[546:C] This version, which was reprinted in 1618, is by Anthony Munday.

[547:A] Jervis's Don Quixote, vol. i. chap.

[548:A] The first edition of Palmerin D'Oliva, translated by Anthony

Munday, was published by Charlewood in 1588. Vide Bibliotheca Reediana,

No. 2665; and his version of Palmendos, was printed by J. C. for Simon

Watersonne (1589), 4to. bl. l.

[548:B] In a letter from Mr. Whyte to Sir Robert Sidney, dated

September 1599, it is said, that "the Arcadia is now printed in

Scotland, according to the best edition, which will make them good

cheap, but is very hurtful to Ponsonbie, who held them at a very

high rate: he must sell as others doe, or they will lye upon his

hands."—Vide Zouch's Memoirs of Sir Philip Sidney, p. 361.

[549:A] A second edition of Underdowne's Heliodorus was printed in

1587, and a third in 1605.

[549:B] A complete edition of Sannazaro's Arcadia appeared in 1505.

[550:A] Task, book iv.

[551:A] Among the bulky romances of this prolific lady, who died June

2. 1701, aged 94, it may be worth while to enumerate a few, merely as

instances of her uncommon fecundity, viz. Artamene, ou le Grand Cyrus,

10 vols. 8vo.; Clelie, 10 vols. 8vo.; Almahide ou l'Esclave Reine, 8

vols. 8vo.; Ibrahim ou l'Illustre Bassa, 4 vols. 8vo.

[551:B] Tom of All Trades, or the plaine Pathway to Preferment, &c. By

Thomas Powell. Lond. 1631. 4to. pp. 47, 48.—Vide Warton's History of

English Poetry, vol. iii. p. 425, and 426.

[551:C] Fuller's Worthies, 1662, part ii. p. 75.

[551:D] See his Verses on Saccharissa, the Lady Dorothy Sidney.

[552:A] In his Essay on Poetry.

[552:B] In his Description of Arcadia in Greece, where he tells us that

the Arcadia, "besides its excellent language, rare contrivances, and

delectable stories, hath in it all the strains of poesy, comprehendeth

the universal art of speaking, and to them who can discern and will

observe, affordeth notable rules for demeanor both private and public."

[552:C] Park's edition of Royal and Noble Authors, vol. ii. p. 221. An

excellent defence of the Arcadia against the decision of Lord Orford,

who terms it "a tedious, lamentable, pedantic, pastoral romance," may

be found in the Gentleman's Magazine for 1767, p. 57. See also Sir

Egerton Brydges's edition of Phillip's Theatrum Poetarum, p. 134, et

seq., and Zouch's Memoirs of Sidney, p. 155.

[552:D] Aikin's Annual Review, vol. iv. p. 547.

[553:A] Pennant's London, p. 103.

[554:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xvi. p. 84., and Malone's note.

[554:B] Ibid. vol. xii. p. 213. Act v. sc. 1.

[554:C] Douce's Illustrations, vol. i. p. 472.

[556:A] Nichols's Progresses, vol. i. p. 56., the year 1573.

[556:B] See Comedy of Errors, act iv. sc. 2. Henry IV. Part I. act ii.

sc. 3. Romeo and Juliet, act iii. sc. 1. Love's Labour's Lost, act v.

sc. 2. Taming of the Shrew, act i. sc. 1.

[556:C] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. viii. pp. 124, 125. Act iii. sc. 4.

[557:A] Percy's Reliques of Ancient English Poetry, vol. i. pp. liv.

285. 295.

[558:A] _Wrest_—the key with which the harp is tuned.

[559:A] Nichols's Progresses of Queen Elizabeth, vol. i.

[559:B] Kind Harts Dreame, sig. B. 2.

[560:A] Arte of English Poesie, reprint, p. 69.

[560:B] Chalmers's English Poets, vol. v. p. 273. col. 1. Book iv. sat.

1.

[560:C] Malone's Supplement to Shakspeare's Plays, vol. i. p. 521.

[561:A] See Ritson's Ancient Engleish Metrical Romanceës, vol. i.

Dissertation on Romance and Minstrelsy, p. ccxxiv.

[562:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xii. p. 144. Act iii. sc. 2.

[562:B] Douce's Illustrations, vol. i. p. 465.

[562:C] British Bibliographer, No. II. p. 125.

[563:A] British Bibliographer, No. II. p. 126, 127.

[563:B] _Positions concerning the training up of Children_, London,

1581 and 1587. 4to. chap. xxvi.

[564:A] The original, the _Histoire de Huon de Bordeaux_, was ushered

into the world at the Fair of Troyes in Champagne, in the first century

of printing.

[564:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. vi. p. 51. Act ii. sc. 1.

[564:C] Huon of Bourdeaux, chap. xvii.

[564:D] Chap. xlvi. edit. of 1601. Lord Berners's translation underwent

three editions. The original has had the honour of giving birth to

the Chef d'Oeuvre of _Wieland_—"the child of his genius," observe

the Monthly Reviewers, "in moments of its purest converse with the

all-beauteous forms of ideal excellence;—the darling of his fancy,

born in the sweetest of her excursions amid the ambrosial bowers of

fairy-land;—the OBERON,—an epic poem, popular beyond example, yet as

dear to the philosopher as to the multitude; which, during the author's

lifetime, has attained in its native country all the honours of a

sacred book; and to the evolution of the beauties of which, a Professor

in a distinguished university has repeatedly consecrated an entire

course of patronized lectures." New Series, vol. xxiii. p. 576.

The beauties of Oberon are now accessible to the mere English scholar,

through the medium of Mr. Sotheby's version, which, though strictly

faithful to the German, has the spirit and harmony of an original poem.

[565:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xiii. p. 249. Act ii. sc. 3.

[565:B] Chalmers's English Poets, vol. iv. p. 189. col. 1.—Polyolbion,

canto ii.

[566:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xvii. p. 475. Act iii. sc. 4.

[566:B] Reliques of Ancient English Poetry, vol. iii. p. xxiii.

[566:C] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. x. p. 363. Act i. sc. 1.

[566:D] Ibid. p. 367. King John, act i. sc. 1.

[567:A] Vide Ellis's Specimens of Early English Metrical Romances, vol.

ii. p. 201., and Weber's Metrical Romances, vol. i.

[567:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xii. p. 502. Act v. sc. 1.

[567:C] Ritson's Ancient Engleish Metrical Romancees, vol. iii. p. 344.

[567:D] Vide Garrick Collection in Beloe's Anecdotes, vol. i. p. 400.

[567:E] Todd's Spenser, vol. v. p. 313. 367.

[567:F] This poet is conjectured to have thrown some ridicule on the

Squire of Low Degree, in his rhyme of _Sir Thopas_; but Ritson remarks,

that this romance "is never mentioned by any one writer before the

sixteenth century; nor is it known to be extant in manuscript; and,

in fact, the Museum copy is the onely one that exists in print."

Romancees, vol. iii. p. 345.

[568:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. v. p. 326. note.

[569:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. ix. p. 5., and Walton's Hist. of

Poetry, vol. iii. p. 294.

[569:B] Reliques of Ancient English Poetry, vol. i. p. 254.

[569:C] See Reed's Shakspeare, vol. ix. pp. 201, 202., and Douce's

Illustrations, vol. i. p. 342.

[569:D] See _Shakspeare Illustrated_, by Mrs. Lennox, 3 vols. 12mo.

1754.

[570:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xi. p. 191. Act i. sc. 2.

[570:B] Jarvis's Don Quixote, vol. i. part i. chap. 1. Sharpe's edit.

p. 3.

[570:C] Vide Bibliotheca Reediana, No. 2661.

[571:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xviii. p. 173. Act iii. sc. 1.

[571:B] British Bibliographer, No. II. p. 148.

[571:C] Douce's Illustrations, vol. ii. p. 240.—Mr. Douce observes,

that the "oldest (edition) we know of is that of 1649, printed by

Robert Ibbitson. In 1586, _The old book of Valentine and Orson_ was

licensed to T. Purfoot." P. 240.

[572:A] British Bibliographer, No. V. p. 469.

[572:B] Ibid. p. 470.

[572:C] Douce's Illustrations, vol. ii. p. 240.

[573:A] Arcadia, book i. p. 29. 7th edit.

[573:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. vi. p. 87. Act iii. sc. 2.

[573:C] Book ii. pp. 153, 154. edit. of 1629.

[574:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. v. pp. 305. 307, 308. Act ii. sc. 4.

[576:A] British Bibliographer, No. X. pp. 559, 560. This fragment, says

Mr. Haslewood, "is in black letter, one sheet, and bears signature C."

[576:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. iv. p. 60. Act ii. sc. 1.

[576:C] Jacke of Dover, his quest of Inquirie, or his privy Search for

the veriest Foole in England, 4to.—Vide Reed's Shakspeare, vol. iv. p.

60. note 4.

[577:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. v. p. 64. and note by Steevens.

