TO DR. F. B[EALE]; ON HIS BOOK OF CHESSE.<94.1>

Sir, how unravell'd is the golden fleece:

Men, that could only fool at FOX AND GEESE,

Are new-made polititians<94.2> by thy book,

And both can judge and conquer with a look.

The hidden fate<94.3> of princes you unfold;

Court, clergy, commons, by your law control'd.

Strange, serious wantoning all that they

Bluster'd and clutter'd for, you PLAY.

<94.1> These lines, among the last which Lovelace ever wrote,

were originally prefixed to "The Royal Game of Chesse-Play.

Sometimes the Recreation of the late King, with many of the

Nobility. Illustrated with almost an hundred gambetts. Being

the Study of Biochino, the famous Italian [Published by Francis

Beale.]" Lond. 1656, 12mo.

<94.2> The text of 1656 has, erroneously no doubt, POLITIANS.

<94.3> Text of 1656 has FATES.

TO THE GENIUS OF MR. JOHN HALL.

ON HIS EXACT TRANSLATION OF HIEROCLES

HIS COMMENT UPON THE GOLDEN VERSES OF PYTHAGORAS.<95.1>

Tis not from cheap thanks thinly to repay

Th' immortal grove of thy fair-order'd bay

Thou planted'st round my humble fane,<95.2> that I

Stick on thy hearse this sprig of Elegie:

Nor that your soul so fast was link'd in me,

That now I've both, since't has forsaken thee:

That thus I stand a Swisse before thy gate,

And dare, for such another, time and fate.

Alas! our faiths made different essays,

Our Minds and Merits brake two several ways;

Justice commands I wake thy learned dust,

And truth, in whom all causes center must.

Behold! when but a youth, thou fierce didst whip

Upright the crooked age, and gilt vice strip;

A senator praetext,<95.3> that knew'st to sway<95.4>

The fasces, yet under the ferula;

Rank'd with the sage, ere blossome did thy chin,

Sleeked without, and hair all ore within,

Who in the school could'st argue as in schools:

Thy lessons were ev'n academie rules.

So that fair Cam saw thee matriculate,

At once a tyro and a graduate.

At nineteen, what ESSAYES<95.5> have we beheld!

That well might have the book of Dogmas swell'd;

Tough Paradoxes, such as Tully's, thou

Didst heat thee with, when snowy was thy brow,

When thy undown'd face mov'd the Nine to shake,

And of the Muses did a decad make.

What shall I say? by what allusion bold?

NONE BUT THE SUN WAS ERE SO YOUNG AND OLD.

Young reverend shade, ascend awhile! whilst we

Now celebrate this posthume victorie,

This victory, that doth contract in death

Ev'n all the pow'rs and labours of thy breath.

Like the Judean Hero,<95.6> in thy fall

Thou pull'st the house of learning on us all.

And as that soldier conquest doubted not,

Who but one splinter had of Castriot,<95.7>

But would assault ev'n death so strongly charmd,

And naked oppose rocks, with his<95.8> bone<95.9> arm'd;

So we, secure in this fair relique, stand<95.10>

The slings and darts shot by each profane hand.

These soveraign leaves thou left'st us are become

Sear clothes against all Times infection.

Sacred Hierocles, whose heav'nly thought

First acted ore this comment, ere it wrote,<95.11>

Thou hast so spirited, elixir'd, we

Conceive there is a noble alchymie,

That's turning of this gold to something more

Pretious than gold, we never knew before.

Who now shall doubt the metempsychosis

Of the great Author, that shall peruse this?

Let others dream thy shadow wandering strays

In th' Elizian mazes hid with bays;

Or that, snatcht up in th' upper region,

'Tis kindled there a constellation;

I have inform'd me, and declare with ease

THY SOUL IS FLED INTO HIEROCLES.

<95.1> These lines were originally prefixed to "Hierocles

upon the Golden Verses of Pythagoras. Teaching a Virtuous

and Worthy Life. Translated by John Hall, of Durham, Esquire.

OPUS POSTHUMUM." Lond. 1657, 12mo. (The copy among the King's

pamphlets in the British Museum appears to have been purchased

on the 8th Sept. 1656.) The variations between the texts of 1656

and 1659 are chiefly literal, but a careful collation has enabled

me to rectify one or two errors of the press in LUCASTA.

<95.2> Lovelace refers to the lines which Hall wrote in

commendation of LUCASTA, 1649.

<95.3> The HORAE VACIVAE of Hall, 1646, 16mo., are here meant.

<95.4> See Beloe's translation of Aulus Gellius, ii. 86.

<95.5> HORAE VACIVAE, or Essays and some Occasional Considerations.

Lond. 1646, 16mo., with a portrait of Hall by William Marshall,

au. aet. 19.

<95.6> Sampson.

<95.7> Scanderbeg, whose real name was George Castriot.

CASTRIOT is also one of the DRAMATIS PERSONAE in Fletcher'<s>

KNIGHT OF MALTA.

<95.8> So the text of 165 , .e. <sic> of the lines as originally

written by the poet. Lucasta, <1>659, erroneously has THIS.

<95.9> "And he found a new jawbone of an ass, and put forth

his hand and took it, and slew a thousand men therewith."--JUDGES, xv. 15.

<95.10> i.e. withstand.

<95.11> So the text of 1656. LUCASTA has WROUGHT.

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