' not usual) all the honour done to his + reverend ashes; for some person (unknown) to perpetuate his + memory, sent to his Executors, Dr. <i>King</i>, and Dr. + <i>Momford</i>, an 100 <i>Marks</i> towards the making of a + <i>Monument</i> for him; which they faithfully performed, it + being as lively a representation as in dead Marble could be made + of him, tho' since by that merciless Fire in 1666. it be quite + ruined. + </p> + <p> + I shall conclude all with these Verses, made to the Memory of + this reverend person. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + He that would write an Epitaph for thee, + </div> + <div> + And do it well, must first begin to be + </div> + <div> + Such as thou wert; for none can truly know + </div> + <div> + Thy worth, thy life, but he that lived so. + </div> + <div> + He must have wit to spare, and to hurl down, + </div> + <div> + Enough to keep the Gallants of the Town. + </div> + <div> + He must have learning plenty, both the Laws + </div> + <div> + Civil and Common, to judge any Cause; + </div> + <div> + Divinity great store above the rest, + </div> + <div> + None of the worst Edition, but the best: + </div> + <div> + He must have Language, Travel, all the Arts; + </div> + <div> + Judgment to use, or else he wants thy parts: + </div> + <div> + He must have friends the highest, able to do, + </div> + <div> + Such as <i>Mæcenas</i> and <i>Augustus</i> too; + </div> + <div> + He must have such a sickness, such a death, + </div> + <div> + Or else his vain descriptions come beneath: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + He must unto all good men be a friend, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And (like to thee) must make a pious end. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="richard_c" id="richard_c"></a>Dr. <i>RICHARD CORBET</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This reverend Doctor was born at <i>Ewel</i> in <i>Surrey</i>; a + witty Poet in his youth, witness his <i>Iter Boreale</i>, and + other <i>facetious Poems</i>, which were the effects of his + juvenal fancy; He was also one of those celebrated Wits, which + with Mr. <i>Benjamin Johnson</i>, Mr. <i>Whitaker</i>, Sir + <i>Joh. Harrington</i>, Dr. <i>Donne</i>, Mr. <i>Drayton</i>, Mr. + <i>Davis</i>, whom I mentioned before, and several others, wrote + those mock commendatory Verses on <i>Coriats Crudities</i>; + which, because the Book is scarce, and very few have seen it, I + shall give you them as they are recited in the Book. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I do not wonder, <i>Coriat</i>, that thou hast + </div> + <div> + Over the <i>Alps</i>, through <i>France</i>, and + <i>Savoy</i>, past, + </div> + <div> + Parcht on thy skin, and founder'd in thy feet, + </div> + <div> + Faint, thirsty, lousie, and didst live to see't. + </div> + <div> + Tho' these are <i>Roman</i> sufferings, and do show + </div> + <div> + What Creatures back thou hadst, could carry so; + </div> + <div> + All I admire is thy return, and how + </div> + <div> + Thy slender pasterns could thee bear, when now + </div> + <div> + Thy observations with thy brain ingendred, + </div> + <div> + Have stufft thy massy and volumnious head + </div> + <div> + With Mountains, Abbeys, Churches, Synagogues, + </div> + <div> + Preputial Offals, and <i>Dutch</i> Dialogues: + </div> + <div> + A burthen far more grievous than the weight + </div> + <div> + Of Wine or Sleep, more vexing then the freight + </div> + <div> + Of Fruit and Oysters, which lade many a pate, + </div> + <div> + And send folks crying home from <i>Billings-gate</i>. + </div> + <div> + No more shall man with Mortar on his head + </div> + <div> + Set forward towards <i>Rome</i>: no, Thou art bred + </div> + <div> + A terror to all Footmen, and to Porters, + </div> + <div> + And all Lay-men that will turn <i>Jews</i> Exhorters, + </div> + <div> + To fly their conquer'd trade: Proud <i>England</i> then + </div> + <div> + Embrace this luggage, which the man of men + </div> + <div> + Hath landed here, and change thy Welladay + </div> + <div> + Into some home-spun welcome Roundelay. + </div> + <div> + Send of this stuff thy Territories thorough, + </div> + <div> + To <i>Ireland</i>, <i>Wales</i>, and <i>Scottish + Edenborough</i>; + </div> + <div> + There let this Book be read and understood, + </div> + <div> + Where is no theme, nor writer half so good. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He from a Student in, became Dean of <i>Christchurch</i>, then + Bishop of <i>Oxford</i>, being of a courteous carriage, and no + destructive nature to any who offended him, counting himself + plentifully repaired with a Jest upon him. He afterwards was + advanced Bishop of <i>Norwich</i>, where he died <i>Anno</i> + 1635. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="benjamin_j" id="benjamin_j"></a>Mr. <i>BENJAMIN + JOHNSON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This <i>renowned Poet</i>, whose Fame surmounts all the Elogies + which the most learned Pen can bestow upon him, was born in the + City of <i>Westminster</i>, his Mother living there in + <i>Harts-horn-lane</i>, near <i>Charing-cross</i>, where she + married a <i>Bricklayer</i> for her second Husband. He was first + bred in a private School in St. <i>Martin's</i>-Church, then in + <i>Westminster</i>-School, under the learned Mr. <i>Cambden</i>, + as he himself intimates in one of his Epigrams. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Cambden</i>, most reverend head, to whom I owe + </div> + <div> + All that I am in Arts, all that I know. + </div> + <div> + How nothings that, to whom my Country owes, + </div> + <div> + The great <i>renown</i> and <i>name</i> wherewith she goes. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Under this <i>learned Schoolmaster</i> he attained to a good + degree of learning, and was statutably admitted in St. + <i>John's</i>-Colledge in <i>Cambridge</i>, (as many years after + incorporated a honorary Member of <i>Christ-Church</i> in + <i>Oxford</i>) here he staid but some small time, for want of + maintainance; for if there be no Oyl in the Lamp, it will soon be + extinguish'd: And now, as if he had quite laid aside all thoughts + of the University, he betook himself to the Trade of his + Father-in-law; And let not any be offended herewith, since it is + more commendable to work in a lawful Calling, then having one not + to use it. He was one who helped in the building of the new + Structure of <i>Lincolns-Inn</i>, where, having a Trowel in his + hand, he had a Book in his pocket, that as his work went forward, + so his study went not backward. + </p> + <p> + But such <i>rare Parts</i> as he had could be no more hid, than + the Sun in a serene day, some Gentlemen pitying such rare + Endowments should be buried under the rubbish of so mean a + Calling, did by their bounty manumise him freely to follow his + own ingenious inclinations. Indeed his Parts were not so ready to + run of themselves, as able to answer the spur; so that it may be + truly said of him, that he had an elaborate wit wrought out by + his own industry; yet were his Repartees for the most part very + quick and smart, and which favour'd much of ingenuity, of which I + shall give you two instances. + </p> + <p> + He having been drinking in an upper room, at the + <i>Feathers</i>-Tavern in <i>Cheap side</i>, as he was coming + down stairs, his foot slipping, he caught a fall, and tumbling + against a door, beat it open into a room where some Gentlemen + were drinking <i>Canary</i>; recovering his feet, he said, + <i>Gentlemen, since I am so luckily fallen into your company, I + will drink with you before I go</i>. + </p> + <p> + He used very much to frequent the <i>Half-Moon</i>-Tavern in + <i>Aldersgate-street</i>, through which was a common <i>Thorough + fare</i>; he coming late that way, one night, was denied passage, + whereupon going through the <i>Sun</i>-Tavern a little after, he + said, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Since that the</i> Moon <i>was so unkind to make me go + about,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>The</i> Sun <i>hence forth shall take my Coin, the</i> + Moon <i>shall go without</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + His constant humour was to sit silent in learned Company, and + suck in (besides Wine) their several Humours into his + observation; what was <i>Ore</i> in others, he was able to refine + unto himself. + </p> + <p> + He was one, and the chief of them, in ushering forth the Book of + <i>Coriats Crudities</i>, writing not only a Character of the + Author, an explanation of his Frontispiece, but also an Acrostick + upon his Name, which for the sutableness of it, (tho' we have + written something of others mock Verses) we shall here insert it. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + T<i>ry and trust</i> Roger, <i>was the word, but now</i> + </div> + <div> + H<i>onest</i> Tom Tell-troth <i>puts down</i> Roger, How? + </div> + <div> + O<i>f travel he discourseth so at large</i>, + </div> + <div> + M<i>arry he sets it out at his own charge</i>; + </div> + <div> + A<i>nd therein (which is worth his valour, too)</i> + </div> + <div> + S<i>hews he dare more than</i> Paul's <i>Church-yard durst + do.</i> + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + C<i>ome forth thou bonny bouncing Book then, daughter</i> + </div> + <div> + O<i>f</i> Tom of Odcombe, <i>that odd jovial Author</i>, + </div> + <div> + R<i>ather his son I should have call'd thee, why</i>? + </div> + <div> + Y<i>es thou wert born out of his travelling thigh</i> + </div> + <div> + A<i>s well as from his brains, and claim'st thereby</i> + </div> + <div> + T<i>o be his</i> Bacchus <i>as his</i> Pallas: <i>he</i> + </div> + <div> + E<i>ver his Thighs</i> Male <i>then and his Brains</i> She. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was paramount in the Dramatick part of Poetry, and taught the + Stage an exact conformity to the Laws of Comedians, being + accounted the most learned, judicious, and correct of them all, + and the more to be admired for being so, for that neither the + height of natural parts, for he was no <i>Shakespear</i>, nor the + cost of extraordinary education, but his own proper industry, and + addiction to Books, advanced him to this perfection. He wrote + fifty Plays in all, whereof fifteen Comedies, three Tragedies, + the rest Masques and Entertainments. His Comedies were, <i>The + Alchimist</i>, <i>Bartholomew Fair</i>, <i>Cynthia's Revels</i>, + <i>Caseis alter'd</i>, <i>The Devil is an Ass</i>, <i>Every Man + in his humour, every Man out of his humour</i>, <i>The Fox</i>, + <i>Magnetick Lady</i>, <i>New Inn</i>, <i>Poetaster</i>, + <i>Staple of News</i>, <i>Sad Shepherd, Silent Woman</i>, and + <i>A Tale of a Tub</i>. His Tragedies were, <i>Cateline's + Conspiracy, Mortimer's Fall</i>, and <i>Seianus</i>. His Masques + and Entertainments, too long here to write, were thirty and two, + besides a Comedy of <i>East-ward, hoe</i>? in which he was + partner with <i>Chapman</i>. + </p> + <p> + These his Plays were above the vulgar capacity, (which are onely + tickled with down-right obscenity) and took not so well at the + first <i>stroke</i>, as at the <i>rebound</i>, when beheld the + second time, yea, they will endure reading, and that with due + commendation, so long as either ingenuity or learning are + fashionable in our Nation. And although all his Plays may endure + the test, yet in three of his Comedies, namely, <i>The Fox, + Alchymist</i>, and <i>Silent Woman</i>, he may be compared in the + judgment of the learned men, for <i>decorum, language</i> and + <i>well-humouring</i> parts, as well with the chief of the + ancient <i>Greek</i> and <i>Latine</i> Comedians, as the prime of + modern <i>Italians</i>, who have been judged the best of + <i>Europe</i> for a happy vein in Comedies; nor is his + <i>Bartholomew Fair</i> much short of them. As for his other + Comedies, <i>Staple of News, Devil's an Ass</i>, and the rest, if + they be not so sprightful and vigorous as his first pieces, all + that are old will, and all that desire to be old, should excuse + him therein; and therefore let the Name of <i>Ben Johnson</i> + sheild them against whoever shall think fit to be severe in + censure against them. Truth is, his Tragedies, <i>Seianus and + Cateline</i> seem to have in them more of an artificial and + inflate, than of a pathetical and naturally Tragick height; yet + do they every one of them far excel any of the <i>English</i> + ones that were writ before him; so that he may be truly said to + be the first reformer of the <i>English</i> Stage, as he himself + more truly than modestly writes in his commendatory Verses of his + Servants <i>Richard Broom</i>'s Comedy of the <i>Northern + Lass</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Which you have justly gained from the Stage, + </div> + <div> + By observation of those Comick Laws, + </div> + <div> + Which I, your Master, first did teach the Age. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + In the rest of his Poetry, (for he is not wholly Dramatick) as + his <i>Underwoods</i>, <i>Epigrams</i>, &c. he is sometimes + bold and strenuous, sometimes Magisterial, sometimes lepid and + full enough of conceit, and sometimes a man as other men are. + </p> + <p> + It seems the issue of his brain was more lively and lasting than + the issue of his body, having several Children, yet none living + to survive him; This he bestowed as part <ins class="correction" + title="Transcriber's note: original reads 'as'">of</ins> an + Epitaph on his eldest Son, dying an Infant. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Rest in soft peace, and ask'd, say, Here doth lye + </div> + <div> + <i>Ben Johnson</i> his best piece of Poetry. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But tho' the immortal Memory still lives of him in his learned + Works, yet his Body, subject to mortality, left this life, + <i>Anno</i> 1638. and was buried about the Belfrey in the + Abbey-Church at <i>Westminster</i>, having only upon a Pavement + over his Grave, this written: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>O Rare</i> Ben Johnson. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Yet were not the Poets then so dull and dry, but that many + expressed their affection to his Memory in Elegies and Epitaphs; + amongst which this following may not be esteemed the worst. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The Muses fairest Light in no dark time, + </div> + <div> + The Wonder of a learned Age; the line + </div> + <div> + That none can pass: the most proportion'd Wit + </div> + <div> + To Nature; the best Judge of what was fit: + </div> + <div> + The deepest, plainest, highest, clearest Pen: + </div> + <div> + The Voyce most eccho'd by consenting men; + </div> + <div> + The Soul which answer'd best to all well said + </div> + <div> + By others; and which most requital made: + </div> + <div> + Tun'd to the highest Key of ancient <i>Rome</i>; + </div> + <div> + Returning all her Musick with her own; + </div> + <div> + In whom with Nature, Study claim'd a part, + </div> + <div> + And yet who to himself ow'd all his Art; + </div> + <div> + Here lies <i>Ben Johnson</i>, every Age will look + </div> + <div> + With sorrow here, with Wonder on his Book. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="fr_b" id="fr_b"></a><i>FRANCIS BEAUMONT</i> and <a name="jo_f" id="jo_f"></a><i>JOHN + FLETCHER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + These two joyned together, made one of the happy + <i>Triumvirate</i> (the other two being <i>Johnson</i> and + <i>Shakespear</i>) of the chief Dramatick Poets of our Nation, in + the last foregoing Age; among whom there might be said to be a + symmetry of perfection, while each excelled in his peculiar way: + <i>Ben Johnson</i> in his elaborate pains and knowledge of + Authors, <i>Shakespear</i> in his pure vein of wit, and natural + Poetick height; <i>Fletcher</i> in a Courtly Elegance and Gentile + Familiarity of Style, and withal a Wit and Invention so + overflowing, that the luxuriant Branches thereof were frequently + thought convenient to be lopt off by Mr. <i>Beaumont</i>; which + two joyned together, like <i>Castor</i> and <i>Pollux</i>, (most + happy when in conjunction) raised the <i>English</i> to equal the + <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Uthenian'"><i>Athenian</i></ins> + and <i>Roman</i> Theaters; <i>Beaumont</i> bringing the Ballast + of Judgment, <i>Fletcher</i> the Sail of Phantasie, <ins class= + "correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'but'">both</ins> compounding + a Poet to admiration. + </p> + <p> + These two admirable Wits wrote in all two and fifty Plays, + whereof three and forty were Comedies; namely, <i>Beggars + Bush</i>, <i>Custom of the Country</i>, <i>Captain Coxcomb</i>, + <i>Chances</i>, <i>Cupid's Revenge</i>, <i>Double Marriage</i>, + <i>Elder Brother</i>, <i>Four Plays in one</i>, <i>Fair Maid of + the Inn</i>, <i>Honest man's Fortune</i>, <i>Humorous + Lieutenant</i>, <i>Island Princess</i>, <i>King and no King</i>, + <i>Knight of the burning Pestle</i>, <i>Knight of</i> Malta, + <i>Little</i> French <i>Lawyer</i>, <i>Loyal Subject</i>, <i>Laws + of</i> Candy, <i>Lovers Progress</i>, <i>Loves Cure</i>, <i>Loves + Pilgrimage</i>, <i>Mad Lover</i>, <i>Maid in the Mill</i>, + <i>Monsieur</i> Thomas, <i>Nice Valour</i>, <i>Night-Walker</i>, + <i>Prophetess</i>, <i>Pilgrim</i>, <i>Philaster, Queen of</i> + Corinth, <i>Rule a Wife and have a Wife</i>, Spanish + <i>Curate</i>, <i>Sea-Voyage</i>, <i>Scornful Lady</i>, <i>Womans + Prize</i>, <i>Women pleased</i>, <i>Wife for a Month</i>, <i>Wit + at several weapons</i>, and a <i>Winters Tale</i>. Also six + Tragedies; <i>Bonduca</i>, the <i>Bloody Brother</i>, <i>False + One</i>, the <i>Maids Tragedy</i>, <i>Thiery and Theodoret</i>, + <i>Valentinian</i>, and <i>Two Noble Kinsmen</i>, a Tragi-Comedy, + <i>Fair Shepherdess</i>, a Pastoral; and a <i>Masque of</i> + Grays-Inn <i>Gentlemen</i>. + </p> + <p> + It is reported of them, that meeting once in a Tavern, to + contrive the rude Draught of a Tragedy, <i>Fletcher</i> undertook + to <i>kill the King</i> therein, whose Words being over-heard by + a Listner (though his Loyalty not to be blamed herein) he was + accused of High Treason, till the Mistake soon appearing, that + the Plot was only against a Dramatick and Scenical King, all + wound off in Merriment. + </p> + <p> + Yet were not these two Poets so conjoyned, but that each of them + did several Pieces by themselves, Mr. <i>Beaumont</i>, besides + other Works, wrote a Poem, entituled, <i>Salmacis</i> and + <i>Hermaphroditus</i>, a Fable taken out of <i>Ovid's + Metamorphosis</i>; and Mr. <i>Fletcher</i> surviving Mr. + <i>Beamont</i>, wrote good Comedies of himself; so that it could + not be laid to his Charge what <i>Ajax</i> doth to + <i>Ulysses</i>; + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Nihil hic</i> Diomede <i>remoto</i>, + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When <i>Diomedes</i> was gone, + </div> + <div> + He could do nought alone. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Though some think them inferior to the former, and no wonder if a + single thread was not so strong as a twisted one, Mr. + <i>Fletcher</i> (as it is said) died in <i>London</i> of the + Plague, in the first year of King <i>Charles</i> the First, 1625. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_s" id="william_s"></a><i>WILLIAM SHAKESPEAR</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This eminent Poet, the Glory of the <i>English</i> Stage (and so + much the more eminent, that he gained great applause and + commendation, when able Wits were his Contemporaries) was born at + <i>Stratford</i> upon <i>Avon</i> in <i>Warwickshire</i>, and is + the highest honour that Town can boast of. He was one of the + <i>Triumvirate</i>, who from Actors, became Makers of Comedies + and Tragedies, <i>viz. Christopher Marlow</i> before him, and Mr. + <i>John Lacy</i>, since his time, and one in whom three eminent + Poets may seem in some sort to be compounded, 1. <i>Martial</i>, + in the warlike sound of his Sirname, <i>Hastivibrans</i>, or + <i>Shakespear</i>; whence some have supposed him of military + extraction. 2. <i>Ovid</i>, the most natural and witty of all + Poets; and hence it was that Queen <i>Elizabeth</i> coming into a + Grammar-School, made this extemporary Verse. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Persius</i> a Crab-staff, Bawdy <i>Martial</i>, + <i>Ovid</i> a fine Wag. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + 3. <i>Plautus</i>, a most exact Comedian, and yet never any + Scholar, as our <i>Shakespear</i> (if alive) would confess + himself; but by keeping company with Learned persons, and + conversing with jocular Wits, whereto he was naturally inclin'd, + he became so famously witty, or wittily famous, that by his own + industry, without the help of Learning, he attained to an + extraordinary height in all strains of Dramatick Poetry, + especially in the Comick part, wherein we may say he outwent + himself; yet was he not so much given to Festivity, but that he + could (when so disposed) be solemn and serious; so that + <i>Heraclitus</i> himself might afford to smile at his Comedies, + they were so merry, and <i>Democritus</i> scarce forbear to sigh + at his Tragedies, they were so mournful. + </p> + <p> + Nor were his Studies altogether confined to the Stage, but had + excursions into other kinds of Poetry, witness his Poem of the + <i>Rape of Lucrece</i>, and that of <i>Venus and Adonis</i>; + wherein, to give you a taste of the loftiness of his Style, we + shall insert some few Lines of the beginning of the latter. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Even as the Sun with purple-colour'd face + </div> + <div> + Had tane his last leave of the weeping Morn, + </div> + <div> + Rose-cheek'd <i>Adonis</i> hy'd him to the Chase, + </div> + <div> + Hunting he lov'd, but Love he laught to scorn. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Sick thoughted <i>Venus</i> makes amain unto him, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And like a bold-fac'd Suiter 'gins to woo him. + </div> + <div> + Thrive fairer than my self (thus she begins) + </div> + <div> + The fields chief flower, sweet above compare, + </div> + <div> + Stain to all Nymphs, more lovely than a man; + </div> + <div> + More white and red than Doves or Roses are: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Nature that made thee with herself at strife, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Says that the world hath ending with thy life, &c + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was an eminent instance of the truth of that Rule, <i>Poeta + non fit, sed nascitur</i>; one is not made, but born a Poet; so + that as <i>Cornish Diamonds</i> are not polished by any Lapidary, + but are pointed and smoothed even as they are taken out of the + Earth, so Nature itself was all the Art which was used on him. + </p> + <p> + He was so great a Benefactor to the Stage, that he wrote of + himself eight and forty Plays; whereof 18 Comedies, <i>viz.</i> + <i>As you like it</i>, <i>All's well that ends well</i>, <i>A + Comedy of Errors</i>, <i>Gentleman of</i> Verona, <i>Loves Labour + lost</i>, London <i>Prodigal</i>, <i>Merry Wives of</i> Windsor, + <i>Measure for measure</i>, <i>Much ado about Nothing</i>, + <i>Midsummer Nights Dream</i>, <i>Merchant of</i> Venice, + <i>Merry Devil of</i> Edmonton, <i>Mucedorus, the Puritan + Widow</i>, <i>the Tempest</i>, <i>Twelf-Night</i>, or <i>what you + will</i>, <i>the taming of the Shrew</i>, and <i>a winters + Tale</i>. Fourteen Tragedies, <i>viz.</i> <i>Anthony and + Cleopatra</i>, <i>Coriolanus</i>, <i>Cymbeline</i>, + <i>Hamlet</i>, <i>Julius Cæsar</i>, <i>Lorrino</i>, <i>Leir and + his three Daughters</i>, <i>Mackbeth</i>, <i>Othello the Moor + of</i> Venice, <i>Romeo and Juliet</i>, <i>Troylus and + Cressida</i>, <i>Tymon of</i> Athens, <i>Titus Andronicus</i>, + and <i>the Yorkshire Tragedy</i>. Also fifteen Histories, + <i>viz.</i> Cromwel's <i>History</i>, <i>Henry</i> 4. in two + parts, <i>Henry</i> 5. <i>Henry</i> 6. in three parts, + <i>Henry</i> 8. <i>John King of</i> England, in three parts, + <i>Pericles Prince of</i> Tyre, <i>Richard</i> 2. <i>Richard</i> + 3. and <i>Oldrastes Life and Death</i>. Also <i>the Arraignment + of Paris</i>, a Pastoral. + </p> + <p> + Many were the Wit-combats betwixt him and <i>Ben Johnson</i>, + which two we may compare to a <i>Spanish great Gallion</i>, and + an <i>English Man of war</i>: Mr. <i>Johnson</i>, (like the + former) was built far higher in Learning, solid, but slow in his + performances; <i>Shakespear</i>, with the <i>English Man of + war</i>, lesser in Bulk, but lighter in sayling, could turn with + all Tides, tack about, and take advantage of all Winds, by the + quickness of his Wit and Invention. His History of <i>Henry</i> + the Fourth is very much commended by some, as being full of + sublime Wit, and as much condemned by others, for making Sir + <i>John Falstaffe</i> the property of Pleasure for Prince + <i>Henry</i> to abuse, as one that was a <i>Thrasonical Puff</i>, + and emblem of mock Valour; though indeed he was a man of Arms + every inch of him, and as valiant as any <ins class="correction" + title="Transcriber's note: original reads 'in'">his</ins> Age, + being for his Martial Prowess made Knight of the Garter by King + <i>Henry</i> the 6th. + </p> + <p> + This our famous Comedian died <i>An. Dom</i>. 16—and was + buried at <i>Stratford</i> upon <i>Avon</i>, the Town of his + Nativity; upon whom one hath bestowed this Epitaph, though more + proper had he been buried in <i>Westminster Abbey</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Renowned <i>Spencer</i>, lie a thought more nigh + </div> + <div> + To learned <i>Chaucer</i>, and rare <i>Beaumont</i> lie + </div> + <div> + A little nearer <i>Spencer</i> to make room + </div> + <div> + For <i>Shakespear</i>, in your threefold, fourfold Tomb, + </div> + <div> + To lodge all four in one Bed make a shift + </div> + <div> + Until Doomsday, for hardly will a fifth + </div> + <div> + Betwixt this day and that, by Fates be slain + </div> + <div> + For whom your Curtains may be drawn again. + </div> + <div> + If your precedency in Death do bar + </div> + <div> + A fourth place in your sacred Sepulcher, + </div> + <div> + Under this sacred Marble of thine own, + </div> + <div> + Sleep rare Tragedian <i>Shakespear</i>! sleep alone, + </div> + <div> + Thy unmolested Peace in an unshar'd Cave, + </div> + <div> + Possess as Lord, not Tenant of thy Grave, + </div> + <div> + That unto us, and others it may be + </div> + <div> + Honour hereafter to be laid by thee. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="christopher_m" id="christopher_m"></a><i>CHRISTOPHER + MARLOW</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Christopher Marlow</i> was (as we said) not only contemporary + with <i>William Shakespear</i>, but also, like him, rose from an + Actor, to be a maker of Comedies and Tragedies, yet was he much + inferior to <i>Shakespear</i> not only in the number of his + Plays, but also in the elegancy of his Style. His Pen was chiefly + employ'd in Tragedies; namely, his <i>Tamberlain</i> the first + and second Part, <i>Edward</i> the Second, <i>Lust's + Dominion</i>, or <i>the Lascivious Queen</i>, the <i>Massacre + of</i> Paris, his <i>Jew of</i> Malta, a Tragi-comedy, and his + Tragedy of <i>Dido</i>, in which he was joyned with <i>Nash</i>. + But none made such a great Noise as his Comedy of <i>Doctor + Faustus</i> with his Devils, and such like tragical Sport, which + pleased much the humors of the Vulgar. He also begun a Poem of + <i>Hero</i> and <i>Leander</i>; wherein he seemed to have a + resemblance of that clear and unsophisticated Wit which was + natural to <i>Musæus</i> that incomparable Poet. This Poem being + left unfinished by <i>Marlow</i> who in some riotous Fray came to + an untimely and violent end, was thought worthy of the finishing + hand of <i>Chapman</i>, as we intimated before; in the + performance whereof, nevertheless he fell short of the Spirit and + Invention with which it was begun. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="barton_h" id="barton_h"></a><i>BARTON HOLYDAY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Barton Holyday</i>, an old Student of <i>Christ-Church</i> in + <i>Oxford</i>, who besides his Translation of <i>Juvenal</i> with + elaborate Notes, writ several other things in <i>English</i> + Verse, rather learned than elegant; and particularly a Comedy, + called <i>The Marriage of the Arts</i>: Out of which, to shew you + his fluent (but too Satyrical Style) take these Verses made by + him to be spoken by <i>Pocta</i>, as an Execration against Women. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + O Women, Witches, Fayries, Devils, + </div> + <div> + The impure extract of a world of Evils; + </div> + <div> + Natures great Errour, the Obliquity + </div> + <div> + Of the Gods Wisdom; and th'Anomaly + </div> + <div> + From all that's good; Ile curse you all below + </div> + <div> + The Center, and if I could, then further throw + </div> + <div> + Your cursed heads, and if any should gain + </div> + <div> + A place in Heaven, Ile rhyme 'em down again + </div> + <div> + To a worse Ruine, <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="cyril_t" id="cyril_t"></a><i>CYRIL TURNER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Cyril Turner</i> was one who got a Name amongst the Poets, by + writing of two old Tragedies, the <i>Athei'st's Tragedy</i>, and + the <i>Revenger's Tragedy</i>; which two Tragedies, saith one, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + His Fame unto that Pitch so only raised, + </div> + <div> + As not to be despised, nor too much prais'd. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_mi" id="thomas_mi"></a><i>THOMAS MIDLETON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Midleton</i> was one who by his Industry added very + much to the <i>English</i> Stage, being a copious Writer of + Dramatick Poetry. He was Contemporary with <i>Johnson</i> and + <i>Fletcher</i> and tho' not of equal Repute with them, yet were + well accepted of those times such Plays as he wrote; namely, + <i>Blurt Mr. Constable, the chaste Maid in Cheapside, Your fine + Gallants, Family of Love, More Dissemblers than Women</i>, the + <i>Game at Chess,</i> the <i>Mayor of</i> Quinborough, <i>a mad + world my Masters, Michaelmas Term, No Wit like a womans</i>, the + <i>Roaring Girl, any thing for a quiet Life</i>, the + <i>Phenix</i> and <i>a new Trick to catch the old one</i>, + Comedies; <i>The world toss'd at Tennis</i>, and <i>the Inner + Temple</i>, Masques; and <i>Women beware Women</i>, a Tragedy. + Besides what, he was an Associate with <i>William Rowley</i> in + several Comedies and Tragi-Comedies; as, <i>the Spanish Gypsies, + the Changeling, the Old Law, the fair Quarrel, the Widow</i>: Of + all which, his <i>Michaelmas Term</i> is highly applauded both + for the plot and neatness of the style. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_ro" id="william_ro"></a><i>WILLIAM ROWLEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>William Rowley</i> was likewise a great Benefactor to the + <i>English</i> Stage, not only in those Plays mentioned before + with <i>Thomas Midleton</i>, but also what he wrote alone; as, + <i>A Woman never vext</i> a Comedy; <i>A Match at Midnight</i>, + and <i>All's lost by Lust</i>, Tragedies; and joyn'd with + <i>Webster</i>, two Comedies, <i>The Thracian wonder</i>, and + <i>A Cure for a Cuckold</i>, with <i>Shakespere, The Birth of</i> + Merlin, a Tragi-Comedy; and <i>The Travels of the three</i> + English <i>Brothers</i>, a History, wherein he was joyn'd with + <i>Day</i> and <i>Wilkins</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_d" id="thomas_d"></a><i>THOMAS DECKER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Decker</i>, a great pains-taker in the Dramatick + strain, and as highly conceited of those pains he took; a + high-flyer in wit, even against <i>Ben Johnson</i> himself, in + his Comedy, call'd, <i>The untrussing of the humorous Poet</i>. + Besides which he wrote also, <i>The Honest Whore</i>, in two + Parts; <i>Fortunatus; If this ben't a good Play the Devil's in't; + Match me in</i> London; <i>The Wonder of a Kingdom; The Whore + of</i> Babylon, all of them Comedies. He was also an associate + with <i>John Webster</i> in several well entertain'd Plays, + <i>viz. Northward, hoe? The Noble Stranger; New trick to cheat + the Devil; Westward, hoe? The Weakest goes to the Wall</i>; And + <i>A Woman will have her will</i>: As also with <i>Rowley</i> and + <i>Ford</i> in <i>the Witch of Edmunton</i>, a Tragi-Comedy; And + also <i>Wiat's History</i> with <i>Webster</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_m" id="john_m"></a><i>JOHN MARSTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Marston</i> was one whose fluent Pen both in a Comick and + Tragick strain, made him to be esteemed one of the chiefest of + our <i>English</i> Dramaticks, both for solid judgment, and + pleasing variety. His Comedies are, <i>the Dutch Curtezan; the + Fawn; What you will</i>. His Tragedies, <i>Antonio and Melida; + Sophonisba; the insatiate Countess</i>: Besides <i>the + Malecontent</i>, a Tragi-Comedy; and <i>the faithful + Shepherd</i>, a Pastoral. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="jasper_m" id="jasper_m"></a>Dr. <i>JASPER MAIN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + He was in his youth placed a Student of <i>Christ-Church</i> in + <i>Oxford</i>, a Nursery of many and excellent good wits, where + he lived for many years in much credit and reputation for his + florid wit and ingenious vein in Poetry, which diffused itself in + all the veins and sinews thereof; making it (according to its + right use) an Handmaid to Theology. In his younger years he wrote + two very ingenious and well-approved Comedies, <i>viz.</i> the + <i>City Match</i>, and the <i>Amorous War</i>, both which, in my + judgment, comparable to the best written ones of that time; Nor + did he after his application to Theology, of which he was Doctor, + and his Ecclesiastical preferment, totally relinquish those + politer Studies to which he was before addicted, publishing + <i>Lucian's</i> Works, of his own translating, into + <i>English</i>, besides many other things of his composing, not + yet publish'd. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="james_s" id="james_s"></a><i>JAMES SHIRLEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>James Shirley</i> may justly claim a more than ordinary + place amongst our <i>English</i> Poets, especially for his + Dramatick Poetry, being the fourth for number who hath written + most Plays, and for goodness little inferiour to the best of them + all. His Comedies, in number twenty two, are these; <i>The Ball, + the Bird in a Cage, the Brothers, Love in</i> <i>a Maze, the + Constant Maid, Coronation, Court Secret, the Example, the + Gamester, Grateful Servant, Hide-Park, Humorous Courtier, Honoria + and Mammon, Opportunity, the Lady of Pleasure, the Polititian, + the Royal Master, the School of Complements, the Sisters, the + witty fair one, the Wedding</i>, and <i>the young Admiral:</i> + His Tragedies six, <i>viz. Chabot Admiral of France, the + Cardinal, Loves Cruelty, the Maids Revenge, the Traytor</i>, and + <i>the martyr'd Soldier</i>. Four Tragi-Comedies, <i>viz. Dukes + Mistress, the Doubtful Heir, the Gentleman of Venice</i>, and + <i>the Imposture</i>, four Masques, <i>Cupid and Death, + Contention of Honour and Riches, the Triumph of Peace</i>, and + <i>the Triumph of Beauty; Patrick for Ireland</i>, a History; and + the <i>Arcadia</i>, a <i>Pastoral</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="philip_m" id="philip_m"></a><i>PHILIP MASSINGER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Philip Massinger</i> was likewise one who in his time was no + mean contributer unto the Stage, wherein he so far excell'd as + made his Name sufficiently famous, there being no less than + sixteen of his Plays printed, <i>viz. The Bondman, the bashful + Lover, the City Madam, the Emperour of the East, the-Great Duke + of Florence, the Guardian, Maid of Honour, New Way to pay Old + Debts, the Picture, the Renegado</i>, and <i>the merry Woman</i>, + Comedies: <i>The Duke of Millain, Fatal Dowry, Roman Actor, + Unnatural Combat</i>, and <i>the Virgin Martyr</i>, Tragedies. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_w" id="john_w"></a><i>JOHN WEBSTER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Webster</i> was also one of those who in that plentiful + age of Dramatick Writers contributed his endeavours to the Stage; + being (as we said before) associated with <i>Thomas Decker</i>, + in several Plays, which pass'd the Stage with sufficient + applause, as also in two Comedies with <i>William Rowley</i>; + besides what he wrote alone, <i>the Devil's Lam-Case</i>, a Tragi + Comedy, and <i>the white Devil</i>, and <i>Dutchess of Malfy</i>, + Tragedies. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_b" id="william_b"></a><i>WILLIAM BROWN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>William Brown</i> was a Gentleman (as I take it) of the + <i>Middle Temple</i>, who besides his other ingenious + Employments, had his excursions to those sweet delights of + Poetry, writing a most ingenious Piece, entituled, <i>Britain's + Pastorals</i>, it being for a Subject of an amorous and rural + Nature, worthily deserving commendations, as any one will confess + who shall peruse it with an impartial eye. Take a view of his + abilities, out of his Second Book, first Song of his Pastorals, + speaking of a deform'd Woman. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + And is not she the Queen of Drabs, + </div> + <div> + Whose Head is perriwigg'd with scabs? + </div> + <div> + Whose Hair hangs down incurious flakes, + </div> + <div> + All curl'd and crisp'd, like crawling Snakes; + </div> + <div> + The Breath of whose perfumed Locks + </div> + <div> + Might choke the Devil with a Pox; + </div> + <div> + Whose dainty twinings did entice + </div> + <div> + The whole monopoly of Lice; + </div> + <div> + Her Forehead next is to be found, + </div> + <div> + Resembling much the new-plough'd ground, + </div> + <div> + Furrow'd like stairs, whose windings led + </div> + <div> + Unto the chimney of her head; + </div> + <div> + The next thing that my Muse descries, + </div> + <div> + Is the two Mill-pits of her Eyes, + </div> + <div> + Mill-pits whose depth no plum can sound, + </div> + <div> + For there the God of Love was drown'd, + </div> + <div> + On either side there hangs a Souse, + </div> + <div> + And Ear I mean keeps open house, + </div> + <div> + An Ear which always there did dwell, + </div> + <div> + And so the Head kept sentinel, + </div> + <div> + Which there was placed to descry, + </div> + <div> + If any danger there was nigh, + </div> + <div> + But surely danger there was bred + </div> + <div> + Which made them so keep off the head; + </div> + <div> + Something for certain caus'd their fears, + </div> + <div> + Which made them so to hang their ears; + </div> + <div> + But hang her ears; <i>Thalia</i> seeks + </div> + <div> + To suck the bottle of her cheeks, &c. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_r" id="thomas_r"></a><i>THOMAS RANDOLPH</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Famous Poet was born at <i>Houghton</i> in + <i>Northampton-shire</i>, and was first bred in + <i>Westminster-School</i>, then Fellow in <i>Trinity-Colledge</i> + in <i>Cambridge</i>; He was one of such a pregnant Wit, that the + Muses may seem not only to have smiled, but to have been tickled + at his Nativity, such the festivity of his Poems of all sorts. + Yet was he also sententiously grave, as may appear by many of his + Writings, not only in his <i>Necessary Precepts</i>, but also in + several other of his Poems; take one instance in the conclusion + of his Commendatory Verses to Mr. <i>Feltham</i>, on his + excellent Book of <i>Resolves</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + 'Mongst thy Resolves, put my Resolves in too; + </div> + <div> + Resolve who will, this I resolve to do, + </div> + <div> + That should my Errors chuse anothers line + </div> + <div> + Whereby to write, I mean to live by thine. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + His extraordinary indulgence to the too liberal converse with the + multitude of his applauders, drew him to such an immoderate way + of living, that he was seldom out of Gentlemens company, and as + it often happens that in drinking high quarrels arise, so there + chanced some words to pass betwixt Mr. <i>Randolf</i> and another + Gentleman, which grew to be so high, that the Gentleman drawing + his Sword, and striking at Mr. <i>Randolph</i>, cut off his + little finger, whereupon, in an extemporary humour, he instantly + made these Verses: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Arithmetick nine digits and no more + </div> + <div> + Admits of, then I have all my store; + </div> + <div> + But what mischance hath tane from my Lefthand, + </div> + <div> + It seems did only for a cypher stand, + </div> + <div> + Hence, when I scan my Verse if I do miss, + </div> + <div> + I will impute the fault only to this, + </div> + <div> + A fingers loss, I speak it not in sport, + </div> + <div> + Will make a Verse a foot too short. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + That he was of a free generous disposition, not regarding at all + the Riches of the World, may be seen in the first Poem of his + Book, speaking of the inestimable content he enjoyed in the + Muses, to those of his friends which dehorted him from Poetry. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Go sordid earth, and hope not to bewitch + </div> + <div> + My high born Soul, which flies a nobler pitch; + </div> + <div> + Thou canst not tempt her with adulterate show, + </div> + <div> + She bears no appetite that flags so low, &c. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + His Poems publish'd after his death, and usher'd into the World + by the best Wits of those times, passed the Test with general + applause, and have gone through several Impressions; To praise + one, were in some sort to dispraise the other, being indeed all + praise-worthy. His <i>Cambridge Duns</i> facetiously pleasing, as + also his <i>Parley with his Empty Purse</i>, in their kind not + out-done by any. He was by <i>Ben. Johnson</i> adopted for his + Son, and that as is said upon this occasion. + </p> + <p> + Mr. <i>Randolph</i> having been at <i>London</i> so long as that + he might truly have had a parley with his <i>Empty Purse</i>, was + resolved to go see <i>Ben. Johnson</i> with his associates, which + as he heard at a set-time still kept a Club together at the + <i>Devil-Tavern</i> near <i>Temple-Bar</i>; accordingly at the + time appointed he went thither, but being unknown to them, and + wanting Money, which to an ingenious spirit is the most daunting + thing in the World, he peep'd in the Room where they were, which + being espied by <i>Ben. Johnson</i>, and seeing him in a Scholars + thredbare habit, <i>John Bo-peep</i>, says he, come in, which + accordingly he did, when immediately they began to rime upon the + meanness of his Clothes, asking him, If he could not make a + Verse? and withal to call for his Quart of Sack; there being four + of them, he immediately thus replied, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I <i>John Bo-peep</i>, to you four sheep, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + With each one his good fleece, + </div> + <div> + If that you are willing to give me five shilling, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + 'Tis fifteen pence a piece. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + By <i>Jesus</i> quoth <i>Ben. Johnson</i>, (his usual Oath) I + believe this is my Son <i>Randolph</i>, which being made known to + them, he was kindly entertained into their company, and <i>Ben. + Johnson</i> ever after called him Son. + </p> + <p> + He wrote besides his Poems, the <i>Muses Looking-glass, Jealous + Lovers</i>, and <i>Hey for Honesty, down with Knavery</i>, + Comedies; <i>Amintas</i>, a Pastoral, and <i>Aristippus</i>, an + Interlude. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_b" id="john_b"></a>Sir <i>JOHN BEAUMONT + Baronet</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>John Beaumont</i> was one who Drank as deep Draughts of + <i>Helicon</i> as any of that Age; and though not many of his + Works are Extant, yet those we have be such as are displayed on + the Flags of highest Invention; and may justly Stile him to be + one of the chief of those great Souls of Numbers. He wrote + besides several other things, a Poem of <i>Bosworth Field</i>, + and that so Ingeniously, as one thus writes of it. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Could divine <i>Maro</i>, hear his Lofty Strain; + </div> + <div> + He would condemn his Works to fire again. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + I shall only give you an Instance of some few lines of his out of + the aforesaid Poem, and so conclude. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Here Valiant <i>Oxford</i>, and Fierce <i>Norfolk</i> meet; + </div> + <div> + And with their Spears, each other rudely greet: + </div> + <div> + About the Air the shined Pieces play, + </div> + <div> + Then on their Swords their Noble Hand they lay. + </div> + <div> + And <i>Norfolk</i> first a Blow directly guides, + </div> + <div> + To <i>Oxfords</i> Head, which from his Helmet slides + </div> + <div> + Upon his Arm, and biteing through the Steel, + </div> + <div> + Inflicts a Wound, which <i>Vere</i> disdains to feel. + </div> + <div> + But lifts his Faulcheon with a threatning grace, + </div> + <div> + And hews the Beaver off from <i>Howards</i> Face, + </div> + <div> + This being done, he with compassion charm'd, + </div> + <div> + Retires asham'd to strike a Man disarm'd. + </div> + <div> + But strait a deadly Shaft sent from a Bow, + </div> + <div> + (Whose Master, though far off, the Duke could know: + </div> + <div> + Untimely brought this combat to an end, + </div> + <div> + And pierc'd the Brains of <i>Richards</i> constant Friend. + </div> + <div> + When <i>Oxford</i> saw him Sink his Noble Soul, + </div> + <div> + Was full of grief, which made him thus condole. + </div> + <div> + <i>Farewel true Knight, to whom no costly Grave</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Can give due honour, would my Tears might save</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Those streams of Blood, deserving to be Spilt</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>In better service, had not</i> Richard's <i>guilt</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Such heavy weight upon his Fortune laid,</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Thy Glorious vertues had his Sins outweigh'd</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="philemon_h" id="philemon_h"></a>Dr. <i>PHILEMON + HOLLAND</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This worthy Doctor, though we find not many Verses of his own + Composing, yet is deservedly placed amongst the Poets; for his + numerous Translations of so many Authors: insomuch that he might + be called the Translator General of his Age; So that those Books + alone of his turning into English, are sufficient to make a + Country Gentleman a Competent Library for Historians. He is + thought to have his Birth in <i>Warwick-shire</i>, but more + certain to have his Breeding in <i>Trinity Colledge</i> in + <i>Cambridge</i>; where he so Profited, that he became Doctor of + Physick: and practised the same in <i>Coventry</i> in his (if so + it were) native Country. Here did he begin and finish the + Translation of so many Authors, that considering their + Voluminousness, a Man would think he had done nothing else; which + made one thus to descant on him. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Holland</i> with his Translations doth so fill us, + </div> + <div> + He will not let <i>Suetonius</i> be <i>Tranquillus</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Now as he was a Translator of many Authors, so was he very + Faithful in what he did; But what commended him most in the + Praise of Posterity, was his Translating <i>Cambdens + Britania</i>, a Translation more then a Translation: he adding to + it many more notes then what were first in the Lattin Edition, + but such as were done by Mr. <i>Cambden</i> in his Life time, + discoverable in the former part with Astericks in the Margent; + But these Additions with some Antiquaries obtain not equal + Authenticalness with what was set forth by Mr. <i>Cambden</i> + himself. + </p> + <p> + Some of these Books (notwithstanding their Gigantick bigness) he + wrote with one Pen, where he himself thus pleasantly versified. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + With one sole Pen, I writ this Book, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Made of a Gray Goose quill: + </div> + <div> + A Pen it was when I it took, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And a Pen I leave it still. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This Monumental Pen he kept by him, to show Friends when they + came to visit him, as a great Rarity. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_g" id="thomas_g"></a><i>THOMAS GOFF</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Goff</i> was one whose Abilities rais'd him to a high + Reputation in the Age he lived in; chiefly for his Dramatick + Writings: Being the Author of the <i>Couragious Turk</i>, + <i>Rageing Turk</i>, <i>Selimus</i> and <i>Orestes</i> Tragedies; + the <i>Careless Shepherdess</i> a Tragi-Comedy, and <i>Cupids + Whirligig</i> a Comedy. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_na" id="thomas_na"></a><i>THOMAS NABBES</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Nabbes</i> was also one who was a great Contributer to + the <i>English</i> Stage, chiefly in the Reign of King + <i>Charles</i> the First; His Comedies were <i>the Brides, + Covent-Garden, Totnam Court</i>, and the <i>Woman-hater + Arraigned</i>. His Tragedies, <i>The Unfortunate Mother</i>, + <i>Hannibal</i> and <i>Scipio</i>, and <i>The Tragedy of King</i> + Charles <i>the First</i>; besides two Masques, <i>The Springs + Glory</i>, and <i>Microcosmus</i>, and an <i>Entertainment on the + Princes Birth-day</i>, an interlude. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="richard_b" id="richard_b"></a><i>RICHARD BROOME</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Richard Broome</i> was a Servant to Mr. <i>Benjamin + Johnson</i>, a Servant (saith one) suitable to such a Master; + having an excellent Vain fitted for a Comique Strain, and both + natural Parts and Learning answerable thereunto; though divers + witty only in reproving, say, That this <i>Broome</i> had only + what he swept from his Master: But the Comedies he Wrote, so well + received and generally applauded, give the Lie to such + Detractors; three of which, <i>viz.</i> His <i>Northern Lass, The + Jovial Crew</i>, and <i>Sparagus Garden</i>, are little inferior + if not equal to the writings of <i>Ben. Johnson</i> himself; + besides these three Comedies before mentioned he wrote twelve + others, <i>viz.</i> The <i>Antipodes, Court Beggar, City Wit, + Damoyselle, Mock Marriage, Love Sick Court, Mad Couple well + Matcht, Novella, New Exchange, Queens Exchange, Queen and + Concubine, Covent Garden Wedding</i>, and a Comedy called the + <i>Lancaster Witches</i>, in which he was joyned with + <i>Heyward</i>. + </p> + <p> + Now what Account the Wits of that Age had of him, you shall hear + from two of his own Profession in Commendation of two of his + Plays; and first those of Mr. <i>James Shirley</i> on his Comedy + the <i>Jovial Crew</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + This Comedy (ingenious Friends) will raise + </div> + <div> + Itself a Monument, without a praise. + </div> + <div> + Beg'd by the Stationer, who, with strength of purse, + </div> + <div> + And Pens, takes care, to make his Book sell worse. + </div> + <div> + And I dare calculate thy Play, although + </div> + <div> + Not Elevated unto <i>fifty two</i>; + </div> + <div> + It may grow old as time or wit, and he + </div> + <div> + That dares dispise may after envy thee. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Learning the file of Poesy may be + </div> + <div> + Fetch'd from the Arts and University: + </div> + <div> + But he that writes a Play, and good must know, + </div> + <div> + Beyond his Books, Men, and their Actions too. + </div> + <div> + Copies of Verse, that makes the new Men sweat, + </div> + <div> + Reach not a Poem, nor the Muses heat; + </div> + <div> + Small Brain Wits, and wood may burn a while, + </div> + <div> + And make more noise then Forrests on a Pile. + </div> + <div> + Whose Finers shrunk, ma' invite a Piteans Stream, + </div> + <div> + Not to Lament, but to extinguish them, + </div> + <div> + Thy fancies Mettal, and thy stream's much higher, + </div> + <div> + Proof 'gainst their wit, and what that dreads the Fire. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The other of Mr. <i>John Ford</i> on the <i>Northern Lass</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Poets</i> and <i>Painters</i> curiously compar'd + </div> + <div> + Give life to Fancy, and Atchieve reward, + </div> + <div> + By immortality of name, so thrives + </div> + <div> + <i>Arts Glory</i>, that All, which it breaths on lives. + </div> + <div> + Witness this <i>Northern Piece</i>, The Court affords + </div> + <div> + No newer Fashion, or for wit, or words. + </div> + <div> + The Body of the Plot is drawn so fair, + </div> + <div> + That the Souls language quickens with fresh Air. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + This well Limb'd Poem, by no rule, or thought + </div> + <div> + Too dearly priz'd, being or sold, or bought. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + We could also produce you <i>Ben. Johnsons</i> Verses, with other + of the prime Wits of those times; but we think these sufficient + to shew in what respect he was held by the best Judgments of that + Age. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_c" id="robert_c"></a><i>ROBERT CHAMBERLAIN.</i> + </h2> + <p> + This <i>Robert Chamberlain</i> is also remembred amongst the + Dramatick Writers of that time for two Plays which he wrote; the + <i>Swaggering Damosel</i>, a Comedy: and <i>Sicelides</i> a + Pastoral. There was also one <i>W. Chamberlain</i> who wrote a + Comedy called <i>Loves Victory</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_sa" id="william_sa"></a><i>WILLIAM SAMPSON.</i> + </h2> + <p> + About the same time also Flourisht <i>William Sampson</i>, who + wrote of himself two Tragedies; The <i>Vow Breaker</i>, and + <i>the Valiant Scot</i>: and joyned with <i>Markham</i> a Tragedy + called <i>Herod</i> and <i>Antipater, and how to choose a good + Wife from a Bad</i>, a Tragi-Comedy. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="george_s" id="george_s"></a><i>GEORGE SANDYS, + Esquire.</i> + </h2> + <p> + This worthy Gentleman was youngest Son of <i>Edwin Sandys</i> + Arch-Bishop of <i>York</i>, and born at <i>Bishops Throp</i> in + that County. He having good Education, proved a most Accomplished + Gentleman, and addicting his mind to Travel, went as far as the + Sepulcher at <i>Jerusalem</i>; the rarities whereof, as also + those of <i>Ægypt</i>, <i>Greece</i>, and the remote parts of + <i>Italy</i>: He hath given so lively a Description, as may spare + others Pains in going thither to behold them; none either before + or after him having more lively and truly described them. He was + not like to many of our <i>English</i> Travellers, who with their + Breath Suck in the vices of other Nations, and instead of + improving their Knowledge, return knowing in nothing but what + they were ignorant of, or else with <i>Tom. Coriat</i> take + notice only of Trifles and Toyes, such Travellers as he in his + most excellent Book takes notice of, the one sayes he + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div class="i2"> + Do Toyes divulge—— + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The other carried on in the latter part of the Distick. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div class="i2"> + ——Still add to what they hear, + </div> + <div> + And of a Mole-hill do a Mountain rear. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + But his Travels were not only painful, but profitable, living + piously, and by that means having the blessing of God attending + on his endeavours, making a holy use of his viewing those sacred + places which he saw <i>Jerusalem</i>; Take an instance upon his + sight of that place where the three wise men of the <i>East</i> + offered their Oblations to our Saviour. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Three Kings to th' King of Kings three gifts did bring, + </div> + <div> + Gold, Incense, Myrrh, as Man, as God, as King; + </div> + <div> + Three holy gifts be likewise given by thee + </div> + <div> + To <i>Christ</i>, even such as acceptable be; + </div> + <div> + For Myrhah, Tears; for Frankincense impart + </div> + <div> + Submissive Prayers; for pure Gold, a pure Heart. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He most elegantly translated <i>Ovid</i> his <i>Metamorphosis</i> + into English Verse, so that as the Soul of <i>Aristotle</i> was + said to have transfigured into <i>Thomas Aquinas</i>, so might + <i>Ovid</i>'s Genius be said to have passed into Mr. + <i>Sandys</i>, rendring it to the full heighth, line for line + with the Latin, together with most excellent Annotations upon + each Fable. But his Genius directed him most to divine subjects, + writing a Paraphrase on the Book of <i>Job</i>, <i>Psalms</i>, + <i>Ecclesiastes</i>, <i>Canticles</i>, &c. as also a divine + Tragedy on <i>Christs Passion</i>. He lived to be a very aged + man, having a youthful Soul in a decayed Body, and died about the + year 1641. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_su" id="john_su"></a>Sir <i>JOHN SUCKLING</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>John Suckling</i>, in his time, the delight of the Court + and darling of the Muses, was one so filled with <i>Phoebean</i> + fire, as for excellency of his wit, was worthy to be Crowned with + a Wreath of Stars, though some attribute the strength of his + lines to favour more of the Grape than the Lamp; Indeed he made + it his Recreation, not his Study, and did not so much seek fame + as it was put upon him: In my mind he gives the best Character of + himself in those Verses of his in the <i>Sessions of the + Poets</i>: + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Suckling</i> next was call'd, but did not appear, + </div> + <div> + But strait one whisper'd <i>Apollo</i> i'th' ear, + </div> + <div> + That of all men living he cared not for't, + </div> + <div> + He lov'd not the Muses so well as his sport. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + And prized black eyes, or a lucky hit + </div> + <div> + At Bowles, above all the Trophies of wit. + </div> + <div> + But <i>Apollo</i> was angry, and publickly said, + </div> + <div> + Twere fit that a fine were set upon's head. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Besides his Poems, he wrote three Plays, the <i>Goblins</i> a + Comedy, <i>Brenovalt</i> a Tragedy, and <i>Aglaura</i> a + Tragi-Comedy. He was a loyal person to his Prince, and in that + great defection of Scotch Loyalty in 1639. freely gave the King a + hundred Horses. And for his Poems, I shall conclude with what the + Author of his Epistle to the Reader saies of them, <i>It had been + a Prejudice to posterity, and an</i> <i>injury to his own Ashes, + should they have slept in Oblivion.</i> + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_h" id="william_h"></a>Mr. <i>WILLIAM + HABINGTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + He was one of a quick wit and fluent language, whose Poems coming + forth above thirty years ago, under the Title of <i>Castara</i>, + gained a general fame and estimation, and no wonder, since that + human Goddess by him so celebrated, was a person of such rare + endowments as was worthy the praises bestowed upon her, being a + person of Honour as well as Beauty, to which was joyned a + vertuous mind, to make her in all respects compleat. He also + wrote the History of the Reign of King <i>Edward</i> the Fourth, + and that in a style sufficiently florid, yet not altogether + pleasing the ear, but as much informing the mind, so that we may + say of that Kings Reign, as Mr. <i>Daniel</i> saith in his + Preface to his History of <i>England, That there was never + brought together more of the main</i>. He also wrote a + Tragi-Comedy, called, <i>the Queen of</i> Arragon, which as + having never seen, I can give no great account of it. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="francis_q" id="francis_q"></a>Mr. <i>FRANCIS + QUARLES</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Francis Quarles</i>, son to <i>James Quarles</i>, Esq; was + born at <i>Stewards</i> at the Parish of <i>Rumford</i>, in the + County of <i>Essex</i>, and was bred up in the University of + <i>Cambridge</i>, where he became intimately acquainted with Mr. + <i>Edward Benlowes</i>, and Mr. <i>Phineas Fletcher</i>, that + Divine Poet and Philosopher, on whose most excellent Poem of the + <i>Purple Island</i>, hear these Verses of Mr. <i>Quarles</i>, + which if they be as delightful to you in the reading, as to me in + the writing, I question not but they will give you content. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Mans <i>Body's</i> like a <i>House</i>, his greater + <i>Bones</i> + </div> + <div> + Are the main <i>Timber</i>; and the lesser ones + </div> + <div> + Are smaller <i>splints</i>: his <i>ribs</i> are <i>laths</i> + daub'd o're + </div> + <div> + Plaister'd with <i>flesh</i> and <i>blood</i>: his + <i>mouth's</i> the door, + </div> + <div> + His <i>throat's</i> the narrow <i>entry</i>, and his + <i>heart</i> + </div> + <div> + Is the great <i>Chamber</i>, full of curious art: + </div> + <div> + His <i>midriff</i> is a large <i>Partition-wall</i> + </div> + <div> + 'Twixt the great <i>Chamber</i>, and the spacious + <i>Hall</i>: + </div> + <div> + His <i>stomach</i> is the <i>Kitchin</i>, where the meat + </div> + <div> + Is often but half sod for want of heat: + </div> + <div> + His <i>Spleen's</i> a <i>vessel</i> Nature does allot + </div> + <div> + To take the <i>skum</i> that rises from the Pot: + </div> + <div> + His <i>lungs</i> are like the <i>bellows</i>, that respire + </div> + <div> + In every <i>Office</i>, quickning every fire: + </div> + <div> + His <i>Nose</i> the <i>Chimny</i> is, whereby are vented + </div> + <div> + Such <i>fumes</i> as with the <i>bellowes</i> are augmented: + </div> + <div> + His <i>bowels</i> are the <i>sink</i>, whose part's to drein + </div> + <div> + All noisom <i>filth</i>, and keep the <i>Kitchin</i> clean: + </div> + <div> + His <i>eyes</i> are Christal <i>windows</i>, clear and + bright; + </div> + <div> + Let in the object and let out the sight. + </div> + <div> + And as the <i>Timber</i> is or great, or small, + </div> + <div> + Or strong, or weak, 'tis apt to stand or fall: + </div> + <div> + Yet is the likeliest <i>Building</i> sometimes known + </div> + <div> + To fall by obvious chances; overthrown + </div> + <div> + Oft times by <i>tempests</i>, by the full mouth'd + <i>blasts</i> + </div> + <div> + Of <i>Heaven</i>; sometimes by <i>fire</i>; sometimes it + wafts + </div> + <div> + Through unadvis'd <i>neglect</i>: put case the stuff + </div> + <div> + Were ruin-proof, by nature strong enough + </div> + <div> + To conquer time, and age; put case it should + </div> + <div> + Nere know an end, alas, our <i>Leases</i> would; + </div> + <div> + What hast thou then, <i>proud flesh and blood</i>, to boast + </div> + <div> + Thy daies are evil, at best; but few, at most; + </div> + <div> + But sad, at merriest; and but weak, at strongest; + </div> + <div> + Unsure, at surest; and but short, at longest. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He afterwards went over into <i>Ireland</i>, where he became + Secretary to the Reverend <i>James Usher</i>, Arch-bishop of + <i>Armagh</i>: one suitable to his disposition, having a Genius + byassed to Devotion; Here at leisure times did he exercise + himself in those ravishing delights of Poetry, but (alwaies with + the <i>Psalmist</i>) his <i>heart was inditing a good matter</i>; + these in time produced those excellent works of his, <i>viz.</i> + his Histories of <i>Jonas</i>, <i>Esther</i>, <i>Job</i>, and + <i>Sampson</i>; his <i>Sions Songs</i> and <i>Sions Elegies</i>, + also his <i>Euchyridion</i>, all of them of such a heavenly + strain, as if he had drank of <i>Jordan</i> instead of + <i>Helicon</i>, and slept on Mount <i>Olivet</i> for his + <i>Pernassus</i>. He had also other excursions into the + delightful walks of Poetry, namely, his <i>Argulus</i> and + <i>Parthenia</i>, a Science (as he himself saith) taken out of + Sir <i>Philip Sidney's</i> Orchard, likewise his <i>Epigrams</i>, + <i>Shepherds Oracles</i>, Elegies on several persons, his + <i>Hierogliphicks</i>, but especially his <i>Emblems</i>, wherein + he hath <i>Out-Alciated Alcialus</i> himself. There hath been + also acted a Comedy of his called, <i>The Virgin Widdow</i>, + which passed with no ordinary applause. But afterwards the + Rebellion breaking forth in <i>Ireland</i> (where his losses were + very great) he was forced to come over; and being a true Loyalist + to his Soveraign, was again plundred of his Estate here, but what + he took most to heart (for as for his other losses he practiced + the patience of <i>Job</i> he had described) was his being + plundred of his Books, and some rare Manuscripts which he + intended for the Press, the loss of which, as it is thought, + facilitated his death, which happned about the year of our Lord, + 1643. to whose memory one dedicated these lines by way of + Epitaph. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + To them that understand themselves so well, + </div> + <div> + As what, and who lies here, to ask, I'll tell, + </div> + <div> + What I conceive Envy dare not deny, + </div> + <div> + Far both from falshood, and from flattery. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Here drawn to Land by Death, doth lie + </div> + <div> + A Vessel fitter for the Skie, + </div> + <div> + Than <i>Jason's Argo</i>, though in <i>Greece</i> + </div> + <div> + They say, it brought the Golden Fleece. + </div> + <div> + The skilful Pilot steered it so, + </div> + <div> + Hither and thither, too and fro. + </div> + <div> + Through all the Seas of Poverty, + </div> + <div> + Whether they far or near do lie, + </div> + <div> + And fraught it so with all the wealth + </div> + <div> + Of wit and learning, not by stealth, + </div> + <div> + Or privacy, but perchance got + </div> + <div> + That this whole lower World could not + </div> + <div> + Richer Commodities, or more + </div> + <div> + Afford to add unto his store. + </div> + <div> + To Heaven then with an intent + </div> + <div> + Of new Discoveries, he went + </div> + <div> + And left his Vessel here to rest, + </div> + <div> + Till his return shall make it blest. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + The Bill of Lading he that looks + </div> + <div class="i2"> + To know, may find it in his Books. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="phineas_f" id="phineas_f"></a>Mr. <i>PHINEAS + FLETCHER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This learned person, Son and Brother to two ingenious Poets, + himself the third, not second to either, was son to <i>Giles + Fletcher</i>, Doctor in Law, and Embassadour from Queen + <i>Elizabeth</i> to <i>Theodor Juanowick</i> Duke of + <i>Muscovia</i>; who though a Tyranick Prince, whose will was his + Law, yet setled with him very good Terms for our Merchants + trading thither. He was also brother to two worthy Poets, + <i>viz.</i> <i>George Fletcher</i>, the Author of a Poem, + entituled, <i>Christs Victory and Triumph over and after + Death</i>; and <i>Giles Fletcher</i>, who wrote a worthy Poem, + entituled, <i>Christs Victory</i>, made by him being but + Batchelor of Arts, discovering the piety of a Saint, and divinity + of a Doctor. This our <i>Phineus Fletcher</i> was Fellow of + <i>Kings Colledge</i> in <i>Cambridge</i>, and in Poetick fame + exceeded his two Brothers, in that never enough to be celebrated + Poem, entituled, <i>The Purple Island</i>, of which to give my + Reader a taste (who perhaps hath never seen the Book) I shall + here add two Stanza's of it. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Thrice happy was the worlds first infancy, + </div> + <div> + Nor knowing yet, nor curious ill to know: + </div> + <div> + Joy without grief, love without jealousie: + </div> + <div> + None felt hard labour, or the sweating Plough: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + The willing earth brought tribute to her King: + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>Bacchus</i> unborn lay hidden in the cling + </div> + <div> + Of big swollen Grapes; their drink was every silver spring. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And in another place, speaking of the vanity of ambitious + Covetousness. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Vain men, too fondly wise, who plough the Seas, + </div> + <div> + With dangerous pains another earth to find: + </div> + <div> + Adding new Worlds to th' old, and scorning ease, + </div> + <div> + The earths vast limits daily more unbind! + </div> + <div class="i2"> + The aged World, though now it falling shows, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And hasts to set, yet still in dying grows, + </div> + <div> + Whole lives are spent to win, what one Deaths hour must lose. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Besides this <i>Purple Island</i>, he wrote divers <i>Piscatorie + Eclogues</i>, and other <i>Poetical Miscelanies</i>, also a + Piscatory Comedy called <i>Sicelides</i>, which was acted at + <i>Kings-Colledge</i> in <i>Cambridge</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="george_h" id="george_h"></a>Mr. <i>GEORGE HERBERT</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This divine Poet and person was a younger brother of the Noble + Family of the <i>Herberts</i> of <i>Montgomery</i>, whose florid + wit, obliging humour in conversation, fluent Elocution, and great + proficiency in the Arts, gained him that reputation at + <i>Oxford</i>, where he spent his more youthful Age, that he was + chosen University Orator, a place which required one of able + parts to Mannage it; at last, taking upon him Holy Orders, not + without special Encouragement from the King, who took notice of + his extraordinary Parts, he was made Parson of <i>Bemmerton</i> + near <i>Salisbury</i>, where he led a Seraphick life, converting + his Studies altogether to serious and Divine Subjects; which in + time produced those his so generally known and approved Poems + entituled, <i>The Temple</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Whose Vocal notes tun'd to a heavenly Lyre, + </div> + <div> + Both learned and unlearned all admire. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + I shall only add out of his Book an Anagram, which he made on the + name of the Virgin <i>Mary</i>. + </p> + <div class="ctr"> + <p> + <i>M A R Y.</i> + </p> + <p> + <i>A R M Y.</i> + </p> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + And well her name an Army doth present, + </div> + <div> + In whom the Lord of Hosts did pitch his Tent. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="richard_cr" id="richard_cr"></a>Mr. <i>RICHARD + CRASHAW</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This devout Poet, the Darling of the <i>Muses</i>, whose delight + was the fruitful Mount <i>Sion</i>, more than the barren Mount + <i>Pernassus</i>, was Fellow first of <i>Pembrook-Hall</i>, after + of St. <i>Peters-Colledge</i> in <i>Cambridge</i>; a religious + pourer forth of his divine Raptures and Meditations, in smooth + and pathetick Verse. His Poems consist of three parts, the first + entituled, <i>Steps to the Temple</i>, being for the most part + Epigrams upon several passages of the New Testament, charming the + ear with a holy Rapture. The Second part, <i>The delights of the + Muses</i>, or Poems upon several occasions, both English and + Latin; such rich pregnant Fancies as shewed his Breast to be + filled with <i>Phoebean</i> Fire. The third and last part + <i>Carmen Deo nostro</i>, being Hymns and other sacred Poems, + dedicated to the Countess of <i>Denbigh</i>, all which bespeak + him, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + The learned Author of Immortal Strains. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was much given to a religious Solitude, and love of a recluse + Life, which made him spend much of his time, and even lodge many + Nights under <i>Tertullian's</i> roof of Angels, in St. + <i>Mary's</i> Church in <i>Cambridge</i>. But turning <i>Roman + Catholick</i>, he betook himself to, that so zealously frequented + place, <i>Our Lady's of Lorretto in Italy</i>; where for some + years he spent his time in Divine Contemplations, being a Canon + of that Church, where he dyed. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_c" id="william_c"></a>Mr. <i>WILLIAM + CARTWRIGHT</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>William Cartwright</i> a Student of <i>Christ Church</i> + in <i>Oxford</i>, where he lived in Fame and Reputation, for his + singular Parts and Ingenuity; being none of the least of + <i>Apollo's</i> Sons; for his excelling vein in Poetry, which + produc'd a Volume of Poems, publisht not long after his Death, + and usher'd into the World by Commendatory Verses of the choicest + Wits at that time; enough to have made a Volume of it self: So + much was he reverenced by the Lovers of the Muses. He wrote, + besides his Poems, <i>The Ordinary</i>, a Comedy; the <i>Royal + Slave</i>, <i>Lady Errant</i>, and <i>The Seige, Or, Loves + Convert</i>, Tragi-Comedies. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="aston_c" id="aston_c"></a>Sir <i>ASTON COCKAIN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>Aston Cockain</i> laies Claim to a place in our Book, + being remembred to Posterity by four Plays which he wrote, + <i>viz.</i> <i>The Obstinate Lady</i>, a Comedy; <i>Trapolin + supposed a Prince</i>, <i>Tyrannical Government</i>, + Tragi-Comedies; and <i>Thersites</i> an Interlude. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_da" id="john_da"></a>Sir <i>JOHN DAVIS</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This worthy Knight, to whom Posterity is indebted for his learned + Works, was well beloved of Queen <i>Elizabeth</i>, and in great + Favour with King <i>James</i>. His younger Years he addicted to + the study of Poetry, which produced two excellent Poems, <i>Nosce + Teipsum</i>, and <i>Ochestra</i>: Works which speak themselves + their own Commendations: He also wrote a judicious Metaphrase on + several of <i>David's</i> Psalms, which first made him known at + Court: afterwards addicting himself to the Study of the + Common-Law of <i>England</i>; he was first made the Kings + Serjeant, and after his Attorney-General in <i>Ireland</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_ma" id="thomas_ma"></a><i>THOMAS MAY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas May</i> was one in his time highly esteemed, not only + for his Translation of <i>Virgils Georgicks</i> and <i>Lucans + Pharsalia</i> into English, but what he hath written <i>Propria + Minerva</i>, as his Supplement to <i>Lucan</i>, till the Death of + <i>Julius Cæsar</i>: His History of <i>Henry</i> the Second in + Verse; besides what he wrote of Dramatick, as his Tragedies of + <i>Antigone</i>, <i>Agrippina</i>, and <i>Cleopatra</i>; <i>The + Heir</i>, a Tragi-Comedy; <i>The Old Couple</i>, and <i>the Old + Wives Tale</i>, Comedies; and the History of <i>Orlando + Furioso</i>; of these his Tragi-Comedy of <i>The Heir</i> is done + to the life, both for Plot and <i>Language</i>; and good had it + been for his Memory to Posterity, if he had left off Writing + here; but taking disgust at Court for being frustrated in his + Expectation of being the Queens Poet, for which he stood + Candidate with Sir <i>William Davenant</i>, who was preferred + before him, out of meer Spleen, as it is thought for his Repulse, + he vented his Spite in his History of the late Civil Wars of + <i>England</i>; wherein he shews all the Spleen of a + Male-contented Poet, making thereby his Friends his Foes, and + rendring his Fame odious to Posterity; such is the Nature of + Malice, that as the Poet saith, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Impoison'd with the Drugs of cruel Hate, + </div> + <div> + Draw on themselves an unavoided Fate. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="charles_a" id="charles_a"></a><i>CHARLES ALEYN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Charles Aleyn</i> was one and that no despicable Poet, as may + be seen by his Works, which still live in Fame and Reputation, + writing in Heroick verse the Life of King <i>Henry</i> the + Seventh, with the Battle of <i>Bosworth</i>; and also the Battle + of <i>Crescy</i> and <i>Poietiers</i>, in which he is very pithy + and sententious: I shall only give you two instances, the first + out of his Battle of <i>Crescy</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + They swell with love who are with valour fill'd, + </div> + <div> + And <i>Venus</i> Doves may in a Head-piece build. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The other out of his History of King <i>Henry</i> the Seventh. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Man and Money a mutual Falshood show, + </div> + <div> + Man makes false Mony, Mony makes man so. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="george_w" id="george_w"></a><i>GEORGE WITHERS</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>George Withers</i> was one who loved to Fish in troubled + Waters, being never more quiet then when in Trouble, of a + restless Spirit, and contradicting Disposition; gaining more by + Restraint then others could get by their Freedom, which his + ungoverned (not to say worse) Pen often brought him unto, so that + the <i>Marshalsea</i> and <i>Newgate</i> were no Strangers unto + him. He was born in <i>Hantshire</i> (if it be every whit the + more honour to the County for his Birth) a prodigious Pourer + forth of Rhime, which he spued from his Maw, as <i>Tom Coriat</i> + formerly used to spue <i>Greek</i>, and that with a great + pretence to a Poetical Zeal, against the Vices of the Times; + which he mightily exclaim'd against in his <i>Abuses Stript and + Whipt</i>, his <i>Motto</i>, <i>Brittains Remembrancer</i>, + &c. with other Satyrical Works of the like nature: He turn'd + also into <i>English</i> Verse the Songs of <i>Moses</i>, and + other Hymns of the Old Testament; besides these he wrote a Poem + called <i>Philaret</i>, the <i>Shepherds Hunting</i>, his + <i>Emblems</i>, <i>Campo Musæ</i>, <i>Opo-Balsamum</i>, the + <i>Two Pitchers</i>, and others more then a good many, had not + his Muse been more Loyal than it was; he was living about the + Year 1664. when I saw him, and suppose he lived not long after. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_he" id="robert_he"></a><i>ROBERT HERRIC</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Robert Herric</i> one of the Scholars of <i>Apollo</i> of the + middle Form, yet something above <i>George Withers</i>, in a + pretty Flowry and Pastoral Gale of Fancy, in a vernal Prospect of + some Hill, Cave, Rock, or Fountain; which but for the + Interruption of other trivial Passages, might have made up none + of the worst Poetick Landskips. Take a view of his Poetry in his + Errata to the Reader in these lines. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + For these Errata's, Reader thou do'st see, + </div> + <div> + Blame thou the Printer for them, and not me: + </div> + <div> + Who gave him forth good Grain, tho he mistook, + </div> + <div> + And so did sow these Tares throughout my Book. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + I account him in Fame much of the same rank, as he was of the + same Standing, with one <i>Robert Heath</i>, the Author of a + Poem, Entituled, <i>Clarastella</i>, the ascribed Title of that + Celebrated Lady, who is supposed to have been both the Inspirer + and chief Subject of them. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_t" id="john_t"></a><i>JOHN TAYLOR</i> the + Water-Poet. + </h2> + <p> + Some perhaps may think this Person unworthy to be ranked amongst + those Sons of <i>Apollo</i> whom we mentioned before; but to them + we shall answer, That had he had Learning according to his + natural Parts, he might have equal'd, if not exceeded, many who + claim a great share in the Temple of the Muses. Indeed, for ought + I can understand, he never learned no further then his + <i>Accidence</i>, as we may learn from his own Words in one of + his Books. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + I must confess I do want Eloquence, + </div> + <div> + And never Scarce did learn my <i>Accidence</i>; + </div> + <div> + For having got from <i>Possum</i> to <i>Posset;</i> + </div> + <div> + I there was gravel'd, could no further get. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was born in <i>Glocester-shire</i>, where he went to School + with one <i>Green</i>; who, as <i>John Taylor</i> saith, loved + new Milk so well, that to be sure to have it new, he went to the + Market to buy a Cow; but his Eyes being Dim, he cheapned a Bull, + and asking the price of the Beast, the Owner and he agreed; and + driving it home, would have his Maid to Milk it, which she + attempting to do, could find no Teats: and whilst the Maid and + her Master were arguing the matter, the Bull very fairly pist + into the Pail; whereupon his Scholar <i>John Taylor</i> wrote + these Verses. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Our Master <i>Green</i> was over-seen + </div> + <div class="i2"> + In buying of a Bull, + </div> + <div> + For when the Maid did mean to milk, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + He pist the Pail half full. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was afterwards bound Apprentice to a Waterman of + <i>London</i>, a Laborious Trade: and yet though it be said, that + <i>Ease is the Nurse of Poetry</i>, yet did he not only follow + his Calling, but also plyed his Writings, which in time produced + above fourscore Books, which I have seen; besides several others + <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'unknow'">unknown</ins> to + me; some of which were dedicated to King <i>James</i>, and King + <i>Charles</i> the First, and by them well accepted, considering + the meanness of his Education to produce works of Ingenuity. He + afterwards kept a Publick House in <i>Phoenix Alley</i> by + <i>Long-Acre</i> continuing very constant in his Loyalty to the + King, upon whose doleful Murther he set up the Sign of the + <i>Mourning Crown</i>; but that being counted Malignant in those + times of Rebellion, he pulled down that, and hung up his own + Picture, under which were writ these two lines. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + There's many a King's Head hang'd up for a Sign, + </div> + <div> + And many a Saint's Head too, then why not Mine? + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He dyed about the Year 1654. upon whom one bestowed this Epitaph. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Here lies the Water-Poet, honest <i>John</i>, + </div> + <div> + Who rowed on the Streams of <i>Helicon</i>; + </div> + <div> + Where having many Rocks and dangers past, + </div> + <div> + He at the Haven of Heaven arriv'd at last. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_ra" id="thomas_ra"></a><i>THOMAS RAWLINS</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Rawlins</i> my old Friend, chief Graver of the Mint to + King <i>Charles</i> the First, as also to King <i>Charles</i> the + Second till the Year 1670. in which he died. He was an Excellent + Artist, perhaps better then a Poet, yet was he the Author of a + Tragedy called <i>The Rebellion</i>, which hath been acted not + without good Applause; besides some other small things which he + wrote. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_ca" id="thomas_ca"></a>Mr. <i>THOMAS CAREW</i> + </h2> + <p> + This learned Gentleman Mr. <i>Carew</i>, one of the Bed-Chamber + to King <i>Charles</i> the First, was in his time reckoned among + the chiefest for delicacy of wit and Poetick Fancy, which gained + him a high Reputation amongst the most ingenious persons of that + Age. He was a great acquaintance of Mr. <i>Thomas May</i>, whom + none can deny to be an able Poet, although Discontent made him + warp his Genius contrary to his natural Fancy, in commentation of + whose Tradi-Comedy called <i>The Heir</i>, Mr. <i>Carew</i> wrote + an excellent paper of Verses. His Books of Poems do still + maintain their fame amongst the Curious of the present age. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="richard_l" id="richard_l"></a>Col. <i>RICHARD + LOVELACE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + I can compare no Man so like this Colonel <i>Lovelace</i> as Sir + <i>Philip Sidney</i>, of which latter it is said by one in an + Epitaph made of him, + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Nor is it fit that more I should acquaint, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Lest Men adore in one + </div> + <div> + A Scholar, Souldier, Lover, and a Saint. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + As for their parallel, they were both of noble Parentage, Sir + <i>Philips</i> Father being Lord Deputy of <i>Ireland</i>, and + President of <i>Wales</i>; our Colonel of a Vicount's name and + Family; Scholars none can deny them both: The one Celebrated his + Mistress under the bright name of <i>Stella</i>, the other the + Lady Regent of his Affections, under the Banner of + <i>Lucasta</i>, both of them endued with transcendent Sparks of + Poetick Fire, and both of them exposing their Lives to the + extreamest hazard of doubtful War; both of them such Soldiers as + is expressed by the Poet. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Undaunted Spirits, that encounter those + </div> + <div> + Sad dangers, we to Fancy scarce propose. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + To conclude, Mr. <i>Lovelace's</i> Poems did, do, and still will + live in good Esteem with all knowing true Lovers of Ingenuity. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="alexander_b" id="alexander_b"></a><i>ALEXANDER + BROOME</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Alexander Broome</i> our English <i>Anacreon</i>, was an + Attorney in the Lord Mayors Court; who besides his practice in + Law, addicted himself to a Jovial strain in the ravishing + Delights of Poetry; being the ingenious Author of most of those + Songs, which on the Royalists account came forth during the time + of the <i>Rump</i>, and <i>Oliver's</i> Usurpation; and were sung + so often by the Sons of Mirth and <i>Bacchus</i>, and plaid to by + the sprightly Violin. Take for a tast a verse of one of his + Songs. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Come, come, let us drink, + </div> + <div> + 'Tis in vain to think, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Like fools, on grief or Sadness; + </div> + <div> + Let our Money fly, + </div> + <div> + And our Sorrows die, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + <i>All worldly care is Madness</i>: + </div> + <div> + But Sack and good Chear, + </div> + <div> + Will in spight of our fear, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Inspire our Souls with Gladness. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + I shall only add his Poem which he made on the great Cryer at + <i>Westminster-Hall</i>, by which you may judge of his Abilities + in Poetry. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When the Great Cryer in that greater Room, + </div> + <div> + Calls <i>Faunt-le-roy</i>, and <i>Alexander Broome</i>, + </div> + <div> + The people wonder (as those heretofore, + </div> + <div> + When the Dumb spoke) to hear a Cryer Roar. + </div> + <div> + The kitling Crue of Cryers that do stand + </div> + <div> + With <i>Eunuchs</i> voices, squeaking on each hand, + </div> + <div> + Do signifie no more, compar'd to him, + </div> + <div> + Then Member <i>Allen</i> did to Patriot <i>Pim</i>. + </div> + <div> + Those make us laugh, while we do him adore; + </div> + <div> + Their's are but <i>Pistol</i>, his Mouths <i>Cannon-Bore</i>. + </div> + <div> + Now those same thirsty Spirits that endeavor, + </div> + <div> + To have their names enlarg'd, and last for ever, + </div> + <div> + Must be Attorneys of this Court, and so + </div> + <div> + His voice shall like Fame's loudest Trumpet blow + </div> + <div> + Their names about the world, and make them last, + </div> + <div> + While we can lend an Ear, or he a Blast. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He wrote besides those airy Fancies, several other Serious + Pieces; as also a Comedy called the <i>Cunning Lover</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_c" id="john_c"></a>Mr. <i>JOHN CLEVELAND</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This eminent Poet, the Wit of our age, was born at + <i>Hinckley</i>, a small Market Town in the County of + <i>Leicester</i>, where his Father was the Reverend and Learned + Minister of the place. <i>Fortes creantur e fortibus</i>, and + bred therein under Mr. <i>Richard Vines</i> his School-master, + where he attained to a great perfection in Learning, by choicest + Elegancies in Greek and Latin, more elegantly English; so that he + may be said to have lisped wit, like an English <i>Bard</i>, and + early ripe accomplished for the University. + </p> + <p> + From a loving Father and learned School-Master, he was sent to + <i>Christ Colledge</i> in <i>Cambridge</i>, where he proved such + an exquisite Orator, and pure Latinist, as those his Deserts + preferred him to a Fellowship in St. <i>Johns</i>. There he lived + about the space of nine Years, the Delight and Ornament of that + Society; what service as well as reputation he did it, let his + excellent Orations and Epistles speak: To which the Library oweth + much of its Learning, the Chapel much of its pious Decency, and + the Colledge much of its Renown. + </p> + <p> + He was (saith Dr. <i>Fuller</i>) a general Artist, pure Latinist, + exquisite Orator, and (which was his Master-Piece) eminent Poet; + whose verses in the time of the Civil War begun to be in great + request, both for their Wit and Zeal to the King's Cause, for + which indeed he appeared the first, if not only Champion in verse + against the <i>Presbyterian</i> party. His Epistles were pregnant + with Metaphors, carrying in them a difficult plainness, difficult + at the hearing, plain at the considering thereof. His lofty Fancy + may seem to stride from the top of one Mountain to the top of + another, so making to it self a constant Level and Champian of + continued Elevations. + </p> + <p> + These his eminent parts preferr'd him to be Rhetorick Reader, + which he performed with great Applause; and indeed, what was it + in which he did not excel? This alone may suffice for his Honour, + that after the Oration which he addressed to that incomparable + Prince of Blessed Memory, <i>Charles</i> the First; His Majesty + called for him, gave him his hand to Kiss, and (with great + expressions of kindness) commanded a Copy to be sent after him, + whither he was hasting that night. + </p> + <p> + Such who have <i>Clevelandiz'd</i>, that is, endeavoured to + imitate his Masculine stile, yet could never go beyond his Poem + of the <i>Hermaphrodite</i>; which though inserted into Mr. + <i>Randolphs</i> Poems (one of as high a tow'ring Wit as most in + that age;) yet is well known to be Mr. <i>Clevelands</i>; it + being not only made after Mr. <i>Randolph's</i> death, but hath + in it the very <i>vein</i> and strain of Mr. <i>Cleveland's</i> + Writing, walking from one height to another, in a constant Level + of continued Elevation. And indeed so elaborate are all his other + pieces of Poetry, as to praise one were to detract from the rest, + and are not to be the less valued by the Reader, because most + studyed by the Writer: Take but a taste of the Loftiness of his + stile, in those verses of his called <i>Smectymnuus</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Smectymnuus!</i> the Goblin makes me start, + </div> + <div> + I'th' name of Rabbi <i>Abraham</i>, what art? + </div> + <div> + <i>Syriack?</i> or <i>Arabick?</i> or <i>Welsh?</i> what + skilt? + </div> + <div> + <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Up'">Ap</ins> all the + Brick-layers that <i>Babel</i> built. + </div> + <div> + Some Conjurer translate, and let me know it; + </div> + <div> + Till then 'tis fit for a <i>West-Saxon</i> Poet. + </div> + <div> + But do the Brother-hood then play their prizes, + </div> + <div> + Like Mummers in Religion with Disguizes? + </div> + <div> + Out-brave us with a name in rank and file, + </div> + <div> + A name which if't were train'd would spread a mile; + </div> + <div> + The Saints Monopoly, the zealous Cluster, + </div> + <div> + Which like a Porcupine presents a Muster. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Thus he shined with equal Light and Influence, until that great + defection of Loyalty over-spread the Land, and Rebellion began to + unvizard it self; of which no Man had more sagacious + Prognosticks, of which take this one instance; when <i>Oliver + Cromwell</i> was in Election to be Burgess for the Town of + <i>Cambridge</i>, as he ingaged all his Friends and Interests to + oppose it; so when it was passed, he said with much passionate + zeal, <i>That single vote ruined both Church and Kingdom</i>; + such fatal events did he presage from his bloody Beak: For no + sooner did that <i>Harpey</i> appear in the University, but he + made good what was predicted of him, and he amongst others, that + were outed for their Loyalty, was turned out of his Fellowship at + St. <i>Johns</i>; out of which Loyal Colledge was then ejected + Dr. <i>Beal</i> the Master, thirteen Batchellors of Divinity, and + fourteen Masters of Art, besides Mr. <i>Cleveland</i>. + </p> + <p> + And now being forced from the Colledge, he betook himself to the + Camp, and particularly to <i>Oxford</i> the Head quarter of it, + as the most proper and proportionate Sphere for his Wit, + Learning, and Loyalty; and added no small Lustre to that famous + University, with which it shined before. + </p> + <p> + Here he managed his Pen as the highest Panegyrist (witness his + <i>Rupertismus</i>, his Elegy on the Bishop of <i>Canterbury</i>, + &c.) on the one side to draw out all good inclinations to + vertue: and the smartist Satyrist, exemplifi'd in the <i>Rebel + Scot</i>, the <i>Scots Apostacy</i>, which he presented with such + a Satyrical Fury, that the whole Nation fares the worse for it, + lying under a most grievous Poetical Censure. Such also were his + Poem of <i>The mixt Assembly</i>, his Character of a + <i>London</i> Diurnal, and a <i>Committee-Man</i>; Blows that + shakes triumphing Rebellion, reaching the Souls of those not to + be reached by Law or Power, striking each Traytor to a Paleness, + beyond that of any Loyal Corps, that bled by them; such + Characters being as indelible as Guilt stabs beyond Death. + </p> + <p> + From <i>Oxford</i>, his next stage was the Garrison of + <i>Newark</i>, where he was Judge Advocate until the Surrender + thereof; and by an excellent temperature of both, was a just and + prudent Judge for the King, and a faithful Advocate for the + Country. Here he drew up that excellent Answer and Rejoynder to a + Parliament Officer, who had sent him a Letter by occasion of one + <i>Hill</i>, that had deserted their side, and brought with him + to <i>Newark</i> the sum of 133 <i>l.</i> and 8<i>d.</i> I shall + only give you part of Mr. <i>Clevelands</i> Answer to his first + Letter, by which you may give an Estimate of the rest. + </p> + <p> + Sixthly, <i>Beloved it is so, that our Brother and + fellow-Labourer in the Gospel is Start aside; then this may serve + for an use of instruction, not to trust in Man, or in the Son of + Man. Did not</i> Demas <i>leave</i> Paul, <i>did not</i> Onesimus + <i>run from his Master</i> Philemon? <i>Also this should teach us + to employ our Talents, and not to lay them up in a Napkin</i>; + <i>had it been done among the Cavaliers, it had been just, then + the</i> Israelite <i>had spoiled the</i> Ægyptian: <i>but for</i> + Simeon <i>to plunder</i> Levi, + <i>that</i>—that—<i>&c.</i> + </p> + <p> + This famous Garrison was maintained with much courage and + resolution against the Besiegers, and not surrendred but by the + King's special Command, when first he had surrendred himself into + the hands of the <i>Scots</i>; in which action of that Royal + Martyr, we may conclude our <i>Cleveland Vates,</i> both Poet and + Prophet: For besides his passionate resentment of it in that + excellent Poem, <i>The Kings disguise</i>; upon some private + intelligence, three days before the King reached them, he foresaw + the pieces of Silver paying upon the banks of <i>Tweed</i>, and + that they were the price of his Sovereigns Blood, and predicted + the Tragical events. + </p> + <p> + Thenceforth he followed the fate of distressed Loyalty, subject + to the Malice and Vengeance of every Fanatick Spirit, which + seldom terminates but in a Goal, which befel this learned Person, + being long imprisoned at <i>Yarmouth</i>: where living in a + lingering Condition, and having small hopes of coming out, he + composed an Address to that Idol at <i>White-Hall, Oliver + Cromwell</i>, written with such Tow'ring Language, and so much + gallant Reason, as looked bigger than his Highness, shrinking + before the Majesty of his Pen, as <i>Felix</i> trembled before + <i>Paul</i>. So obtaining his Liberty, not by a servile + Submission, but rather a constrained Violence, neither injuring + his Conscience, nor betraying his Cause. + </p> + <p> + And so now with <i>Daniel</i> being delivered out of the Lyons + Den, he was courted to several places, (which contended as + emulously for his abode, as the seven <i>Grecian</i> Cities for + <i>Homers</i> Birth;) at last he setled in <i>Grays-Inn</i>, + which when he had enobled with some short time of his residence, + an intermitting Fever seized him, whereof he dyed, on + <i>Thursday</i> Morning, <i>April</i> the 29. 1658. from whence + his Body was brought to <i>Hunsden-House</i>, and on + <i>Saturday</i> being <i>May-day</i>, was buried at + <i>Colledgehill-Church</i>; His dear Friend Dr. <i>John + Pearson</i> (afterwards Lord Bishop of <i>Chester</i>) preached + his Funeral Sermon, who rendred this Reason; why he cautiously + declined all commending of the Party deceased, Because such + praising of him would not be adequate to any expectation in that + Auditory; seeing some, who knew him not, would think it far above + him, while those, who knew him must needs know it far below him. + </p> + <p> + Many there were who sought to eternize their own Names by + honouring his; some by Elegies, and other Devices, amongst the + rest one made this Anagram upon his name. + </p> + <div class="ctr"> + <p> + <i>J O H N C L E A V E L A N D</i>. + </p> + <p> + <i>H E L I C O N I A N D E W</i>. + </p> + </div> + <p> + The difficult Trifle (saith one) is rather well endeavoured, than + exactly performed. More happy were those Wits, who descanted on + him and his works in Verse, although so eminent a Poet was never + interred with fewer Elegies than he; for which we may assign two + Reasons, One that at that time the best Fancies of the <i>Royal + Party</i> were in restraint, so that we may in part think their + Muses confin'd, as well as their Bodies. Secondly, not to do it + to the heighth, were in a manner to dispraise him. However I + shall adventure to give you an instance in two, whereof the first + of Mr. <i>Edward Martin</i> of <i>London</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Ye Muses do not me deny; + </div> + <div> + I ever was your Votary. + </div> + <div> + And tell me, seeing you do daign + </div> + <div> + T'inspire and feed the hungry Brain; + </div> + <div> + With what choice Cates? With what choice <ins class= + "correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Face'">Fare?</ins> + </div> + <div> + To <i>Cleaveland's</i> fancy still repair? + </div> + <div> + Fond Man, say they, why do'st thou question thus? + </div> + <div> + Ask rather with what Nectar he feeds us. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + The other by Mr. <i>A.B.</i> printed before Mr. + <i>Cleveland's</i> Works. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Cleaveland</i> again his sacred head doth raise, + </div> + <div> + Even in the dust crown'd with immortal Bayes, + </div> + <div> + Again with verses arm'd that once did fright + </div> + <div> + <i>Lycambe's</i> Daughters from the hated Light, + </div> + <div> + Sets his bold foot on Reformations neck, + </div> + <div> + And triumphs o'er the vanquisht Monster <i>Smec</i>; + </div> + <div> + That <i>Hydra</i> whose proud heads did so encrease, + </div> + <div> + That it deserv'd no less an <i>Hercules</i>. + </div> + <div> + This, this is he who in Poetick Rage, + </div> + <div> + With Scorpions lash'd the Madness of the age; + </div> + <div> + Who durst the fashions of the times despise, + </div> + <div> + And be a Wit when all Mankind grew wise. + </div> + <div> + When formal Beards at Twenty one were seen, + </div> + <div> + And men grew Old almost as soon as Men: + </div> + <div> + Who in those daies when reason, wit, and sence + </div> + <div> + Were by the Zealots grave Impertinence + </div> + <div> + <i>Ycliped</i> Folly, and in Ve-ri-ty + </div> + <div> + Did savour rankly of Carnality. + </div> + <div> + When each notch'd Prentice might a Poet prove. + </div> + <div> + For warbling through the Nose a Hymn of Love, + </div> + <div> + When sage <i>George Withers</i> and grave <i>William + Prin</i>, + </div> + <div> + Himself might for a Poets share put in: + </div> + <div> + Yet then could write with so much art and skill, + </div> + <div> + That <i>Rome</i> might envy his Satyrick Quill; + </div> + <div> + And crabbed <i>Persins</i> his hard lines give ore, + </div> + <div> + And in disdain beat his brown Desk no more. + </div> + <div class="i2"> + How I admire the <i>Cleaveland</i>! when I weigh + </div> + <div> + Thy close-wrought Sense, and every line survey! + </div> + <div> + They are not like those things which some compose, + </div> + <div> + Who in a maze of Words the Sense do lose. + </div> + <div> + Who spin one thought into so long a thread, + </div> + <div> + And beat their Wit we thin to make it spread; + </div> + <div> + Till 'tis too fine for our weak eyes to find, + </div> + <div> + And dwindles into Nothing in the end. + </div> + <div> + No; they'r above the Genius of this Age, + </div> + <div> + Each word of thine swells pregnant with a Page. + </div> + <div> + Then why do some Mens nicer ears complain, + </div> + <div> + Of the uneven Harshness of thy strain? + </div> + <div> + Preferring to the vigour of thy Muse + </div> + <div> + Some smooth weak Rhymer, that so gently flowes, + </div> + <div> + That Ladies may his easy strains admire, + </div> + <div> + And melt like Wax before the softning fire. + </div> + <div> + Let such to Women write, you write to Men; + </div> + <div> + We study thee, when we but play with them. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_bi" id="john_bi"></a>Sir <i>JOHN BERKENHEAD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>John Berkenhead</i> was a Gentleman, whose Worth and + deserts were too high for me to delineate. He was a constant + Assertor of his Majesties Cause in its lowest Condition, painting + the Rebels forth to the life in his <i>Mercurius Aulicus</i> and + other Writings; his <i>Zany Brittanicus</i> who wrote against + him, being no more his Equal, than a Dwarf to a Gyant, or the + goodness of his cause to that of the Kings; for this his Loyalty + he suffered several Imprisonments, yet always constant to his + first Principles. His skill in Poetry was such, that one thus + writes of him. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Whil'st Lawrel sprigs anothers head shall Crown, + </div> + <div> + Thou the whole Grove mayst challenge as thy Own. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He survived to see his Majesties happy Restoration, and some of + them hanged who used their best endeavor to do the same by him. + As for his learned Writings, those who are ignorant of them, must + plead ignorance both to Wit and Learning. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_w" id="robert_w"></a>Dr. <i>ROBERT WILD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + He was one, and not of the meanest of the Poetical Cassock, being + in some sort a kind of an <i>Anti-Cleaveland</i>, writing as + high, and standing up as stifly for the <i>Presbyterians</i>, as + ever <i>Cleaveland</i> did against them: But that which most + recommended him to publick fame, was his <i>Iter Roreale</i>, the + same in Title though not in Argument, with that little, but much + commended Poem of Dr. <i>Corbets</i> mentioned before. This being + upon General <i>Monk's</i> Journey out of <i>Scotland</i>, in + order to his Majesties Restoration, and is indeed the Cream and + flower of all his Works, and look't upon for a lofty and + conceited Stile. His other things are for the most part of a + tepid and facetious nature, reflecting on others, who as sharply + retorted upon him, for he that throwes stones at other, 'tis ten + to one but is hit with a stone himself; one of them playing upon + his red face thus. I <i>like the Man that carries in his + Face,</i> <i>the tincture of that bloody banner he fights under, + and would not have any Mans countenance, prove so much an + Hypocrite to cross a French Proverb.</i> + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + His Nose plainly proves, + </div> + <div> + What pottage he loves. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Hear one of their reflections upon him, on his humble thanks, for + his Majesties Declaration for Liberty of Confidence. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When first the <i>Hawkers</i> bawl'd 'ith' streets + <i>Wild</i>'s name, + </div> + <div> + A lickerish longing to my Pallat came; + </div> + <div> + A feast of Wit I look't for, but, alass! + </div> + <div> + The meat smelt strong, and too much <i>Sawce</i> there was, + <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Indeed his strain, had it been fitted to a right key, might have + equal'd the chiefest of his age. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="abraham_c" id="abraham_c"></a>Mr. <i>ABRAHAM COWLEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Gentleman was one, who may well be stil'd the glory of our + Nation, both of the present and past ages, whole early Muse began + to dawn at the Thirteenth year of his age, being then a Scholar + at <i>Westminster</i>-School which produc'd two little Poems, the + one called <i>Antonius</i> and <i>Melida</i>, the other + <i>Pyramus</i> and <i>Thisbe</i>; discovering in them a maturity + of Sence far above the years that writ them; shewing by these his + early Fruits, what in time his stock of worth would come to. And + indeed Fame was not deceived in him of its Expectation, he having + built a lasting Monument of his worth to posterity, in that + compleat Volume of his Works, divided into four parts: His + Mistress, being the amorous Prolusions of his youthful Muse; his + Miscelanies, or Poems of various arguments; his most admired + Heroick Poem <i>Davideis</i>, the first Books whereof he compos'd + while but a young Student at <i>Trinity</i>-Colledge in + <i>Cambridge</i>; and lastly, that is, in order of time though + not of place, his <i>Pindaric Odes</i>, so call'd from the + Measure, in which he translated the first <i>Ithmian</i> and + <i>Nemean Odes</i>, where as the form of those <i>Odes</i> in the + <i>Original</i> is very different, yet so well were they approved + by succeeding Authors, that our primest Wits have hitherto driven + a notable Trade in <i>Pindaric Odes</i>. But besides these his + <i>English</i> Poems, there is extant of his writing a Latine + Volume by it self, containing a Poem of Herbs and Plants: Also he + Translated two Books of his <i>Davideis</i> into Latine Verse, + which is in the large Volume amongst the rest of his Works. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="edmond_w" id="edmond_w"></a>Mr. <i>EDMOND WALLER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Gentleman is one of the most fam'd Poets, and that not + undeservedly of the present age, excelling in the charming Sweets + of his Lyrick Odes, or amorous Sonnets, as also in his other + occasional Poems both smooth and strenuous, rich of Conceit, and + eloquently adorned with proper Similies: view his abilities in + this Poem of his, concerning the Puissance of our Navies, and the + <i>English</i> Dominion at Sea. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Lords of the Worlds great Wast, the Ocean, we + </div> + <div> + Whole Forrests send to reign upon the Sea; + </div> + <div> + And every Coast may trouble or relieve, + </div> + <div> + But none can visit us without our leave; + </div> + <div> + Angels and we have this Prerogative, + </div> + <div> + That none can at our happy Seat arrive, + </div> + <div> + While we descend at pleasure to invade + </div> + <div> + The bad with Vengeance, or the good to aid: + </div> + <div> + Our little world the image of the great, + </div> + <div> + Like that amidst the boundless Ocean set, + </div> + <div> + Of her own growth has all that Nature craves, + </div> + <div> + And all that's rare as Tribute from the waves. + </div> + <div> + <i>As Ægypt</i> does not on the Clouds rely, + </div> + <div> + But to her <i>Nyle</i> owes more then to the sky; + </div> + <div> + So what our Earth, and what our Heaven denies, + </div> + <div> + Our ever constant friend, the Sea supplies. + </div> + <div> + The tast of hot <i>Arabia's</i> Spice we know, + </div> + <div> + Free from the Scorching Sun that makes it grow; + </div> + <div> + Without the worm, in <i>Persian</i> Silks we shine, + </div> + <div> + And without Planting drink of every Vine; + </div> + <div> + To dig for wealth we weary not our limbs, + </div> + <div> + Gold, though the heaviest metal, hither swims. + </div> + <div> + Ours is the Harvest where the <i>Indians</i> mow, + </div> + <div> + We plough the deep, and reap what others Sow. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + I shall only add two lines more of his, quoted by several + Authors. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + All that the Angels do above, + </div> + <div> + Is that they sing; and that they love. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + In sum, this our Poet was not Inferior to <i>Carew</i>, + <i>Lovelace</i>, nor any of those who were accounted the + brightest Stars in the Firmament of Poetry. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_de" id="john_de"></a>Sir <i>JOHN DENHAM</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>John Denham</i> was a Gentleman, who to his other Honors + had this added; that he was one of the Chief of the <i>Delphick + Quire</i>, and for his Writings worthy to be Crowned with a + wreath of Stars. The excellency of his Poetry may be seen in his + <i>Coopers Hill</i>, which whosoever shall deny, may be accounted + no Friends to the Muses: His Tragedy of the <i>Sophy</i>, is + equal to any of the Chiefest Authors, which with his other Works + bound together in one Volume, will make his name Famous to all + Posterity. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_d" id="william_d"></a>Sir <i>WILLIAM + DAVENANT</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>William Davenant</i>, may be accounted one of the Chiefest + of <i>Apollo's</i> Sons, for the great Fluency of his Wit and + Fancy: Especially his <i>Gondibert</i>, the Crown of all his + other Writings; to which Mr. <i>Hobbs</i> of <i>Malmsbury</i> + wrote a Preface, wherein he extolleth him to the Skyes; wherein + no wonder (sayes one) if Compliment and Friendly Compliance do a + little biass and over-sway Judgment. He also wrote a Poem + entituled <i>Madagascur</i>, also a <i>Farrago</i> of his + Juvenile, and other Miscelaneous Pieces: But his Chiefest matter + was what he wrote for the <i>English</i> Stage, of which was four + Comedies, <i>viz.</i> <i>Love and Honour</i>, <i>The Man is the + Master</i>; <i>The Platonick Lovers</i>; and <i>The Wits</i>. + Three Tragedies; <i>Albovine</i>, <i>The Cruel Brother</i>, and + <i>The unfortunate Lovers</i>. Two Tragi-Comedies, the <i>Just + Italian</i>; and the <i>Lost Lady</i>. And Six Masques, + <i>viz.</i> <i>Brittania Triumphans</i>; <i>The Cruelty of + the</i> Spaniards <i>in</i> Peru; <i>Drakes</i> History First + Part; <i>Siege of Rhodes</i> in two Parts, and <i>The temple of + Love</i>; Besides his Musical Drama's, when the usual Playes were + not suffered to be Acted, whereof he was the first Reviver and + Improver by painted Scenes after his Majesties Restoration; + erecting a new Company of Actors, under the Patronage of the Duke + of <i>York</i>. + </p> + <p> + Now this our Poet, as he was a Wit himself, so did several of the + Wits play upon him; amongst others Sir <i>John Suckling</i> in + his Session of the Poets hath these Verses. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Will Davenant</i> asham'd of a Foolish mischance + </div> + <div> + That he had got lately Travelling into <i>France</i>; + </div> + <div> + Modestly hoped the Handsomness of's Muse, + </div> + <div> + Might any Deformity about him excuse. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + And + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Surely the Company would have been content, + </div> + <div> + If they could have found any President; + </div> + <div> + But in all their Records either in Verse or Prose, + </div> + <div> + There was not one Laureat without a Nose. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + His Works since his Death have been fairly Published in a large + Volume; to which I refer my Reader. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="george_wa" id="george_wa"></a>Sir <i>GEORGE WHARTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + He was one was a good Souldier, Famous Mathematician, and an + excellent Poet; alwayes Loyal to his Prince: For whose Service he + raised a Troop of Horse at his own Charge, of which he became + Captain himself; and with much Gallantry and Resolution behaved + himself. Nor was he less serviceable to the Royal Cause with his + Pen, of which he was a resolute Assertor: Suffering very much by + Imprisonment, even to the apparent hazard of his Life. He having + so Satyrically wounded them in his <i>Elenctichus</i>, as left + indelible Characters of <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Infancy'">Infamy</ins> upon + their Actions. His Excellent Works collected into one Volume, and + Published in the Year, 1683. By the Ingenious Mr. <i>Gadbury</i>, + are a sufficient Testimony of his Learning, Ingenuity and + Loyalty; to which I refer the Reader. + </p> + <p> + In sum, as he participated of his Masters Sufferings; So did he + enjoy the Benefit of his Restoration, having given him a Place of + great Honor and Profit, with which he lived in Credit and + Reputation all the days of his Life. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="robert_h" id="robert_h"></a>Sir <i>ROBERT HOWARD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>Robert Howard</i>, of the Noble Family of the Earls of + <i>Berk-shire</i>, a Name so reverenced, as it had Six Earls at + one time of that Name. This Noble Person to his other Abilities, + which Capacitated him for a Principal Office in his Majesties + Exchequer; attained to a considerable Fame by his Poetical Works: + Especially for what he hath written to the Stage, <i>viz</i>. The + <i>Blind Lady</i>; <i>The Committee</i>; and <i>The + Surprizal</i>, Comedies; The <i>Great Favorite</i>, and <i>The + Vestal Virgin</i>, Tragedies; <i>Inforc'd Marriage</i>, a + Tragi-Comedy, and <i>The Indian Queen</i> a Dramatick History. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="cavendish" id="cavendish"></a><i>WILLIAM CAVENDISH</i> + <br /> + Duke of <i>New-Castle</i> + </h2> + <p> + This Honourable Person, for his eminent Services to his Prince + and Country, preferred from Earl to Duke of <i>New-Castle</i>; + was a Person equally addicted both to Arms and Arts, which will + eternize his Name to all Posterity, so long as Learning, Loyalty, + and Valour shall be in Fashion. He wrote a splendid Treatise of + the Art of Horsemanship, in which his Experience was no less than + his Delight; as also two Comedies, <i>The Variety</i>, and the + <i>Country Captain</i>. Nor was his Dutchess no less busied in + those ravishing Delights of Poetry, leaving to Posterity in Print + three ample Volumes of Her studious Endeavors; one of Orations, + the second of Philosophical Notions and Discourses, and the third + of Dramatick and other kinds of Poetry, of which five Comedies, + <i>viz.</i> <i>The Bridalls</i>; <i>Blazing World</i>; <i>Covent + of Pleasure</i>; <i>the Presence</i>; and <i>The Sociable + Companions, or Female Wits</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_k" id="william_k"></a>Sir <i>WILLIAM + KILLIGREW</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Sir <i>William Killigrew</i> was one whose Wings of Fancy + displayed as high Invention, as most of the Sons of + <i>Phoebus</i> of his time; contributing to the Stage five + Playes, <i>viz.</i> <i>Ormardes</i>, <i>The Princess, or Love at + first sight</i>; <i>Selindra</i>, and <i>The Seige</i> of + <i>Urbin</i>, Tragi-Comedies; and a Comedy called <i>Pandora</i>. + To whom we may joyn Mr. <i>Thomas Killigrew</i>, who also wrote + five Plays, <i>viz.</i> <i>The Parsons Wedding</i>; and + <i>Thomaso, or the Wanderer</i>, Comedies; the <i>Pilgrim</i> a + Tragedy; and <i>Clarasilla</i>, and <i>The Prisoners</i>, + Tragi-Comedies. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_st" id="john_st"></a><i>JOHN STUDLEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Was one who besides other things which he wrote, contributed to + the Stage four Tragedies, <i>viz.</i> <i>Agamemnon</i>, + <i>Hyppolitus</i>, <i>Hercules Oetes</i>, and <i>Medea</i>, and + therefore thought worthy to have a Place amongst the rest of our + <i>English</i> Poets. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_ta" id="john_ta"></a><i>JOHN TATHAM</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Tatham</i> was one, whose Muse began to bud with his + Youth, which produced early Blossomes, of not altogether + Contemptible Poetry, in a Collection of Poems entituled <i>Fancys + Theater</i>; which was usher'd into the World by divers of the + Chief Wits of that age. He was afterwards City Poet, making those + Speeches and Representations used at the Lord Mayors show, and + other Publick Meetings. He also contributed to the Stage four + plays, <i>viz</i>. The <i>Scots Fegaries</i> and <i>The Rump, or + Mirror of the late times</i>, Comedies; the <i>Distracted + State</i>, a Tragedy, and <i>Love crowns the End</i>; a + Tragy-Comedy. Here a tast of his juvenile wit in his <i>Fancys + Theater</i> speaking in the Person of <i>Momus</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + How now presumptuous Lad, think st thou that we + </div> + <div> + Will be disturb'd with this thy Infancy + </div> + <div> + Of Wit?— + </div> + <div> + Or does thy amorous Thoughts beget a flame, + </div> + <div> + (Beyond its merit) for to court the name + </div> + <div> + Of Poet; or is't common row a days + </div> + <div> + Such slender Wits dare claim such things as Bays? + <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_j" id="thomas_j"></a><i>THOMAS JORDEN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Contemporary with him was <i>Thomas Jorden</i>, and of much like + equal Fame; indulging his Muse more to vulgar Fancies, then to + the high flying wits of those times, yet did he write three + Plays, <i>viz.</i> <i>Mony's an Ass</i>; and <i>The Walks of</i> + Islington <i>and</i> Hogsden, Comedies; and <i>Fancys + Festivals</i>, a Mask. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="hugh_c" id="hugh_c"></a><i>HUGH CROMPTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + He was born a Gentleman, and bred up a Scholar, but his Father + not leaving him Means enough to support the one, and the Times in + that Condition, that without Money Learning is little regarded; + he therefore betook him to a Gentile Employment, which his + Learning had made him capable to do; but the succession of a + worse fate disemploying him, as he himself saith in his Epistle + to the Reader of his Book, entituled, <i>Pierides, or the Muses + Mount</i>, he betook him to his Pen, (that Idleness might not + sway) which in time produced a Volume of Poems, which to give you + a tast of the briskness of his Muse, I shall instance in a few + lines, in one or two of them. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When I remember what mine eyes have seen, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And what mine Ears have heard, + </div> + <div> + Concerning Muses too young and green; + </div> + <div class="i2"> + And how they have been jear'd, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + T' expose my own I am afear'd. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + And yet this fear decreases, when I call + </div> + <div class="i2"> + To my tempestuous mind, + </div> + <div> + How the strong loins of <i>Phoebus</i> Children all, + </div> + <div class="i2"> + Have faln by Censures mind: + </div> + <div> + And in their road what Rocks they find. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He went over afterwards into <i>Ireland</i>, where he continued + for some time; but whether he dyed there or no, I am not certain. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="edmund_p" id="edmund_p"></a><i>EDMUND PRESTWICH</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Edmund Prestwich</i>, was one who deservedly cometh in as a + Member of the Noble Society of Poets, being the Author of an + ingenious Comedy called the <i>Hectors</i>, or <i>False + Challenge</i>; as also <i>Hippolytus</i> a Tragedy; what ever he + might have written besides, which may not have come to my + knowledge. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="pagan_f" id="pagan_f"></a><i>PAGAN FISHER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Paganus Piscator</i>, vulgarly <i>Fisher</i>, was a notable + Undertaker in Latin Verse, and had well deserved of his Country, + had not lucre of Gain and private Ambition over-swayed his Pen, + to favour successful Rebellion. He wrote in Latin his + <i>Marston-Moor; A Gratulatory Ode of Peace</i>; Englished + afterwards by <i>Thomas Manley</i>, and other Latin pieces, + besides English ones, not a few, which (as we said) might have + been meriting, had not those worldly Considerations over-swayed + the Dictates of his own Conscience. But this his temporizing with + the Times, preferred him to be Poet Laureat (if that were any + Preferment) to that notorious Traytor <i>Oliver Cromwell</i>; to + whom being Usurper, if his Muse did homage, it must be considered + (saith Mr. <i>Phillips</i>) that Poets in all times have been + inclinable to ingratiate themselves with the highest in Power, by + what Title so ever. + </p> + <p> + However it was, I have heard him often confess his Unhappiness + therein: and imparted to me a design he had, of committing to + memory the Monuments of the several Churches in <i>London</i> and + <i>Westminster</i>; not only those mentioned by <i>Stow</i> and + <i>Weaver</i>, but also those who have been erected since, which + might have been of great use to Posterity, had it been done + before the great Conflagration of the Fire, thereby preserving + many Monuments, endangered since to be lost, but Death + interposing hindred him of his Design. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="edward_s" id="edward_s"></a><i>EDWARD SHIRBURN</i>, Esq; + </h2> + <p> + <i>Edward Shirburn</i> (saith a learned Author) was intimately + knowing as well of the ancient Greek and Latin, as of the + choicest of modern Poets, both <i>Italian</i>, <i>French</i>, and + <i>Spanish</i>; and in what he hath elegantly and judiciously + Translated either of the former or latter; in the Translating of + which he hath discovered a more pure Poetical Fancy, than many + others can justly pretend to in their Original Works. Nor was his + Genius confined only to Poetry, his Version of those Books of + <i>Manilius</i>, which relate meerly to Astronomy, is a very + Noble Work, being set forth with most exact Notes, and other + learned and proper Illustrations. Besides many other genuine + Pieces which he wrote. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_q" id="john_q"></a><i>JOHN QUARLES</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Quarles</i>, Son to <i>Francis Quarles</i>, Esq; may be + said to be born a Poet, and that his Father's Genius was infused + into him; nor was he less Loyal in his Principles to his Prince, + writing besides several other Works, an Elegy on the Lord + <i>Capell</i>, and <i>A Curse against the Enemies of Peace</i>; + of which I remember those were the two last lines. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + That all the world may hear them hiss and cry, + </div> + <div> + Who loves no peace, in peace shall never die. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was also addicted to Arms, as well as Arts, and, as I have + been informed, was a Captain in the King's Army, but then Loyalty + suffering an Eclipse, he came up to <i>London</i>, and continued + there till the great Sickness, which swept away of the Pestilence + no fewer than 68586 persons, amongst whom this unfortunate + Gentleman was one, tho to my knowledge, to prevent it, he might + have been kindly welcom to his worthy Kinsman, Mr. <i>William + Holgate</i> of <i>Saffron-Walden</i> in <i>Essex</i>, but Fate + had decreed it otherwise. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_mi" id="john_mi"></a><i>JOHN MILTON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Milton</i> was one, whose natural parts might deservedly + give him a place amongst the principal of our English Poets, + having written two Heroick Poems and a Tragedy; namely, + <i>Paradice Lost</i>, <i>Paradice Regain'd</i>, and <i>Sampson + Agonista</i>; But his Fame is gone out like a Candle in a Snuff, + and his Memory will always stink, which might have ever lived in + honourable Repute, had not he been a notorious Traytor, and most + impiously and villanously bely'd that blessed Martyr King + <i>Charles</i> the First. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_o" id="john_o"></a><i>JOHN OGILBY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Ogilby</i> was one, who from a late Initiation into + Literature, made such a Progress therein, as might well stile him + to be the Prodigy of his time, sending into the world so many + large and learned Volumes, as well in Verse as in Prose, as will + make posterity much indebted to his Memory. His Volumes in Prose + were his <i>Atlas</i>, and other Geographical Works, which gained + him the Style and Office of the King's Cosmographer. In Verse his + Translations of <i>Homer</i> and <i>Virgil</i>, done to the Life, + and adorned with most excellent Sculptures; but above all, as + composed <i>Propria</i> <i>Minerva</i>; his Paraphrase upon + <i>Æsop's</i> Fables, which for Ingenuity and Fancy, besides the + Invention of new Fables, is generally confest to have exceeded + what ever hath been done before in that kind. He also set forth + King <i>Charles</i> the Second his Entertainment through + <i>London</i>, when he went to his Coronation, with most + admirable Cuts of the several Pageants as he passed through, and + Explanations upon them. And that which added a great grace to his + Works, he printed them all on special good Paper, and had them + printed on very good Letter. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="richard_f" id="richard_f"></a>Sir <i>RICHARD + FANSHAW</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This worthy Gentleman, one of <i>Apollo's</i> chiefest Sons, was + Secretary to King <i>Charles</i> the Second, when Prince of + <i>Wales</i>, and after his Restoration, his Embassadour to + <i>Spain</i>, where he died. His Employments were such, as one + would think he should have had no time for Poetical Diversions, + yet at leisure times he Translated <i>Guarini's Pastor Fido</i> + into English Verse, and <i>Spencer's Shepherds Callendar</i> into + Latin Verse. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="orrery" id="orrery"></a><i>ROGER BOILE</i>, Lord + <i>Broghil</i>, + <br /> + Earl of <i>Orrery</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Noble Person, the credit of the <i>Irish</i> Nobility for + Wit and ingenious Parts, and who had the command of a smooth + Stile, both in Prose and Verse; in which last he hath written + several Dramatick Histories, as <i>Mustapha</i>, <i>Edward</i> + the Third, <i>Henry</i> the Fifth, and <i>Tryphon</i>, all of + them with good success and applause, as writing after the French + way of Rhyme, now of late very much in Fashion. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_ho" id="thomas_ho"></a><i>THOMAS HOBBS</i> of + <i>Malmsbury</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This noted Person, who gave occasion for so many Pens to band + against him, is of the more consideration, for what he hath + either judged or writ in Poetry; but his <i>Leviathan</i>, which + he wrote in Prose, caused the Pen of a no less than a learned + Bishop to write against him. He wrote a Preface to <i>Davenant's + Gondibert</i>, where no wonder if Complement and friendly + Compliance do a little byass and over-sway Judgment. His Latin + Poem <i>De Mirabilibus Pexi</i>, wanteth not due Commendation. + After many bustles in the world, he sequestred himself wholly to + <i>Malmsbury</i>, where he died better inform'd (as I have heard) + of the Deity, than in the former part of his life he seemeth to + have been. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="rochester" id="rochester"></a>Earl of <i>ROCHESTER</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Earl for Poetical Wit, was accounted the chief of his time; + his Numbers flowing with so smooth and accute a Strain, that had + they been all confined within the bounds of Modesty, we might + well affirm they were unparallel'd; yet was not his Muse + altogether so loose, but that with his Mirth he mixed + Seriousness, and had a knack at once to tickle the Fancy, and + inform the Judgement. Take a taste of the fluency of his Muse, in + the Poem which he wrote <i>in Defence of Satyr</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When <i>Shakespeare</i>, <i>Johnson</i>, <i>Fletcher</i> + rul'd the Stage, + </div> + <div> + They took so bold a freedom with the Age, + </div> + <div> + That there was scarce a Knave, or Fool in Town, + </div> + <div> + Of any note, but had his Picture shown; + </div> + <div> + And (without doubt) tho some it may offend. + </div> + <div> + Nothing helps more than Satyr, to amend + </div> + <div> + Ill Manners, or is trulier Vertues Friend. + </div> + <div> + Princes may Laws ordain, Priests gravely preach, + </div> + <div> + But Poets most successfully will teach. + </div> + <div> + For as the Passing-Bell frights from his meat + </div> + <div> + The greedy Sick-man, that too much wou'd eat; + </div> + <div> + So when a Vice ridiculous is made, + </div> + <div> + Our Neighbours Shame keeps us from growing bad. + </div> + <div> + But wholsom Remedies few Palats please, + </div> + <div> + Men rather love what flatters their Disease. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Pimps, Parasites, Buffoons, and all the Crew + </div> + <div> + That under Friendship's name weak man undo; + </div> + <div> + Find their false service kindlier understood, + </div> + <div> + Than such as tell bold Truths to do us good. + </div> + <div> + Look where you will, and you shall hardly find + </div> + <div> + A man without some sickness of the Mind. + </div> + <div> + In vain we wise wou'd seem, while every Lust + </div> + <div> + Whisks us about, as Whirlwinds do the Dust. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Here for some needless gain a Wretch is hurld + </div> + <div> + From Pole to Pole, and slav'd about the World; + </div> + <div> + While the reward of all his pains and cares, + </div> + <div> + Ends in that despicable thing, his Heir. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + There a vain Fop mortgages all his Land + </div> + <div> + To buy that gaudy Play-thing, a Command; + </div> + <div> + To ride a Cock-horse, wear a Scarf at's —— + </div> + <div> + And play the Pudding in a <i>May-pole Farce</i>. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Here one, whom God to make a Fool thought fit, + </div> + <div> + In spight of Providence, will be a Wit: + </div> + <div> + But wanting strength t'uphold his ill made choice, + </div> + <div> + Sets up with Lewdness, Blasphemy, and Noise. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + There at his Mistress feet a Lover lies, + </div> + <div> + And for a Tawdry painted Baby dies; + </div> + <div> + Falls on his knees, adores and is afraid + </div> + <div> + Of the vain Idol he himself has made. + </div> + <div> + These, and a thousand Fools unmention'd here, + </div> + <div> + Hate Poets all, because they Poets fear. + </div> + <div> + Take heed (they cry) yonder mad Dog will bite, + </div> + <div> + He cares not whom he falls on in his fit: + </div> + <div> + Come but in's way, and strait a new <i>Lampoon</i> + </div> + <div> + Shall spread your mangled fame about the Town + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This Earl died in the Flower of his Age, and though his Life + might be somewhat Extravagant, yet he is said to have dyed + Penitently; and to have made a very good End. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_f" id="thomas_f"></a>Mr. <i>THOMAS FLATMAN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>Thomas Flatman</i>, a Gentleman once of the middle Temple, + of Extraordinary Parts, equally ingenious in the two Noble + Faculties of Painting and Poetry; as by the several choice Pieces + that have been seen of his Pourtraying and Limning, and by his + Book of Poems, which came out about Fourteen or Fifteen Years + ago, sufficiently appeareth: The so much Celebrated Song of the + Troubles of Marriage, is ascribed to him. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Like a Dog with a Bottle tyed close to his Taile, + </div> + <div> + Like a Tory in a Bog, or a Thief in a Jail, <i>&c.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="martin_l" id="martin_l"></a><i>MARTIN LUELLIN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Gentleman was bred up a Student in <i>Christ-Church</i> in + <i>Oxford</i>; where he addicted his Mind to the sweet Delights + of Poetry, writing an Ingenious Poem, entituled, <i>Men + Miracles</i>, which came forth into the World with great + applause. The times being then when there was not only <i>Cobling + Preaching</i>, but <i>Preaching Coblers</i>; he followed the + practice of Physick, and whether he be yet living is to me + unknown. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="edmond_f" id="edmond_f"></a><i>EDMOND FAIRFAX</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Edmond Fairfax</i>, a most judicious, elegant, and approved + Poet, and who we should have remembred before: But better out of + due place, than not at all. This judicious Poet Translated that + most exquisite Poem of <i>Torquato Tasso</i>, the Prince of + <i>Italian</i> Heroick Poets, which for the Exactness of his + Version, is judged by some not inferior to the Original it self. + He also wrote some other things of his own Genius, which have + passed in the World with a general applause. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="henry_k" id="henry_k"></a><i>HENRY KING</i> Bishop of + <i>Chichester</i>. + </h2> + <p> + This Reverend Prelate, a great lover of Musick, Poetry, and other + ingenious Arts; amongst his other graver Studies, had some + Excursions into those pleasing Delights of Poetry; and as he was + of an Obliging Conversation for his Wit and Fancy; so was he also + very Grave and Pious in his Writings; Witness his Printed Sermons + on the Lords Prayer, and others which he Preached on several + Occasions. His Father was <i>John King</i>, Bishop of + <i>London</i>; one full fraught with all Episcopal Qualities; who + died <i>Anno</i> 1618. and was Buried in the Quire of St. + <i>Paul's</i>, with the plain Epitaph of <i>Resurgam</i>: But + since a prime Wit did enlarge thereon, which for the Elegancy of + it, I cannot but commit it to Posterity. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Sad Relique of a blessed Soul, whose Trust + </div> + <div> + We Sealed up in this religious Dust. + </div> + <div> + O do not thy low Exequies suspect, + </div> + <div> + As the cheap Arguments of our neglect. + </div> + <div> + Twas a commanded Duty that thy Grave + </div> + <div> + As little Pride as thou thy self should have. + </div> + <div> + Therefore thy Covering is an humble Stone, + </div> + <div> + And but a Word<span class="fnref">[A]</span> for thy + Inscription. + </div> + <div> + When those that in the same Earth Neighbour thee, + </div> + <div> + Have each his Chronicle and Pedigree. + </div> + <div> + They have their waving Penons, and their Flags, + </div> + <div> + Of Matches and Alliance formal Brags. + </div> + <div> + When thou (although from Ancestors thou came, + </div> + <div> + Old as the Heptarchy, great as thy Name;) + </div> + <div> + Sleepest there inshrin'd in thy admired Parts, + </div> + <div> + And hast no Heraldry but thy Deserts. + </div> + <div> + Yet let not them their prouder Marbles boast, + </div> + <div> + For they rest with less Honour though more Cost. + </div> + <div> + Go search the World, and with your Mattock wound, + </div> + <div> + The groaning Bosom of the patient Ground: + </div> + <div> + Dig from the hidden Veins of her dark Womb, + </div> + <div> + All that is rare and precious for a Tomb. + </div> + <div> + Yet when much Treasure, and more time is spent, + </div> + <div> + You must grant his the Nobler Monument; + </div> + <div> + Whose Faith stands o're him for a Hearse, and hath + </div> + <div> + The <i>Resurrection</i> for his <i>Epitaph</i>. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <div class="note"> + <p> + [Footnote A: <i>Resurgam</i>] + </p> + </div> + <p> + This worthy Prelate was born in the same County, Town, House, and + Chamber with his Father; Namely, at <i>Warn hall</i> nigh + <i>Tame</i> in <i>Buckingham-shire</i>, and was Bred up at + <i>Christ-Church</i> in <i>Oxford</i>. in <i>Anno</i> 1641. when + Episcopacy was beheld by many in a deep <i>Consumption</i>, and + hoped by others that it would prove Mortal. To cure this, it was + conceived the most probable Cordial to prefer Persons into that + Order, not only unblameable for their Life, and eminent for their + Learning; but also generally, beloved, by all <ins class= + "correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: possibly 'disgaged or disengaged'">disegaged</ins> + People; and amongst these, King <i>Charles</i> advanced this our + Doctor, Bishop of <i>Chichester</i>. + </p> + <p> + But all would not do, their Innocency was so far from stopping + the Mouth of Malice; that Malice had almost swallowed them down + her Throat. Yet did he live to see the Restitution of his Order, + live a most religious Life, and at leisure times Composed his + generally admired and approved Version of <i>Davids</i> Psalms + into <i>English</i> Meetre. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_man" id="thomas_man"></a><i>THOMAS MANLEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Manley</i> was (saith my Author) one of the Croud of + Poetical writers of the late King's Time. He wrote among other + things the History of <i>Job</i> in verse; and Translated into + <i>English</i>, <i>Pagan Father</i> his <i>Congratulatory Ode of + Peace</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="lewis_g" id="lewis_g"></a>Mr. <i>LEWYS GRIFFIN</i>. + </h2> + <p> + He was born (as he informed me himself) in <i>Rutland shire</i>, + and bred up in the University of <i>Cambridge</i>; where proving + an Excellent Preacher, he was after some time preferred to be a + Minister of St. <i>George's</i> Church in <i>Southwark</i>; where + being outed for Marrying two Sisters without their Friends + Consent, He was afterwards beneficed at <i>Colchester</i> in + <i>Essex</i>; where he continued all the time during a sore + Pestilence raged there. He wrote a Book of <i>Essays and + Characters</i>, an excellent Piece; also <i>The Doctrine of the + Ass</i>, of which I remember these two lines. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Devils pretences always were Divine, + </div> + <div> + A Knave may have an Angel for a Sign. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He wrote also a Book called <i>The Presbyterian Bramble</i>; with + several other Pieces, in Defence of the King and the Church. Now + to shew you the Acuteness of his Wit, I will give you an + Instance: The first year that <i>Poor Robin</i>'s Almanack came + forth (about Six and Twenty Years ago) there was cut for it a + Brass Plate; having on one side of it the Pictures of King + <i>Charles</i> the First, the Earl of <i>Stafford</i>, the + Arch-Bishop of <i>Canterbury</i>, the Earl of <i>Darby</i>, the + Lord <i>Capel</i>, and Dr. <i>Hewit</i>; all six adorned with + Wreaths of Lawrel. On the other side was, <i>Oliver Cromwell</i>, + <i>Bradshaw</i>, <i>Ireton</i>, <i>Scot</i>, <i>Harrison</i>, and + <i>Hugh Peters</i>, hanging in Halters: Betwixt which was placed + the Earl of <i>Essex</i>, and Mr. <i>Christopher Love</i>; upon + which plate he made these Verses. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Bless us, what have we here! What sundry Shapes + </div> + <div> + Salute our Eyes! have Martyrs too their Apes? + </div> + <div> + Sure 'tis the War of Angels, for you'd Swear + </div> + <div> + That here stood <i>Michael</i>, and the <i>Dragon</i> there. + </div> + <div> + <i>Tredescan</i> is out vy'd, for we engage + </div> + <div> + Both <i>Heaven</i> and <i>Hell</i> in an Octavo Page. + </div> + <div> + <i>Martyrs</i> and <i>Traytors</i>, rallied six to six, + </div> + <div> + Half fled unto <i>Olimpus</i>, half to <i>Styx</i>. + </div> + <div> + Joyn'd with two Neuters, some Condemn, some Praise, + </div> + <div> + They hang betwixt the <i>Halters</i> and the <i>Bayes</i>; + </div> + <div> + For 'twixt <i>Nolls</i> Torment, and Great <i>Charles's</i> + Glory, + </div> + <div> + There, there's the <i>Presbyterian</i> purgatory. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He died (as I am informed) at <i>Colcester</i>, about the Year of + our Lord 1670. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_dau" id="john_dau"></a><i>JOHN DAUNCEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Dauncey</i>, a true Son of <i>Apollo</i>, and + <i>Bacchus</i>; was one who had an Excellent Command of his Pen, + a fluent Stile, and quick Invention: nor did any thing come amiss + to his undertaking. He wrote a compleat History of the late + times; a Chronicle of the Kingdom of <i>Portugal</i>; the + <i>English Lovers</i>, a Romance; which for Language and + Contrivance, comes not short of either of the best of French or + Spanish. He Translated a Tragi Comedy out of French, called + <i>Nichomede</i>, equal in English to the French Original; + besides several other things, too long to recite. His <i>English + Lovers</i> was Commended by divers of sound Judgment; amongst + others, Mr. <i>Lewis Griffin</i>, our forementioned Poet, made + these verses in commendations of it. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Rich Soul of Wit and Language, thy high strains + </div> + <div> + So plunge and puzzle unrefined brains; + </div> + <div> + That their Illiterate Spirits do not know, + </div> + <div> + How much to thy Ingenious Pen they owe, + </div> + <div> + Should my presumptuous Muse attempt to raise + </div> + <div> + Trophies to thee, she might as well go blaze + </div> + <div> + Bright Planets with base Colours, or display + </div> + <div> + The Worlds Creation in a Puppet-Play. + </div> + <div> + Let this suffice, what Calumnies may chance, + </div> + <div> + To blur thy Fame, they spring from Ignorance. + </div> + </div> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + When <i>Old Orpheus</i> drew the Beasts along, + </div> + <div> + By sweet Rhetorick of his learned Tongue, + </div> + <div> + 'Twas deafness made the Adder sin; and this + </div> + <div> + Caus'd him, who should have hum'd the Poet, hiss. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="richard_he" id="richard_he"></a><i>RICHARD HEAD</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Richard Head</i>, the Noted Author of the <i>English + Rogue</i>, was a Ministers Son, born in <i>Ireland</i>, whose + Father was killed in that horrid Rebellion in 1641. Whereupon his + Mother with this her Son came into <i>England</i>; and he having + been trained up in Learning, was by the help of some Friends, for + some little time brought up in the University of <i>Oxford</i>, + in the same Colledge wherein his Father had formerly been a + Student. But means falling short, he was taken away from thence, + and bound Apprentice to a Latin Bookseller in <i>London</i>; + attaining to a good Proficiency in that Trade. But his Genius + being addicted to Poetry, and having <i>Venus</i> for his + Horoscope, e're his time were fully out, he wrote a Piece called + <i>Venus Cabinet Unlock'd</i>: Afterwards he married, and set up + for himself: But being addicted to play, a Mans Estate then runs + in <i>Hazard</i>, (for indeed that was his Game) until he had + almost thrown his Shop away. Then he betook himself to + <i>Ireland</i>, his Native Country; where he composed his <i>Hic + & Ubique</i>, a noted Comedy; and which gained him a general + Esteem for the worth thereof. And coming over into + <i>England</i>, had it Printed, dedicating it to the then Duke of + <i>Monmouth</i>; But receiving no great Incouragement from his + Patron, he resolved to settle himself in the World, and to that + purpose, with his Wife took a House in <i>Queens-Head Alley</i>, + near <i>Pater-Noster-Row</i>; and for a while followed his + Business, so that contrary to the Nature of a Poet, his Pockets + began to be well lined with Money: But being bewitched to that + accursed vice of Play, it went out by handfuls, as it came in + piece by piece. And now he is to seek again in the World, + whereupon he betook him to his Pen; and wrote the first part of + the <i>English Rogue</i>: which being too much smutty, would not + be Licensed, so that he was fain to refine it, and then it passed + stamp. At the coming forth of this first part, I being with him + at three Cup Tavern in <i>Holborn</i>, drinking over a glass of + <i>Rhenish</i>, made these verses upon it. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + What <i>Gusman</i>, <i>Buscon</i>, <i>Francion</i>, + <i>Rablais</i> writ, + </div> + <div> + I once applauded for most excellent Wit; + </div> + <div> + But reading thee, and thy rich Fancies store, + </div> + <div> + I now condemn what I admir'd before. + </div> + <div> + Henceforth Translations pack away, be gone, + </div> + <div> + No Rogue so well-writ as the <i>English</i> one. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + There was afterwards three more parts added to it by him, and Mr. + <i>Kirkman</i> with a promise of a fifth, which never came out. + </p> + <p> + He wrote several other Books besides, as <i>The art of + Whedling</i>; <i>The Floating Island</i>; or a Voyage from + <i>Lambethania to Ramalia</i>; <i>A discovery of O Brazil</i>; + <i>Jacksons Recantation</i>, <i>The Red Sea</i>, &c. Amongst + others, he had a great Fancy in Bandying against Dr. <i>Wild</i>; + (although I must confess therein over Matcht) yet fell he upon + him tooth and nail in Answer to his Letter directed to his Friend + Mr. <i>J.J.</i> upon Occasion of his Majesties Declaration for + Liberty of Conscience; concluding in this manner. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Thus Sir you have my Story, but am Sorry + </div> + <div> + (<i>Taunton</i> excuse) it is no better for ye, + </div> + <div> + However read it, as you Pease are shelling; + </div> + <div> + For you will find, it is not worth the telling. + </div> + <div> + Excuse this boldness, for I can't avoid + </div> + <div> + Thinking sometimes, you are but ill Imploy'd. + </div> + <div> + <i>Fishing for Souls</i> more fit, then <i>frying Fish</i>; + </div> + <div> + That makes me throw, <i>Pease Shellings</i> in your + <i>Dish</i>. + </div> + <div> + You have a study, Books wherein to look, + </div> + <div> + How comes it then the Doctor's turn'd a Cook? + </div> + <div> + Well <i>Doctor Cook</i>, pray be advis'd hereafter + </div> + <div> + Don't make your Wife the Subject of our Laughter. + </div> + <div> + I find she's careless, and your Maid a slut, + </div> + <div> + To let you grease your <i>Cassock</i> for your gut. + </div> + <div> + You are all three in fault, by all that's blest; + </div> + <div> + Mend you your manners first, then teach the rest. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He was one who met with a great many Crosses and Afflictions in + his Life; and was (as I am informed) at last cast away at Sea, as + he was going to the Isle of <i>Wight</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_p" id="john_p"></a><i>JOHN PHILLIPS</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>John Philips</i>, the Brother of <i>Edward Phillips</i>, the + Famous Continuator of Sir <i>Richard Bakers</i> Chronicle; and + Author of <i>The New World of English Words</i>. He was also + Nephew to the before mention'd <i>John Milton</i>, the Author of + <i>Paradice lost</i>, and <i>Paradice Regain'd</i>; so that he + might be said to have Poetical Blood run in his Veins. He was + Accounted one of the exactest of Heroical Poets either of the + Ancients or Moderns, either of our own or what ever other Nation + else; having a Judicious command of Style both in Prose and + Verse. But his chiefest Vein lay in <i>Burlesque</i>, and + facetious Poetry, which produc'd that Ingenious Satyr against + Hypocrites. + </p> + <p> + He also Translated the Fifth and Sixth Books of <i>Virgils + Æniedes</i> into English <i>Burlesque</i>; of which that we may + give you a Draught of his Method, take these few lines. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + While <i>Dido</i> in a Bed of Fire, + </div> + <div> + A new-found way to cool desire, + </div> + <div> + Lay wrapt in Smoke, half Cole, half <i>Dido</i>, + </div> + <div> + Too late repenting Crime <i>Libido</i>, + </div> + <div> + <i>Monsieur Æneas</i> went his waies; + </div> + <div> + For which I con him little praise, + </div> + <div> + To leave a Lady, not i' th' Mire, + </div> + <div> + But which was worser, in the Fire. + </div> + <div> + He Neuter-like, had no great aim, + </div> + <div> + To kindle or put out the flame. + </div> + <div> + He had what he would have, the Wind; + </div> + <div> + More than ten <i>Dido's</i> to his mind. + </div> + <div> + The merry gale was all in Poop, + </div> + <div> + Which made the <i>Trojans</i> all cry Hoop! + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + He it was who wrote that Jovial Almanack of <i>Montelion</i>; + besides several other things in a serious Vein of Poetry. Nor + must we forget his Song made on the Tombs at <i>Westminster</i>; + which for a witty drolling Invention, I hold it to be past + Compare, being Printed in a Book called <i>The Miseries of Love + and Eloquence</i>. + </p> + <p> + You may reckon among these his Elegy upon our late Soveraign, and + his Anniversary to His Majesty; Composed all by Dr. <i>Blow</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_ol" id="john_ol"></a>Mr. <i>JOHN OLDHAM</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>John Oldham</i>, the delight of the Muses, and glory of + those last Times; a Man utterly unknown to me but only by Works, + which none can read but with Wonder and Admiration; So Pithy his + Strains, so Sententious his Expressions, so Elegant his Oratory, + so Swimming his Language, so Smooth his Lines, in Translating + out-doing the Original, and in Invention matchless; whose praise + my rude Pen is not able to Comprehend: Take therefore a small + Draught of his Perfections in a Funeral Elegy, made by the + Laureat of our Nation, Mr. <i>John Dryden</i>. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + Farewel, too little and too lately known, + </div> + <div> + Whom I began to think and call my own; + </div> + <div> + For sure our Souls were near ally'd; and thine + </div> + <div> + Cast in the same Poetick Mould with mine. + </div> + <div> + One common note on either Lyre did strike, + </div> + <div> + And Knaves and Fools we both abhorr'd alike: + </div> + <div> + To the same Goal did both our Studies drive, + </div> + <div> + The last set out the soonest did arrive. + </div> + <div> + Thus <i>Nisus</i> fell upon the Slippery place, + </div> + <div> + While his young Friend perform'd and won the race. + </div> + <div> + O early ripe! to thy abundant store, + </div> + <div> + What could advancing age have added more? + </div> + <div> + It might (what Nature never gives the young) + </div> + <div> + Have taught the numbers of thy Native Tongue. + </div> + <div> + But Satyr needs not those, and wit will shine + </div> + <div> + Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line, + </div> + <div> + A noble error, and but seldom made, + </div> + <div> + When Poets are by too much force betray'd. + </div> + <div> + Thy generous Fruits, though gather'd e're their Prime, + </div> + <div> + Still shew'd a quickness; and maturing time; + </div> + <div> + But Mellows what we write to the dull sweets of Rhime. + </div> + <div> + Once more, hail and farwel, farwel thou young, + </div> + <div> + But all too short <i>Marcellus</i> of our Tongue; + </div> + <div> + Thy brows with Ivy, and with Lawrels bound; + </div> + <div> + But flat and gloomy Night encompass thee around. + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + This wittily learned Gentleman was of <i>Edmund-Hall</i> in + <i>Oxford</i>, and dyed in the Earl of <i>Kingston's</i> Family + in the prime of his Years; whose life had it been lengthened, + might have produced as large a Volume of learned Works, as any + this latter Age have brought forth. + </p> + <hr /> + <p class="break"> + And thus have we given you an Account of all the most Eminent + <i>English</i> Poets that have come to our knowledge; although we + question not but many and those well deserving have slipped our + Pen; which if these our Labours shall come to a Second + Impression, as we question nothing to the contrary, we shall + endeavour to do them right. In the mean time we shall give you a + short Account of some of the most eminent that are now (or at + least thought by us so to be) living at this time, and so + conclude, beginning first with + </p> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_dr" id="john_dr"></a>Mr. <i>JOHN DRIDEN.</i> + </h2> + <p> + Poet Laureat and Historiographer to his Royal Majesty; whose + Poetry hath passed the World with the greatest Approbation and + acceptance that may be, especially what he hath written of + Dramatick, <i>viz.</i> <i>The Maiden Queen</i>; <i>The Wild + Gallant</i>; <i>The Mock Astrologer</i>; <i>Marriage + Ala-mode</i>; <i>The Amorous Old Woman</i>; and <i>The + Assignation</i>, Comedies; <i>Tyranick Love</i>; and + <i>Amboyna</i>, Tragedies; and <i>The Indian Emperor</i>; and two + Parts of the Conquests of <i>Granada</i>; Historical Drama's. + Besides several other Pieces, which speak their own worth, more + than any Commendations my Pen can bestow upon them. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="elkinah_s" id="elkinah_s"></a>Mr. <i><ins class= + "correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: 1911 Encyclopedia Britannica spells this name 'Elkanah'"> + ELKUNAH</ins> SETTLE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + An Ingenious Person, who besides his other Works hath contributed + to the Stage two Tragedies, <i>viz.</i> <i>Cambises</i>, and + <i>The Empress of Morrocco</i>, which notwithstanding the severe + censure of some, may deservedly pass with good Approbation. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="george_e" id="george_e"></a>Sir <i>GEORGE ETHERIDGE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + The Author of Two Comedies, <i>viz. Love in a Tub</i>; and <i>She + Would if she Could</i>; which for pleasant Wit, and no bad + Oeconemy, are judged not unworthy the applause they have met + with. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_wi" id="john_wi"></a>Mr. <i>JOHN WILSON</i>. + </h2> + <p> + The noted Author of that so Celebrated a Comedy entituled <i>The + Cheats</i>; which hath passed the Stage and Press with so general + an applause, also another Comedy called <i>The Projectors</i> and + the Tragedy of <i>Andronicus Commenius</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_sh" id="thomas_sh"></a>Mr. <i>THOMAS + SHADWELL</i>. + </h2> + <p> + One whose Pen hath deserved well of the Stage, not only for the + number of the Plays which he hath writ; but also for the sweet + Language and Contrivance of them. His Comedies are, <i>The + Humorist</i>; <i>The Sullen Lovers</i>; <i>Epsom Wells</i>, + &c. Besides his <i>Royal Shepherdess</i>, a Pastoral + Tragi-Comedy; and his Tragedy of <i>Psyche</i>, or rather + Tragical <i>Opera</i>, as vying with the <i>Opera's</i> of + <i>Italy</i>, in the Pomp of Scenes, Marchinry and Musical + performance. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_st" id="thomas_st"></a><i>THOMAS STANLEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Thomas Stanley</i> Esquire, of <i>Cumberlo Green</i> in + <i>Hartfordshire</i>; a general Scholar, one well known both in + Philosophy, History, and Poetry. Witness his learned Edition of + <i>Æschylus</i>, and his lives of the Philosophers; But for that + which we take the most notice of him here, his smooth Air and + gentile Spirit in Poetry; which appears not only in his own + Genuine Poems, but also from what he hath so well Translated out + of Ancient Greek, and Modern Italian, Spanish, and French Poets; + So that we may well conclude him to be both the Glory and + Admiration of his time. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="edward_p" id="edward_p"></a><i>EDWARD PHILLIPS</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>Edward Phillips</i> Brother to <i>John Phillips</i> aforesaid, + the Judicious Continuator of Sir <i>Richard Bakers</i> Chronicle; + which will make his name Famous to Posterity, no less than his + Genuine Poems upon several occasions, in which he comes not far + short of his Spritely Brother. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="thomas_sp" id="thomas_sp"></a>Mr. <i>THOMAS SPRAT</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>Thomas <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Spart'">Sprat</ins></i>, + whose judicious History of the <i>Royal Society</i>, for the + Smoothness of the Stile, and exactness of the Method, deserveth + high Commendations; He hath also writ in Verse a very applauded, + tho little Poem, entitled <i>The Plague of</i> Athens. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_sm" id="william_sm"></a><i>WILLIAM SMITH</i>. + </h2> + <p> + <i>William Smith</i> the Author of a Tragedy entituled + <i>Hieronymo</i>; as also <i>The Hector of Germany</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="john_la" id="john_la"></a>Mr. <i>JOHN LACEY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>John Lacy</i>, one of the noted'st Wits of these Times, + who as <i>William Shakespeare</i> and <i>Christopher Marlow</i> + before him, rose from an <ins class="correction" title= + "Transcriber's note: original reads 'Ator'">Actor</ins> to be an + Author to the Stage, having written two ingenious Comical Pieces, + <i>viz.</i> <i>Monsieur Ragou</i>, and <i>the Dumb Lady</i>. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="william_wh" id="william_wh"></a>Mr. <i>WILLIAM + WHICHERLY</i>. + </h2> + <p> + Mr. <i>William Whicherly</i>, a Gentleman of the Inner + <i>Temple</i>, who besides his other learned Works, hath + contributed largely to the Stage, in his Comedies of <i>Love in a + Wood</i>, <i>The Gentleman Dancing-Master</i>, <i>The Country + Wife</i>, &c. + </p> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + <a name="roger_l" id="roger_l"></a>Sir <i>ROGER L'ESTRANGE</i>. + </h2> + <p> + And so we have reckoned up all the most Eminent Poets which have + come to our knowledge, craving pardon for those we have omitted. + We shall conclude all with Sir <i>Roger L'Strange</i>, one whose + Pen was never idle in asserting the Royal Cause, as well before + the King's Restoration, against his open Enemies, as since that + time against his Feigned Friends. Those who shall consider the + Number and Greatness of his Books, will admire he should ever + write so many, and those who have Read them, considering the + Stile and Method they are writ in, will more admire he should + Write so well. And because some people may imagine his Works not + to be so many as he hath written, we will give you a Catalogue of + as many as we can remember of them. + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>Collections In Defence of the King.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Tolleration Discussed.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Relapsed Apostate.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Apology for Protestants.</i> + </div> + <div> + Richard <i>against</i> Baxter. + </div> + <div> + <i>Tyranny and Popery.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Growth of Knavery.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Reformed Catholique.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Free-born Subjects.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>The Case Put</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>Seasonable Memorials.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Answer to the Appeal.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>No Papist.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>The Shammer Shamm'd.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Account Cleared.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Reformation Reformed.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Dissenters Sayings in Two Parts.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Notes on</i> Colledge. + </div> + <div> + <i>Citizen and Bumkin in Two Parts.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Further Discovery of the Plot.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Discovery on Discovery.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Narrative of the Plot.</i> + </div> + <div> + Zekiel <i>and</i> Ephraim. + </div> + <div> + <i>Appeal to the King and Parliament.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Papist in Masquerade.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Answer to the Second Character of a Popish Successor.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + These Twenty Six, with divers others, he writ in Quarto; Besides + which he wrote divers others, <i>viz.</i> + </p> + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div> + <i>The History of the Plot, in</i> Folio. + </div> + <div> + Quevedo's <i>Visions Englished</i>, Octavo. + </div> + <div> + Erasmus's <i>Coloquies Eng.</i>. Oct. + </div> + <div> + Seneca's <i>Morals</i>, Oct. + </div> + <div> + Cicero's <i>Offices in English</i>. + </div> + <div> + <i>The Guide to Eternity</i>, <i>in</i> Twelves. + </div> + <div> + <i>Five Love Letters from a Nun to a Cave</i>, &c. + </div> + <div> + <i>The Holy Cheat.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Caveat to the Cavaliers.</i> + </div> + <div> + <i>Plea for the Caveat and the Author.</i> + </div> + </div> + </div> + <p> + Besides his indefatigable pains taken in writing the + <i>Observator</i>, a Work, which for Vindicating the Royal + Interest, and undeceiving the People, considering the corruption + of the Times, of as great use and behoof as may be, mens minds + having been before so poysoned by Fanatical Principles, that it + is almost an <i>Herculean</i> Work to reduce them again by + Reason, or as we may more properly say, to Reason. Of which + useful Work he hath done already Two large Volumes, and a Third + almost compleated, his Pen being never weary in Service of his + Country. + </p> + <p> + But should I go about to enumerate all the Works of this worthy + Gentleman, I should run my self into an irrecoverable Labyrinth. + Nor is he less happy in his Verse than Prose, which for Elegancy + of Language, and quickness of Invention, deservedly entitles him + to the honour of a Poet; and therefore I shall forbear to write + more of him, since what I can do upon that account, comes + infinitely far short of his deservings. + </p> + <h2 class="chp"> + <i>FINIS.</i> + </h2> + <hr /> + <h2 class="chp"> + ERRATA. + </h2> + <ul class="IX"> + <li>Page 6. line 4. for <i>Arts</i> read <i>Acts</i>, + </li> + <li> + <ul class="IXSub"> + <li>l. 25. r. <i>estimation</i>, + </li> + </ul> + </li> + <li>p. 17. l. 1. r. <i>Havillan</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 24. 1. 6. r. <i>Son</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 44. l. 5. r. <i>better</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 82. l. 29. add <i>it</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 88. l. 18. r. <i>this</i>, + </li> + <li> + <ul class="IXSub"> + <li>l. 20. add <i>my</i>, + </li> + </ul> + </li> + <li>p. 117. l. 28. r. <i>London</i> + </li> + <li>p. 119. l. 21. r. <i>'twas</i>, + </li> + <li>p, 127. l. 14. r. <i>of</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 128. l. 28. r. <i>Athenian</i>, + </li> + <li> + <ul class="IXSub"> + <li>l. 30. r. <i>both</i>, + </li> + </ul> + </li> + <li>p. 133. l. 9. r. <i>his</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 144. l. 2. r. <i>still</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 168. l. 18. r. <i>unknown</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 174. l. 20. r. <i>Ap</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 178. l. 25. r. <i>fare</i>, + </li> + <li>p. 187. l. 13. r. <i>infamy</i>; + </li> + </ul> + <p> + besides several other literal mistakes which I would desire the + Reader to Correct with his Pen. + </p> + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Lives of the Most Famous English +Poets (1687), by William Winstanley + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MOST FAMOUS ENGLISH POETS *** + +***** This file should be named 15461-h.htm or 15461-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/1/5/4/6/15461/ + +Produced by David Starner, Leonard Johnson and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net. + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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