[577:B] Ibid. p. 130. Act iii. sc. 3.

[577:C] Ancient British Drama, vol. ii. p. 219. col. 1. Act iii. sc. 7.

[577:D] Custom of the Country, act i. sc. 1. The Knight of the Burning

Pestle, act v.

[577:E] Anatomy of Melancholy, edit. 1632. p. 576.

[577:F] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. v. p. 131. note 8.

[577:G] Ibid. p. 110.

[578:A] England's Helicon, 3d edit., reprint of 1812. p. 214, 215.

[578:B] Compleat Angler, Bagster's edit. 1808. pp. 147, 148.

[578:C] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. v. p. 293. Act ii. sc. 3.

[579:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. v. pp. 294-297. 299.

[579:B] Ibid. v. p. 296. note by Steevens.

[579:C] Vol. i. p. 220.

[579:D] Reliques, vol. i. p. 220.

[580:A] Percy's Reliques, vol. i. p. 194.

[580:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. vi. p. 166.

[580:C] Ibid. p. 166. note.

[580:D] Ibid. vol. vii. p. 51. Act iii. sc. 1.

[580:E] Ibid. p. 82. Act iv. sc. 1.

[580:F] Ibid. vol. viii. p. 119. Act iii. sc. 3.

[580:G] Ibid. p. 144. Act iv. sc. 1.

[581:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. viii. pp. 238-240. Act i. sc. 3.

[581:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. ix. p. 131. Act iv. sc. 1.—There

appears to be allusions to two catches in this scene. Grumio exclaims

"_fire, fire; cast on no water_," which Judge Blackstone traces to the

following old catch in three parts:—

"Scotland burneth, Scotland burneth.

Fire, fire;——Fire, fire;

Cast on some more water."

Grumio a little afterwards calls out, "Why, _Jack boy! ho boy!_" the

beginning, as Sir John Hawkins asserts, of an old round in three parts,

of which he has given us the musical notes.

[581:C] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xii. p. 244.

[581:D] Ibid. vol. ix. p. 131. note.

[581:E] Ibid. vol. ix. p. 132. Act iv. sc. 1.

[582:A] Percy's Reliques, vol. i. p. 259.

[582:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. ix. p. 328. Act iv. sc. 2.

[582:C] Ibid. p. 346. Act iv. sc. 3.—We shall add, in this note,

in order to complete the catalogue, all the fragments of ancient

minstrelsy that have escaped our enumeration in the text.

In Troilus and Cressida, Pandarus, lamenting the approaching departure

of Cressida, expresses his sorrow by quoting an old song beginning—

"O heart, o heart, o heavy heart,

Why sigh'st thou without breaking."

Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xv. p. 393.

Hamlet, bantering Polonius, quotes part of the first stanza of a ballad

entitled, _Jephtha, Judge of Israel_. This has been published by Dr.

Percy, retrieved, as he relates, from utter oblivion by a lady, who

wrote it down from memory as she had formerly heard it sung by her

father.—Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xviii. p. 142.; and Percy's Reliques,

vol. i. p. 189.

It is probable that Hamlet, who appears to have been well versed in

ballad-lore, has again introduced two morsels from this source, in his

dialogue with Horatio on the conduct of the king at the play: they

strongly mark his triumph in the success of his plan for unmasking the

crimes of his uncle:—

"Why let the strucken deer go weep," &c.

* * * * *

"For thou dost know, O Damon dear," &c.

Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xviii. pp. 212. 214.

Iago in the drunken scene with Cassio, in the view of adding to his

exhilaration, sings a portion of two songs; the first apparently a

chorus,—

"And let me the canakin, clink, clink," &c.

the second,

"King Stephen was a worthy peer,"

from a humorous ballad of Scotch origin, preserved by Percy in his

Reliques, vol. i. p. 204.—Vide Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xix. pp. 334.

336.

In Romeo and Juliet, Mercutio, in the following passage, alludes to two

ballads of considerable notoriety:—

"Young _Adam_ Cupid, he that shot so trim,

When king _Cophetua_ lov'd the _beggar maid_;"

the first line referring to the celebrated ballad of _Adam Bell_, _Clym

of the Clough_, and _William of Cloudesly_, and the second to _King

Cophetua and the Beggar-Maid_; popular pieces which are again the

objects of allusion in _Much Ado about Nothing_, act i.; and in the

Second Part of Henry IV. act v. sc. 3.—Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xx. p.

77.; and Percy's Reliques, vol. i. pp. 154. 198.

The same play will afford us three or four additional references;

Mercutio, ridiculing the old Nurse, gives us a ludicrous fragment

commencing "_An old hare hoar_," vol. xx. p. 116.; and Peter, after

calling for two songs called _Heart's ease_, and _My heart is full of

woe_, attempts to puzzle the musicians by asking for an explanation

of the epithet _silver_ in the first stanza of _A Song to the Lute

in Musicke_, written by Richard Edwards, in the "Paradise of Daintie

Devises," and commencing,

"Where griping griefs the hart would wounde."

Vide Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xx. p. 220. 222.

and Percy's Reliques, vol. i. p. 196.

[584:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. ix. pp. 353-355. Act iv. sc. 3.

[584:B] Ibid. p. 403. Act v. sc. 2.

[585:A] Reliques, vol. i. p. 214.

[585:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xii. p. 78.

[585:C] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xii. p. 232. Act v. sc. 3.

[586:A] _Dear_ is here to be remembered in its double sense.—Farmer.

[586:B] _My wife's as all_, that is, as all women are.—Steevens.

[586:C] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xii. pp. 232-236. Act v. sc. 3.

[586:D] Ibid. p. 237.

[586:E] Ibid. p. 241.

[586:F] This play was first printed in the year 1613.

[587:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xvii. p. 366, note.

[588:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xvii. p. 463, and 490, note. This

finely descriptive line, Dr. Percy has interwoven in his ballad of _The

Friar of Orders Gray_.

[588:B] Reed's Shakspeare vol. xvii. p. 472. Act iii. sc. 4.

[588:C] Ibid. p. 478. Act iii. sc. 4.

[588:D] Ibid. p. 484. Act iii. sc. 6.

[588:E] Ibid. p. 485, note by Malone.

[589:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xvii. p. 486.

[589:B] Ibid. vol. xviii. p. 278. note.

[589:C] Ibid. p. 278-280. Act iv. sc. 5.

[590:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xviii. p. 281, 282. Act iv. sc. 5.

[590:B] Ibid. vol. xviii. p. 292. Act iv. sc. 5.

[590:C] Ibid. p. 299. Act iv. sc. 5.

[590:D] Poems, supposed to have been written at Bristol, by Thomas

Rowley, and others. Cambridge edition, 1794, p. 70.

[591:A] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xviii. p. 293.

[591:B] Ibid. p. 298.

[591:C] Ibid. p. 294. note.

[591:D] Ibid. p. 322, note 4.

[591:E] Warton's Hist. of Eng. Poetry, vol. iii. p. 45.

[592:A] Namely in 1565, 1567, 1569, 1574, 1585, 1587, &c.

[592:B] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. v. p. 27.

[592:C] Reliques of Ancient English Poetry, vol. i. p. 186.

[592:D] Reed's Shakspeare, vol. xix. p. 472. Act iv. sc. 3.

[592:E] Vol. i. p. 208.

[593:A] To form a complete enumeration of the songs of the Elizabethan

era, it would be necessary not only to consult _all_ the dramatic

writers of this age, but to acquire a perfect series of the very

numerous _Collections of Madrigals_ which were published during the

same period.

CHAPTER IV.

CURSORY VIEW OF POETRY, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF THE DRAMA, DURING

THE AGE OF SHAKSPEARE.

The space which elapsed between the birth and the death of Shakspeare,

from April 1564 to April 1616, a period of fifty-two years, may be

pronounced, perhaps, the most fertile in our annals, with regard to the

production of poetical literature. Not only were the great outlines of

every branch of poetry chalked out with skill and precision, but many

of its highest departments were filled up and finished in a manner

so masterly as to have bid defiance to all subsequent competition.

Consequently if we take a survey of the various channels through

which the genius of poetry has been accustomed to diffuse itself, it

will be found, that, during this half century, every province had its

cultivators; that poems epic and dramatic, historic and didactic, lyric

and romantic, that satires, pastorals, and sonnets, songs, madrigals,

and epigrams, together with a multitude of translations, brightened and

embellished its progress.

On a subject, however, so productive, and which would fill volumes,

it is necessary, that, in consonancy with the limits and due keeping

of our plan, the utmost solicitude for condensation be observed. In

this chapter, accordingly, which, to a certain extent, is meant to be

introductory to a critical consideration of the miscellaneous poems of

Shakspeare, the dramatic writers are omitted; a future section of the

work being appropriated to a detail of their more peculiar labours for

the stage.

After a few general observations, therefore, on the poetry of this era,

it is our intention to give short critical notices of the principal

bards who flourished during its transit; and with the view of affording

some idea of the extensive culture and diffusion of poetic taste, an

alphabetical table of the minor poets, accompanied by slight memoranda,

will be added. An account of the numerous _Collections_ of Poetry which

reflect so much credit on this age, and a few remarks and inferences,

more particularly with respect to Shakspeare's study of his immediate

predecessors and contemporaries in miscellaneous poetry, will complete

this portion of our subject.

The causes which chiefly contributed to produce this fertility in

poetical genius may, in a great measure, be drawn from what has been

already remarked under the heads of _superstition_, _literature_, and

_romance_.

The sun of philosophy and science, which had just risen with the

most captivating beauty, and which promised a meridian of uncommon

splendour, had not yet fully dissipated those mists that for centuries

had enveloped and darkened the human mind. What remained, however,

of the popular creed, was much less gross and less contradictory to

common experience, than what had vanished from the scroll; these

reliques were, indeed, such, as either appealed powerfully to a warm

and creative imagination, or were intimately connected with those

apprehensions which agitate the breast of man, when speculating on his

destiny in another and higher order of existence.

Under the first of these classes may be included all that sportive,

wild, and terrific imagery which resulted from a partial belief in the

operations of fairies, witches, and magicians, and in the reveries

of the alchemist, the rosicrusian, and the astrologer; and under the

second will be found, what can scarcely be termed superstition in the

customary sense, that awful and mysterious conception of the spiritual

world, which supposes its frequent intervention, through the agency

either of departed spirits, or superhuman beings.

The opinions which prevailed with regard to these topics in the days

of Shakspeare, were such as exactly suited the higher regions of

poetry, without giving any violent shock to the deductions of advancing

philosophy. The national credulity had been, in fact, greatly chastised

through the efforts of enquiry and research, and though it may still

appear great to us, was in perfect accordance with the progress of

civilisation, and certainly much better calculated for poetic purposes

than has been any subsequent though purer creed.

The state of _literature_, too, was precisely of that kind which

favoured, in a very high degree, the nurture of poetical genius.

The vocabulary of our language was rich, beyond all example, both

in natives and exotics; not only in "new grafts of old withered

words[596:A]," but in a multitude of expressive terms borrowed from

the learned languages; and this wealth was used freely and without

restriction, and without the smallest apprehension of censure.

An enthusiastic spirit for literary acquisition had been created

and cherished by the revival, the study, and the translation of the

_ancient classics_; and through this medium an exhaustless mine of

imagery and allusion was laid open to our vernacular poets.

Nor were these advantages blighted or checked by the fastidious canons

of dictatorial _criticism_. Puttenham's was the only _Art of Poetry_

which had made its appearance, and, though a taste for discussion of

this kind was rapidly advancing, the poet was yet left independent of

the critic; at liberty to indulge every flight of imagination, and

every sally of feeling; to pursue his first mode of conception, and to

adopt the free diction of the moment.

The age of _chivalry and romance_, also, had not yet passed away; the

former, it is true, was verging fast towards dissolution, but its tone

was still exalting and heroic, while the latter continued to throw

a rich, though occasionally a fantastic light over every species of

poetic composition. In short, the unrestricted copiousness of our

language, the striking peculiarities of our national superstition, the

wild beauties of Gothic invention, and the playful sallies of Italian

fiction, combined with a plentiful infusion of classic lore, and

operating on native genius, gave origin, not only to an unparalleled

number of great bards, but to a cast of poetry unequalled in this

country for its powers of description and creation, for its simplicity

and energy of diction, and for its wide dominion over the feelings.

If we proceed to consider the _versification_, _economy_, and

_sentiment_ of the Elizabethan poetry, candour must confess, that

considerable defects will be found associated with beauties equally

prominent, especially in the first and second of these departments. We

must be understood, however, as speaking here only of rhymed poetry,

for were the blank verse of our dramatic poets of this epoch included,

there can be no doubt but that in versification likewise the palm must

be awarded to Shakspeare and his contemporaries. Indeed, even in the

construction of rhyme, the inferiority of our ancestors is nearly,

if not altogether, confined to their management of the pentameter

couplet; and here, it must be granted, that, in their best artificers

of this measure, in the pages of Daniel, Drayton, and Browne, great

deficiencies are often perceptible both in harmony and cadence, in

polish and compactness. It has been said by a very pleasing, and, in

general, a very judicious critic, that "the older poets _disdained_

stooping to the character of syllable-mongers; as their conceptions

were vigorous, they trusted to the simple provision of nature for

their equipment; and though often introduced into the world _ragged_,

they were always healthy."[597:A] Now versification is to poetry, what

colouring is to painting, and though by no means among the higher

provinces of the art, yet he who _disdains_ its cultivation, loses one

material hold upon the reader's attention; for, though plainness and

simplicity of garb best accord with vigour, sublimity, or pathos of

conception, _raggedness_ can never coincide in the production of any

grand or pleasing effect.

It is remarkable, however, that, in lyrical composition, the poets of

Elizabeth's reign, so far from being defective in harmony of metre,

frequently possess the most studied modulation; and numbers of their

songs and madrigals, as well as many stanzas of their longer poems

constructed on the model of the Italian _octava rima_, exhibit in their

versification so much high-finishing, and such an exquisite polish,

as must render doubtful, in this province, at least, the assumed

superiority of modern art.

A more striking desideratum in the poetry of this era has arisen

from a want of economy in the use of imagery and ornament, and in

the distribution of parts as relative to a whole. That relief, which

is produced by a judicious management of light and shade, appears to

have been greatly neglected; the eye, after having been fatigued by

an unsubdued splendour and warmth of style, suddenly passes to an

extreme poverty of colouring, without any intermediate tint to blend

and harmonize the parts; in short, to drop the metaphor, after a

prodigal profusion of imagery and description, the exhausted bard sinks

for pages together into a strain remarkable only for its flatness and

imbecillity. To this want of union in style, may be added an equal

defalcation in the disposition, connection, and dependency of the

various portions of an extended whole. These requisites, which are

usually the result of long and elaborate study, have been successfully

cultivated by the moderns, who, since the days of Pope, have paid

a scrupulous attention to the mechanism of versification, to the

consonancy and keeping of style, and to the niceties and economy of

arrangement.

We can ascribe, however, to the poets of Elizabeth's reign the greater

merit of excelling in energy and truth of _sentiment_, in simplicity

of diction, in that artless language of nature which irresistibly

makes its way to the heart. To excite the emotions of sublimity, of

terror, of pity, an appeal to the artificial graces of modern growth

will not be found successful; on the contrary, experience has taught

us, that in the higher walks of poetry, where sensations of grandeur

and astonishment are to be raised, or where the passions in all their

native vigour are to be called forth, we must turn to the earlier

stages of the art, when the poet, unshackled by the overwhelming

influence of venerated models, unawed by the frowns of criticism,

and his flow of thought undiverted by any laborious attention to the

minutiæ of diction and cadence, looked abroad for himself, and drew

fresh from the page of surrounding nature, and from the workings of

his own breast, the imagery, and the feelings, which he was solicitous

to impress. In consequence of this self-dependence, this appeal to

original sources, the poetry of the period under our notice possesses a

strength, a raciness, and verisimilitude which have since very rarely

been attained, and which more than compensate for any subordinate

defects in the ornamental departments of metre, or style.

It is conceivable, indeed, that a poet may arise, who shall happily

combine, even in a long poem of the highest class, the utmost

refinements of recent art, with the originality, strength, and

independency of our elder bards; it is a phenomenon, however, rather

to be wished for than expected, as the excellencies peculiar to these

widely-separated eras appear to be, in their highest degree, nearly

incompatible. Yet is the attempt not to be given up in despair; in

short poems, especially of the lyric species, we know that this

union has been effected among us; for Gray, to very lofty flights of

sublimity, has happily united the utmost splendour of diction, and

the utmost brilliancy of versification; and even in a later and more

extended instance, in "The Pleasures of Hope" by Mr. Campbell, we find

some of the noblest conceptions of poetry clothed in metre exquisitely

sweet and polished, and possessing at the same time great variety of

modulation, and a considerable share of simplicity in its construction.

If, however, upon the large scale, which the highest cast of poetry

demands, the studied harmony of later times be found incapable of

coalescing with effect, there can be no doubt what school we should

adopt; for who would not prefer the sublime though unadorned conception

of Michael Angelo to the glowing colouring even of such an artist as

Titian?

Of the larger poems of the age of Shakspeare, the defects may be

considered as of two kinds, either apparent only, or real; under the

first may be classed that want of high-finishing which is the result,

partly of its incompatibility with greatness of design, and partly as

the effect of a just taste; for much of the minor poetry of the reign

of Elizabeth, as hath been previously observed, is polished even to

excess; while under the second are to be placed the positive defects

of want of union in style, and want of connection and arrangement in

economy; omissions not resulting from necessity, and which are scarcely

to be atoned for by any excellencies, however transcendent.

It is creditable to the present age, that in the higher poetry several

of our bards have in a great degree reverted to the ancient school;

that, in attempting to emulate the genius of their predecessors, they

have judiciously adopted their strength and simplicity of diction,

their freedom and variety of metre, preserving at the same time, and

especially in the disposition of their materials, and the keeping

of their style, whatever of modern refinement can aptly blend with

or heighten the effect of the sublime, though often severely chaste

outline, of the first masters of their art.

That meretricious glare of colouring, that uniform though seductive

polish, and that monotony of versification, which are but too apparent

in the school of Pope, and which have been carried to a disgusting

excess by Darwin and his disciples, not only vitiate and dilute all

developement of intense emotion, but even paralyse that power of

picturesque delineation, which can only subsist under an uncontrolled

freedom of execution, where, both in language and rhythm, the utmost

variety and energy have their full play. He who in sublimity and pathos

has made the nearest approach to our three immortal bards, Spenser,

Shakspeare, and Milton, and who may, therefore, claim the fourth

place in our poetical annals, the lamented Chatterton; and he who,

in the present day, stands unrivalled for his numerous and masterly

sketches of character, and for the truth, locality, and vigour of his

descriptions, the poet of Marmion and of Rokeby; are both well known

to have built their fame upon what may be emphatically termed the old

_English_ school of poesy. The difference between them is, that while

both revert to the costume and imagery of the olden time, one adheres,

in a great measure, to the language of his day, while the other must

be deemed a laborious though not very successful imitator of the

phraseology and extrinsic garb of the remote period to which, for no

very laudable purpose, he has assigned his productions.

These few remarks on the poetry of our ancestors being premised, the

critical notices to which we have alluded, may with propriety commence;

and in executing this part of the subject, as well as in the tabular

form which follows, an alphabetical arrangement will be observed.

1. BEAUMONT, SIR JOHN. Though the poems of this author were not

published, yet were they written, during the age of Shakspeare, and

consequently demand our notice in this chapter. He was the elder

brother of Francis the dramatic poet, and was born at Grace-dieu, in

Leicestershire, in 1582. He very early attached himself to poetical

studies, and all his productions in this way were the amusements of

his youthful days. Of these, the most elaborate is entitled "Bosworth

Field," a very animated, and often a very poetical detail of the

circumstances which are supposed immediately to precede and accompany

this celebrated struggle. The versification merits peculiar praise;

there is an ease, a vigour, and a harmony in it, not equalled, perhaps,

by any other poet of his time; many of the couplets, indeed, are such

as would be distinguished for the beauty of their construction, even in

the writings of Pope. An encomium so strong as this may require some

proofs for its support, and among the number which might be brought

forward, three shall be adduced as specimens not only of finished

versification, but of the energy and heroism of the sentiments which

pervade this striking poem.

"There he beholds a high and glorious throne,

Where sits a king by lawrell garlands knowne,

Like bright Apollo in the Muses' quires,

His radiant eyes are watchfull heavenly fires;

Beneath his feete pale Envie bites her chaine,

And snaky Discord whets her sting in vaine."

Ferrers, addressing Richard, exclaims,—

"I will obtaine to-day, alive or dead,

The crownes that grace a faithfull souldiers head.

'Blest be thy tongue,' replies the king, 'in thee

The strength of all thine ancestors I see,

Extending warlike armes for England's good,

By thee their heire, in valour as in blood.'"

On the flight of Catesby, who advises Richard to embrace a similar mode

of securing his personal safety, the King indignantly answers,

"Let cowards trust their horses' nimble feete,

And in their course with new destruction meete;

Gaine thou some houres to draw thy fearefull breath:

To me ignoble flight is worse than death."

Of the conclusion of Bosworth Field, Mr. Chalmers has justly observed,

that "the lines describing the death of the tyrant may be submitted

with confidence to the admirers of Shakspeare."[602:A]

The translations and miscellaneous poems of Sir John include several

pieces of considerable merit. We would particularly point out

Claudian's Epigram on the Old Man of Verona, and the verses on his

"dear sonne Gervase Beaumont."

Sir John died in the winter of 1628, aged forty-six.

2. BRETON, NICHOLAS. Of this prolific poet few authenticated facts

are known. His first publication, entitled, "A small handfull of

fragrant flowers," was printed in 1575; if we therefore allow him

to have reached the age of twenty-one before he commenced a writer,

the date of his birth may, with some probability, be assigned to

the year 1554. The number of his productions was so great, that a

character in Beaumont and Fletcher's _Scornful Lady_, declares that

he had undertaken "with labour and experience the collection of those

thousand pieces—of that our honour'd Englishman, Nich. Breton."[602:B]

Ritson has given a catalogue of twenty-nine, independent of his

contributions to the "Phœnix Nest" and "England's Helicon," and five

more are recorded by Mr. Park in the Censura Literaria.[603:A] Most

of these are poetical, some a mixed composition of rhyme and prose,

and a few entirely prose; they are all extremely scarce, certainly not

the consequence of mediocrity or want of notice, for they have been

praised by Puttenham[603:B], Meres[603:C], and Phillips; and one of

his most beautiful ballads is inserted in "The Muse's Library," 1740.

After a lapse of twenty-five years, Dr. Percy recalled the attention of

the public to our author by inserting in his Reliques the same piece

which Mrs. Cowper had previously chosen[603:D]; in 1801 Mr. Ellis

favoured us with eight specimens, from his pamphlets and "England's

Helicon[603:E]," and Mr. Park has since added two very valuable

extracts to the number.[603:F] These induce us to wish for a more

copious selection, and at the same time enable us to declare, that as a

lyric and pastoral poet he possessed, if not a splendid, yet a pleasing

and elegant flow of fancy, together with great sweetness and simplicity

of expression, and a more than common portion of metrical harmony.

He is supposed, on the authority of an epitaph in the church of

Norton, a village in Northamptonshire, to have died on the 22d of June

1624.[603:G]

3. BROWNE, WILLIAM, was born at Tavistock, in Devonshire, in 1590, and,

there is reason to suppose, began very early to cultivate his poetical

talents; for in the first book of his _Britannias Pastorals_, which

were published in folio, in 1613, when in his twenty-third year, he

speaks of himself, "as weake in yeares as skill[603:H]," an expression

which leads to the supposition that his earlier pastorals were written

before he had attained the age of twenty. Indeed all his poetry appears

to have been written previous to his thirtieth year. In 1614, he

printed in octavo, _The Shepherds Pipe_, in seven eclogues; in 1616,

the second part of his _Britannias Pastorals_ was given to the public,

and in 1620, his _Inner Temple Mask_ is supposed to have been first

exhibited.

Browne enjoyed a large share of popularity during his life-time;

numerous commendatory poems are prefixed to the first edition of his

pastorals; and, in a copy of the second impression of 1625, in the

possession of Mr. Beloe, and which seems to have been a presentation

copy to Exeter College, Oxford, of which Browne was a member and

Master of Arts, there are thirteen adulatory addresses to the poet,

from different students of this society, and in the hand-writing

of each.[604:A] Among his earliest eulogists are found the great

characters Selden, Drayton, and Jonson, by whom he was highly respected

both as a poet and as a man; and as a still more imperishable honour,

we must not forget to mention, that he was a favourite with our divine

Milton.

Until lately, however, he has been under little obligation to

subsequent times; nearly one hundred and fifty years elapsed before a

third edition of his poems employed the press; this came out in 1772,

under the auspices of Mr. Thomas Davies, and, with the exception of

some extracts in Hayward's British Muse, this long interval passed

without any attempt to revive his fame, by any judicious specimens of

his genius.[604:B] A more propitious era followed the republication

of Davies; in 1787, Mr. Headley obliged us with some striking proofs

of, and some excellent remarks on, his beauties; in 1792, his whole

works were incorporated in the edition of the poets, by Dr. Anderson;

in 1801, Mr. Ellis gave further extension to his fame by additional

examples, and in 1810 his productions again became a component part

of a body of English poetry in the very elaborate and comprehensive

edition of the English Poets, by Mr. Chalmers.

Still it appears to us, that sufficient justice has not, since the era

of Milton, been paid to his talents; for, though it be true, as Mr.

Headley has observed, that puerilities, forced allusions, and conceits,

have frequently debased his materials; yet are these amply atoned for

by some of the highest excellencies of his art; by an imagination

ardent and fertile, and sometimes sublime; by a vivid personification

of passion; by a minute and truly faithful delineation of rural

scenery; by a peculiar vein of tenderness which runs through the

whole of his pastorals, and by a versification uncommonly varied and

melodious. With these are combined a species of romantic extravagancy

which sometimes heightens, but more frequently degrades, the effect of

his pictures. Had he exhibited greater judgment in the selection of his

imagery, and greater simplicity in his style, his claim on posterity

had been valid, had been general and undisputed. Browne is conjectured

by Wood to have died in the winter of 1645.[605:A]

4. CHALKHILL, JOHN. This poet was the intimate friend of Spenser, a

gentleman, a scholar, and, to complete the encomium, a man of strict

moral character. He was the author of a pastoral history, entitled,

_Thealma and Clearchus_; but "he died," relates Mrs. Cooper, "before

he could perfect even the Fable of his poem, and, by many passages

in it, I half believe, he had not given the last hand to what he has

left behind him. However, to do both him and his editor justice,

if my opinion can be of any weight, 'tis great pity so beautiful a

relique should be lost; and the quotations I have extracted from it

will sufficiently evidence a fine vein of imagination, a taste far from

being indelicate, and both language and numbers uncommonly harmonious

and polite."[606:A]

The editor alluded to by Mrs. Cooper was the amiable Isaac Walton, who

published this elegant fragment in 8vo. in 1683, when he was ninety

years old, and who has likewise inserted two songs by Chalkhill in his

"Complete Angler."[606:B]

The pastoral strains of Chalkhill merit the eulogium of their female

critic; the versification, more especially, demands our notice, and may

be described, in many instances, as possessing the spirit, variety,

and harmony of Dryden. To verify this assertion, let us listen to the

following passages; describing the Golden age, he informs us,

"Their sheep found cloathing, earth provided food,

And Labour drest it as their wills thought good:

On unbought delicates their hunger fed,

And for their drink the swelling clusters bled:

The vallies rang with their delicious strains,

And Pleasure revell'd on those happy plains."

How beautifully versified is the opening of his picture of the Temple

of Diana!

"Within a little silent grove hard by,

Upon a small ascent, he might espy

A stately chapel, richly gilt without,

Beset with shady sycamores about:

And, ever and anon, he might well hear

A sound of music steal in at his ear

As the wind gave it Being: so sweet an air

Would strike a Syren mute and ravish her."

Pourtraying the cell of an Enchantress, he says,

"About the walls lascivious pictures hung,

Such as whereof loose Ovid sometimes sung.

On either side a crew of dwarfish Elves,

Held waxen tapers taller than themselves:

Yet so well shap'd unto their little stature,

So angel-like in face, so sweet in feature;

Their rich attire so diff'ring, yet so well

Becoming her that wore it, none could tell

Which was the fairest——."[607:A]

Mr. Beloe, in the first volume of his Anecdotes, p. 70., has given

us a Latin epitaph on a John Chalkhill, copied from Warton's History

of Winchester. This inscription tells us, that the person whom it

commemorates died a Fellow of Winchester College, on the 20th of

May, 1679, aged eighty; and yet Mr. Beloe, merely from similarity of

name and character, contends that this personage must have been the

Chalkhill of Isaac Walton; a supposition which a slight retrospection

as to dates, would have proved impossible. Walton, in the title-page

of Thealma and Clearchus, describes Chalkhill as an acquaintant and

friend of Edmund Spenser; now as Spenser died in January, 1598, and the

subject of this epitaph, aged 80, in 1679, the latter must consequently

have been born in 1599, the year after Spenser's death! The coincidence

of character and name is certainly remarkable, but by no means

improbable or unexampled.

5. CHAPMAN, GEORGE, who was born in 1557 and died in 1634, aged

seventy-seven, is here introduced as the principal translator of his

age; to him we are indebted for Homer, Musæus, and part of Hesiod. His

first published attempt on Homer appeared in 1592[607:B], under the

title of "Seaven Bookes of the Shades of Homere, Prince of Poets;" and

shortly after the accession of James the First, the entire Iliad was

completed and entitled, "The Iliads of Homer, Prince of Poets. Never

before in any language truly translated. With a comment upon some of

his chief places: done according to the Greeke."

This version, which was highly prized by his contemporaries, is

executed in rhymed couplets, each line containing fourteen syllables;

a species of versification singularly cumbrous and void of harmony;

and, notwithstanding this protracted metre, fidelity is, by no means,

the characteristic of Chapman. He is not only often very paraphrastic,

but takes the liberty of omitting, without notice, what he could not

comprehend. It has been asserted by Pope, that a daring fiery spirit,

something like what we might imagine Homer himself to have written

before he arrived to years of discretion, animates his translation,

and covers his defects[608:A]; an opinion which seems rather the

result of partiality than unbiassed judgment; for though Chapman is

certainly superior to his successor Hobbes, and occasionally exhibits

some splendid passages, he must be considered by every critic of the

present day as, in general, coarse, bombastic, and often disgusting; a

violator, indeed, in almost every page, of the dignity and simplicity

of his original.

The magnitude and novelty of the undertaking, however, deserved and met

with encouragement, and Chapman was induced, in 1614, to present the

world with a version of the Odyssey. This is in the pentameter couplet;

inferior in vigour to his Iliad, but in diction and versification more

chaste and natural. Of his Musæus and his Georgics of Hesiod, we shall

only remark that the former was printed in 1616, the latter in 1618,

and that the first, which we have alone seen, does not much exceed the

character of mediocrity. As an original writer, we shall have to notice

Chapman under the dramatic department, and shall merely add now, that

he was, in a moral light, a very estimable character, and the friend of

Spenser, Shakspeare, Marlowe, Daniel, and Drayton.

6. CHURCHYARD, THOMAS. This author merits notice rather for the

quantity than the quality of his productions, though a few of his

pieces deserve to be rescued from utter oblivion. He commenced a

writer, according to his own account[609:A], in the reign of King

Edward the Sixth, and as Wood informs us that at the age of seventeen

he went to seek his fortune at court, and lived four years with Howard

Earl of Surry, who died 1546, it is probable that he was born about

1524. Shrewsbury had the honour of producing him, and he continued

publishing poetical tracts until the accession of James the First.

Ritson has given us a catalogue, which might be enlarged, of seventeen

of his publications, with dates, from 1558 to 1599, independent of

a variety of scattered pieces; some of these are of such bulk as to

include from twelve to twenty subjects, and in framing their titles

the old bard seems to have been very partial to alliteration; for

we have _Churchyards Chippes_, 1575; _Churchyards Choice_, 1579;

_Churchyards Charge_, 1580; _Churchyards Change_; _Churchyards Chance_,

1580; _Churchyards Challenge_, 1593; and _Churchyards Charity_,

1595.[609:B] In the "Mirror for Magistrates," first published in 1559,

he contributed "_The Legend of Jane Shore_," which he afterwards

augmented in his "Challenge," by the addition of twenty-one stanzas;

this is perhaps the best of his poetical labours, and contains several

good stanzas. His "_Worthiness of Wales_," also, first published in

1587, and reprinted a few years ago, is entitled to preservation. This

pains-taking author, as Ritson aptly terms him, died poor on April 4th,

1604, after a daily exertion of his pen, in the service of the Muses,

for nearly sixty years.

7. CONSTABLE, HENRY, of whom little more is personally known, than

that he took his degree of Bachelor of Arts at St. John's College,

Cambridge, in 1579[609:C]; that he was compelled to leave his native

country from a zealous attachment to the Roman Catholic religion, and

that, venturing to return, he was imprisoned in the Tower of London,

but released towards the close of 1604.[610:A] Constable possessed

unrivalled reputation with his contemporaries as a writer of sonnets;

Jonson terms his muse "ambrosiack[610:B];" in _The Return from

Parnassus_, 1606, we are told that

"Sweet Constable doth take the wondring ear

And lays it up in willing prisonment;"[610:C]

and Bolton calls him "a great master in English tongue," and adds,

"nor had any gentleman of our nation a more pure, quick, or higher

delivery of conceit; witness among all other, that Sonnet of his

before his Majesty's Lepanto."[610:D] In consequence of these encomia

more modern authors have prolonged the note of praise; Wood describes

him as "a noted English poet[610:E];" Hawkins, as the "first, or

principal sonnetteer of his time[610:F]," and Warton, as "a noted

sonnet-writer."[610:G]

To justify the reputation thus acquired, we have two collections of

his sonnets still existing; one published in 1594, under the title of

"Diana, or the excellent conceitful sonnets of H. C. augmented with

divers quatorzains of honorable and learned personages, devided into

viij Decads;" and the other a manuscript in the possession of Mr. Todd,

consisting of sonnets divided into three parts, each part containing

three several arguments, and every argument seven sonnets.[610:H]

From the specimens which we have seen of his Diana, and from the sonnet

extracted by Mr. Todd from the manuscript collection, there can be

little hesitation in declaring, that the reputation which Constable

once enjoyed, was built upon no stable foundation, and that mediocrity

is all which the utmost indulgence of the present age can allow him.

8. DANIEL, SAMUEL, a poet and historian of no small repute, was born

near Taunton, in Somersetshire, in 1562. Having received a classical

education at Magdalen Hall, Oxford, and being afterwards enabled to

pursue his studies under the patronage of the Earl of Pembroke's

family, he became the most correct poet of his age. He commenced author

as early as 1585, by a translation of Paulus Jovius's Discourse of

rare Inventions; but his first published poems appear to have been his

Delia, a collection of Sonnets, with the complaint of Rosamond, 1592.

He continued to write until nearly the close of his life, for the

Second Part of his History of England was published in 1618, and he

died on the 14th of October 1619.

Of the poetry of Daniel, omitting for the present all notice of his

dramatic works, the most important are his _Sonnets to Delia_, the

_History of the Civil War_, the _Complaint of Rosamond_ and the

_Letter from Octavia to Marcus Antonius_; the remainder consisting

of occasional pieces, and principally of Epistles to his friends and

patrons.

The Sonnets are not generally constructed on the legitimate or

Petrarcan model; but they present us with some beautiful versification

and much pleasing imagery. The "Civil Wars between the two houses of

Lancaster and York," the first four books of which were published

in 1595, and the eighth and last in 1609, form the _magnum opus_

of Daniel, and to which he looked for fame with posterity. That he

has been disappointed, must be attributed to his having too rigidly

adhered to the truth of history; for aspiring rather at the correctness

of the annalist than the fancy of the poet, he rarely attempts the

elevation of his subject by any flight of imagination, or digressional

ornaments. Sound morality, prudential wisdom, and occasional touches

of the pathetic, delivered in a style of then unequalled chastity

and perspicuity, will be recognised throughout his work; but neither

warmth, passion, nor sublimity, nor the most distant trace of

enthusiasm can be found to animate the mass. In the _Complaint of

Rosamond_, and in the _Letter from Octavia_, he has copied the manner

of Ovid, though with more tenderness and pathos than are usually found

in the pages of the Roman.

In short, purity of language, elegance of style, and harmony of

versification, together with an almost perfect freedom from pedantry

and affectation, and a continual flow of good sense and just

reflection, form the merits of Daniel, and resting on these qualities

he is entitled to distinguished notice, as an improver of our diction

and taste; but to the higher requisites of his art, to the fire and

invention of the creative bard, he has few pretensions.

Daniel was the intimate friend of Shakspeare, Marlowe, Chapman,

Camden, and Cowel; and was so highly esteemed by the accomplished

Anne, Countess of Pembroke, that she not only erected a monument to

his memory in Beckington church, Somersetshire, but in a full length

of herself, at Appleby Castle in Cumberland, had a small portrait of

her favourite poet introduced.[612:A] This partiality seems to have

sprung from a connection not often productive of attachment; Daniel

had been her tutor when she was only thirteen years old, and in his

poems he addresses an epistle to her at this early age, which, as Mr.

Park has justly said, "deserves entire perusal for its dignified vein

of delicate admonition."[612:B] Dissatisfied with the opinions of his

contemporaries as to his poetical merit, which appears to have been

similar to the estimate that we have just given[612:C], he relinquished

the busy world, and spent the closing years of his life in the

cultivation of a farm.

9. DAVIES, SIR JOHN, was born at Chisgrove in Wiltshire in 1570.

Though a lawyer of great eminence, he is chiefly known to posterity

through the medium of his poetical works. His _Nosce Teipsum_,

or poem on the Immortality of the Soul, on which fame rests, was

published in 1599, and not only secured him the admiration of his

learned contemporaries, among whom may be recorded the great names of

Camden, Harrington, Jonson, Selden, and Corbet, but accelerated his

professional honours; for being introduced to James in Scotland, in

order to congratulate him on his accession to the throne of England,

the king, on hearing his name, enquired "if he was _Nosce Teipsum_? and

being answered in the affirmative, graciously embraced him, and took

him into such favour, that he soon made him his Solicitor, and then

Attorney-General in Ireland."[613:A]

Beside this philosophical poem, the earliest of which our language

can boast, Sir John printed, in 1596, a series of Epigrams, which

were published at Middleburg, at the close of Marlowe's translation

of Ovid's Epistles, and in the same year the first edition of his

"Orchestra, or a poeme of dauncing;" these, with twenty-six acrostics

on the words Elizabetha Regina, printed in 1599, and entitled "Hymns of

Astræa," complete the list of his publications.

His "Nosce Teipsum" is a piece of close reasoning in verse, peculiarly

harmonious for the period in which it appeared. It possesses, also,

wit, ingenuity, vigour and condensation of thought, but exhibits few

efforts of imagination, and nothing that is either pathetic or sublime.

In point of argument, metaphysical acuteness and legitimate deduction,

the English poet is, in every respect, superior to his classical model

Lucretius; but how greatly does he fall beneath the fervid genius and

creative fancy of the Latian bard!

Sir John died suddenly on the 7th of December 1626, in the

fifty-seventh year of his age.

10. DAVORS, JOHN. Of this poet little more is known, than that he

published, in 1613, the following work: "The Secrets of Angling:

teaching the choicest Tooles, Baits, and Seasons, for the taking of

any Fish, in Pond or River: practised and familiarly opened in three

Bookes." 12mo.

Upon a subject so technical and didactic, few opportunities for

poetical imagery might naturally be expected; but Davors has most

happily availed himself of those which occurred, and has rendered his

poem, in many places, highly interesting by beauty of sentiment, and

warmth of description. A lovely specimen of his powers may be found

in the "Complete Angler" of Isaac Walton[614:A], and the following

invocation, from the opening of the First Book, shall be given as a

further proof of the genuineness of his inspiration, and with this

additional remark, that his versification is throughout singularly

harmonious:—

"You Nimphs that in the springs and waters sweet,

Your dwelling have, of every hill and dale,

And oft amidst the meadows green do meet

To sport and play, and hear the nightingale,

And in the rivers fresh do wash you feet,

While Progne's sister tels her wofull tale:

Such ayd and power unto my verses lend,

As may suffice this little worke to end.

And thou, sweet Boyd, that with thy wat'ry sway

Dost wash the Cliffes of Deignton and of Week,

And through their rocks with crooked winding way,

Thy mother Avon runnest soft to seek;

In whose fair streams, the speckled trout doth play,

The roch, the dace, the gudgin, and the bleike:

Teach me the skill with slender line and hook

To take each fish of river, pond, and brook."

A second edition of "The Secrets of Angling," "augmented with many

approved experiments," by W. Lawson, was printed in 1652, and a third

would be acceptable even in the present day.

11. DONNE, JOHN, D.D. The greater part of the poetry of this prelate,

though not published, was written, according to Ben Jonson, before he

was twenty-five years of age; and as he was born in London in 1573, he

must consequently be ranked as a bard of the sixteenth century. His

poems consist of elegies, satires, letters, epigrams, divine poems, and

miscellaneous pieces, and procured for him, among his contemporaries,

through private circulation and with the public when printed, during

the greater part of the seventeenth century, an extraordinary share of

reputation. A more refined age, however, and a more chastised taste,

have very justly consigned his poetical labours to the shelf of the

philologer. A total want of harmony in versification, and a total want

of simplicity both in thought and expression, are the vital defects

of Donne. Wit he has in abundance, and even erudition, but they are

miserably misplaced; and even his amatory pieces exhibit little else

than cold conceits and metaphysical subtleties. He may be considered

as one of the principal establishers of a school of poetry founded on

the worst Italian model, commencing towards the close of Elizabeth's

reign, continued to the decease of Charles the Second, and including

among its most brilliant cultivators the once popular names of Crashaw,

Cleveland, Cowley, and Sprat.

Dr. Donne died in March 1631, and the first edition of his poems was

published by his son two years after that event.

12. DRAYTON, MICHAEL, of an ancient family in Leicestershire, was born

in the village of Harshul, in the parish of Atherston, in Warwickshire,

in 1563. This voluminous and once highly-popular poet has gradually

sunk into a state of undeserved oblivion, from which he can alone be

extricated by a judicious selection from his numerous Works. These

may be classed under the heads of _historical_, _topographical_,

_epistolary_, _pastoral_, and _miscellaneous_ poetry. The first

includes his _Barons Warres_, first published in 1596 under the title

of "Mortimeriades; the lamentable Civil Warres of Edward the Second,

and the Barons;" his _Legends_, written before 1598 and printed in an

octavo edition of his poems in 1613, and his _Battle of Agincourt_. It

cannot be denied that in these pieces there are occasional gleams of

imagination, many just reflections, and many laboured descriptions,

delivered in perspicuous language, and generally in smooth

versification; but they do not interest the heart or elevate the fancy;

they are tediously and minutely historical, void of passion, and, for

the most part, languid and prosaic. The second department exhibits

the work on which he rested his hopes of immortality, the elaborate

and highly-finished _Poly-olbion_, of which the first eighteen songs

made their appearance in 1612, accompanied by the very erudite notes

of Selden, and the whole was completed in thirty parts in 1622. The

chief defect in this singular poem results from its plan; to describe

the woods, mountains, vallies, and rivers of a country, with all their

associations, traditionary, historical, and antiquarian, forms a task

which no genius, however exalted, could mould into an interesting

whole, and the attempt to enliven it by continued personification has

only proved an expedient which still further taxes the patience of

the reader. It possesses, however, many beauties which are poetically

great; numerous delineations which are graphically correct, and a

fidelity with regard to its materials so unquestioned, as to have

merited the reference of Hearne and Wood, and the praise of Gough, who

tells us that the Poly-olbion has preserved many circumstances which

even Camden has omitted. It is a poem, in short, which will always be

consulted rather for the information that it conveys, than for the

pleasure that it produces.

To _England's Heroical Epistles_, which constitute the third class,

not much praise can now be allotted, notwithstanding they were once

the most admired of the author's works. Occasional passages may, it is

true, be selected, which merit approbation for novelty of imagery and

beauty of expression; but nothing can atone for their wanting what,

from the nature of the subjects chosen, should have been their leading

characteristic—pathos.

It is chiefly as a _pastoral_ poet that Drayton will live in the memory

of his countrymen. The shepherd's reed was an early favourite; for

in 1593 he published his "Idea: the Shepherd's Garland, fashioned in

nine Eglogs: and Rowland's Sacrifice to the nine Muses," which were

reprinted under the title of Pastorals, and with the addition of a

tenth eclogue. His attachment to rural imagery was nearly as durable

as his existence; for the year previous to his death he brought

forward another collection of pastorals, under the title of _The

Muses Elisium_. Of these publications, the first is in every respect

superior, and gives the author a very high rank among rural bards; his

descriptions are evidently drawn from nature; they often possess a

decided originality, and are couched in language pure and unaffected,

and of the most captivating simplicity.

The _miscellaneous_ productions of Drayton include a vast variety of

pieces; odes, elegies, sonnets, religions effusions, &c. &c. To specify

the individual merit of these would be useless; but among them are two

which, from their peculiar value, call for appropriate notice. A most

playful and luxuriant imagination is displayed to much advantage in the

_Nymphidia_, or _The Court of Fairy_, and an equal degree of judgment,

together with a large share of interest, in the poem addressed to his

loved friend Henry Reynolds, _On Poets and Poesy_. These, with the

first collection of pastorals, part of the second, and some well-chosen

extracts from his bulkier works, would form a most fascinating

little volume. Drayton died on December 23. 1631, and was buried in

Westminster Abbey.

13. DRUMMOND, WILLIAM. The birth of this truly elegant poet is placed

at Hawthornden in Scotland, on the 13th of December, 1585, and the

publication of the first portion of his Sonnets, in 1616, entitles him

to due notice among these critical sketches.

A disappointment of the most afflictive nature, for death snatched

from him the object of his affection almost immediately after she had

consented to be his, has given a peculiar and very pathetic interest

to the greater part of his poetical compositions, which are endeared

to the reader of sensibility by the charm resulting from a sincere and

never-dying regret for the memory of his earliest love.

His poetry, which has never yet been properly arranged, consists

principally of poems of a lyrical cast, including sonnets, madrigals,

epigrams, epitaphs, miscellanies, and divine poems.

Of these classes, the first and second exhibit numerous instances

of a versification decidedly more polished and elegant than that of

any of his contemporaries, and to this technical merit is frequently

to be added the still more rare and valuable distinctions of beauty

of expression, simplicity of thought, delicacy of sentiment, and

tenderness of feeling. Where he has failed, his faults are to be

attributed to the then prevailing taste for Italian _concetti_; to

the study of Marino, and his French imitators, Bellày and Du Bartas.

These deviations from correct taste are, however, neither frequent nor

flagrant, and are richly atoned for by strains of native genius, and

the felicities of unaffected diction.[618:A]

Drummond was the intimate friend of Drayton, the Earl of Stirling, and

Ben Jonson; the latter holding him in such estimation as to undertake

a journey to Scotland on foot, solely for the purpose of enjoying

his company and conversation. How far this meeting contributed to

enhance their mutual regard, is doubtful; no two characters could be

more opposed, the roughness and asperity of Jonson ill according with

the elegant manners of the Scottish poet, whose manuscript memoranda

relative to this interview plainly intimate his disapprobation of the

disposition and habits of his celebrated guest; but, unfortunately, at

the same time, display a breach of confidence, and a fastidiousness of

temper, which throw a shade over the integrity of his own friendship,

and the rectitude of his own feelings.

This accomplished bard died on the 4th of December 1649, aged

sixty-three, and though his poems were republished by Phillips, the

nephew of Milton, in 1656, with a high encomium on his genius, he

continued so obscure, that in 1675, when the Theatrum Poetarum of the

same critic appeared, he is said to be "utterly disregarded and laid

aside[618:B];" a fate which, strange as it may seem, has, until these

few years, almost completely veiled the merit of one of the first

poets of the sister kingdom.

14. FAIREFAX, EDWARD. The singular beauty of this gentleman's

translation of Tasso, and its influence on English versification,

demand a greater share of notice than is due to any poetical version

preceding that of Pope. He was the son of Sir Thomas Fairefax, of

Denton in Yorkshire, and early cultivating the enjoyment of rural and

domestic life, retired with the object of his affections to Newhall,

in the parish of Fuyistone, in Knaresborough forest, where he usefully

occupied his time in the education of his children, and the indulgence

of literary pursuits. His "Godfrey of Bulloigne," the work which has

immortalised his name, was written whilst he was very young, was

published in 1600, and dedicated to Queen Elizabeth.

This masterly version, which for the last half century has been most

undeservedly neglected, has not hitherto been superseded by any

posterior attempt. Though rendered line by line, and in the octave

stanza of the Italians, it possesses an uncommon share of elegance,

vigour, and spirit, and very frequently exhibits the facility and

raciness of original composition. That it contributed essentially

towards the improvement of our versification, may be proved from the

testimony of Dryden and Waller, the former declaring him superior

in harmony even to Spenser, and the latter confessing that he owed

the melody of his numbers to a studious imitation of his metrical

skill.[619:A]

It is greatly to be regretted that the original poetry of Fairefax,

with the exception of one piece, has been suffered to perish. It

consisted of a poetical history of the Black Prince, and twelve

Eclogues, of which the fourth is preserved by Mrs. Cooper in her Muses'

Library. This lady informs us that the eclogues were all written after

the accession of King James to the throne of England; that they were

occupied by "important subjects relating to the manners, characters,

and incidents of the times he lived in; that they were pointed with

many fine strokes of satire; dignified with wholesome lessons of

morality, and policy, to those of the highest rank; and some modest

hints even to Majesty itself;" and that the learning they contained was

"so various and extensive, that, according to the evidence of his son,

(who has written large Annotations on each,) no man's reading, beside

his own, was sufficient to explain his references effectually."[620:A]

Fairefax died about the year 1632; and, beside his poetical works, was

the author of several controversial pieces, and of a learned essay on

Demonology.

15. FITZGEFFREY, CHARLES, was a native of Cornwall, of a genteel

family, and was entered a commoner of Broadgate's hall, Oxford, in

1592. Having taken his degrees in arts, and assumed the clerical

profession, he finally became rector of St. Dominic in his own county.

In 1596, he published a poem to the memory of Sir Francis Drake,

entitled "Sir Francis Drake his honorable Life's commendation; and his

tragicall Deathe's lamentation;" 12mo. This poem, which possesses no

small portion of merit, is dedicated, in a sonnet, "to the beauteous

and vertuous Lady Elizabeth, late wife unto the highlie renowned Sir

Francis Drake, deceased," and is highly spoken of by Browne and Meres;

the former declaring that he unfolded

"The tragedie of Drake in leaves of gold;"[620:B]

and the latter asserting that "as C. Plinius wrote the life of

Pomponius secundus, so yong Cha. Fitz-Geffray, that high-touring

falcon, hath most gloriously penned the honourable life and death of

worthy Sir Francis Drake."[621:A]

As the poetry of Fitzgeffrey is very little known, we shall give the

Sonnet to Lady Drake as a pleasing specimen of his genius:

"Divorc'd by Death, but wedded still by Love,

For Love by Death can never be divorc'd;

Loe! England's dragon, thy true turtle dove,

To seeke his make is now againe enforc'd.

Like as the sparrow from the kestrel's ire,

Made his asylum in the wise man's fist:

So, he and I, his tongues-man, do require

Thy sanctuary, envie to resist.

So may heroique Drake, whose worth gave wings

Unto my Muse, that nere before could fly,

And taught her tune these harsh discordant strings

A note above her rurall minstrelsy,

Live in himselfe, and I in him may live;

Thine eyes to both vitality shall give."[621:B]

Beside his volume on Drake, Fitzgeffrey was the author of a collection

of Latin epigrams, in three books, under the title of _Affaniæ_,

printed in 8vo., 1601, and of a religious poem, called "The Blessed

Birth-day," 1634, 4to. He lived highly respected both as a poet and

divine, and died at his parsonage-house in 1636-7.

16. FLETCHER, GILES, the elder brother of Phineas Fletcher, was born

in 1588, took the degree of bachelor of divinity at Oxford, and died

at his rectory of Alderton, in Suffolk, in 1623. The production which

has given him a poet's fame, was published in 1610, under the title

of "Christ's Victory and Triumph in Heaven and Earth over and after

Death," Cambridge, 4to. It is written in stanzas of eight lines, and

divided into four parts, under the appellations of _Christs Victory

in Heaven_, his _Triumph on Earth_, his _Triumph over Death_, and his

_Triumph after Death_.

This is a poem which exhibits strong powers of description, and a

great command of language; it is, however, occasionally sullied by

conceits, and by a frequent play upon words, of which the initial

stanza is a striking proof. Our author was an ardent admirer of

Spenser, and has in many instances successfully imitated his

picturesque mode of delineation, though he has avoided following him

in the use of the prosopopeia.

17. FLETCHER, PHINEAS, who surpassed his brother in poetical genius,

took his bachelor's degree at King's College, Cambridge, in 1604, and

his master's degree in 1608. Though his poems were not published until

1633, there is convincing proof that they were written before 1610; for

Giles, at the close of his "Christ's Victory," printed in this year,

thus beautifully alludes not only to his brother's Purple Island, but

to his eclogues, as previous compositions:—

"But let the Kentish lad, that lately taught

His _oaten reed_ the trumpets silver sound,

_Young Thyrsilis_; and for his music brought

The willing spheres from Heav'n, to lead around

The dancing nymphs and swains, that sung, and crown'd

Eclectas Hymen with ten thousand flowers

Of choicest praise, and hung her heav'nly bow'rs

With saffron garlands, dress'd for nuptial paramours:

Let his shrill trumpet, with her silver blast

Of fair Eclecta, and her spousal bed,

Be the sweet pipe, and smooth encomiast:

But my green Muse, hiding her younger head,

Under old Camus's flaggy banks, that spread

Their willow locks abroad, and all the day

With their own wa'try shadows wanton play:

Dares not those high amours, and love-sick songs assay."[622:A]

It is, indeed, highly probable, that they were composed even before

he took his bachelor's degree; for, in the dedication of his "Purple

Island" to his learned friend, Edward Benlowes, Esq., he terms them

"raw essays of my very unripe years, and almost childhood."[622:B]

The "Purple Island" is an allegorical description, in twelve cantos,

of the corporeal and intellectual functions of man. Its interest

and effect have been greatly injured by a too minute investigation

of anatomical facts; the first five cantos being little else than

a lecture in rime, and productive more of disgust than any other

sensation. In the residue of the poem, the bard bursts forth with

unshackled splendour, and the passions and mental powers are

personified with great brilliancy of imagination, and great warmth of

colouring. Like his brother, however, he is defective in taste; the

great charm of composition, simplicity, is too often lost amid the

mazes of quaint conception and meretricious ornament. Yet are there

passages interspersed through this allegory, of exquisite tenderness

and sweetness, alike simple and correct in diction, chaste in creative

power, and melodious in versification.

The "Piscatory Eclogues," to novelty of scenery, add many passages

of genuine and delightful poetry, and the music of the verse is

often highly gratifying to the ear; but many of the same faults are

discernible in these pieces, which we remarked in the "Purple Island;"

pedantry and forced conceits occasionally intrude, and, though the

poet has not injured the effect of his delineations by coarseness, or

rusticity of expression, he has sometimes forgotten the simple elegance

which should designate the pastoral muse.

Our author was presented to the living of Hilgay, in Norfolk, in 1621,

and died there about the year 1650.

18. GASCOIGNE, GEORGE, the son of Sir John Gascoigne, was descended

from an ancient family in Essex, and, after a private education under

the care of Stephen Nevinson, L.L.D. he was sent to Cambridge, and from

thence to Gray's Inn, for the purpose of studying the law. Like many

men, however, of warm passions and strong imagination, he neglected

his profession for the amusements and dissipation of a court, and

having exhausted his paternal property, he found himself under the

necessity of seeking abroad, in a military capacity, that support which

he had failed to acquire at home. He accordingly accepted a Captain's

commission in Holland, in 1572, under William Prince of Orange, and

having signalised his courage at the siege of Middleburg, had the

misfortune to be captured by the Spaniards near Leyden, and, after four

month's imprisonment, revisited his native country.

He now resumed his profession and his apartments at Gray's Inn; but in

1575, on his return from accompanying Queen Elizabeth in her progress

to Kenelworth Castle, he fixed his residence at his "poore house," at

Walthamstow, where he employed himself in collecting and publishing

his poems. He was not long destined, however, to enjoy this literary

leisure; for, according to George Whetstone, who was "an eye-witness

of his godly and charitable end in this world[624:A]," he expired at

Stamford, in Lincolnshire, on the 7th of October, 1577, when he was

probably under forty years of age.[624:B]

The poetry of Gascoigne was twice collected during his life-time;

firstly, in 1572, in a quarto volume, entitled, "A Hundreth sundrie

Flowres bounde up in one small Poesie. Gathered partely (by

translation) in the fyne outlandish Gardins of Euripides, Ovid,

Petrarke, Ariosto, and others: and partly by invention, out of our

owne fruitefull Orchardes in Englande: Yielding sundrie sweet savors

of Tragical, Comical, and Morall Discourses, both pleasaunt and

profitable to the well smellyng noses of learned Readers. Meritum

petere, grave. At London, Imprinted for Richarde Smith;" and secondly

in 1575, with the title of "The Posies of George Gascoigne Esquire.

Corrected, perfected and augmented by the Authour. _Tam Marti, quam

Mercurio._ Imprinted at London by H. Bynneman for Richard Smith."

The edition is divided into three parts, under the appellation of

_Flowers_, _Hearbes_, and _Weedes_, to which are annexed "Certayne

notes of Instruction concerning the making of verse or ryme in English,

written at the request of Master Edouardo Donati."

Besides these collections, Gascoigne published separately, "The Glasse

of Government. A Tragical Comedie," 1575. "The Steele Glas. A Satyre,"

1576. "The Princely Pleasures, at the Court at Kenelworth," 1576; and

"A Delicate Diet for daintie mouthde Drunkards," a prose tract, 1576.

After his death appeared, in 1586, his tract, entitled, "The Droome of

Doomes Day;" and in 1587, was given to the world, a complete edition of

his works, in small quarto, black letter.

Gascoigne, though patronised by several illustrious characters, among

whom may be enumerated, Lord Grey of Wilton, the Earl of Bedford,

and Sir Walter Raleigh, appears to have suffered so much from the

envy and malignity of his critics, as to induce him to intimate, that

the disease of which he died, was occasioned by the irritability of

mind resulting from these attacks; and yet, as far as we have an

opportunity of judging, his contemporaries seem to have done justice

to his talents; at least Gabriel Harvey[625:A] and Arthur Hall[625:B],

Nash[625:C], Webbe[625:D], and Puttenham[625:E], have together praised

him for his wit, his imagination, and his metre; and in the Glosse

to Spenser's Calender, he is styled "the very chief of our late

rymers."[626:A]

The poetry of our author has not, in modern times, met with all the

attention which it deserves; specimens, it is true, have been selected

by Cooper, Percy, Warton, Headley, Ellis, Brydges, and Haslewood; but,

with the exception of the re-impression of 1810, in Mr. Chalmers's

English Poets, no edition of his works has been published since

1587. This is the more extraordinary, for, as the ingenious editor

just mentioned has remarked, "there are three respects in which his

claims to originality require to be noticed as æras in a history of

poetry. His Steele Glass is among the first specimens of blank verse

in our language; his Jocasta is the second theatrical piece written

in that measure; and his Supposes is the first comedy written in

prose."[626:B] Warton has pronounced him to have "much exceeded all the

poets of his age in smoothness and harmony of versification[626:C],"

an encomium which peculiarly applies to the lyrical portion of his

works, which is indeed exquisitely polished, though not altogether free

from affectation and antithesis. Among these pieces, too, is to be

discovered a considerable range of fancy, much tenderness and glow of

sentiment, and a frequent felicity of expression. In moral and didactic

poetry, he has likewise afforded us proofs approaching to excellence,

and his satire entitled "The Steele Glass," includes a curious and

minute picture of the manners and customs of the age.

To the "Supposes" of Gascoigne, a translation from the Suppotiti of

Ariosto, executed with peculiar neatness and ease, Shakspeare has been

indebted for a part of his plot of the "Taming of the Shrew."[626:D]

19. GREENE, ROBERT. Of this ingenious and prolific writer, we have

already related so many particulars, that nothing more can be wanting

here, than a brief character of his poetical genius. Were his poetry

collected from his various pamphlets and plays, of which nearly fifty

are known to be extant, a most interesting little volume might be

formed. The extreme rarity, however, of his productions, may render

this an object of no easy attainment; but of its effect a pretty

accurate idea may be acquired from what has been done by Mr. Beloe,

who, in his Anecdotes of Literature, has collected many beautiful

specimens from the following pieces of our author. _Tullie's Love_,

1616; _Penelope's Web_, 1601; _Farewell to Follie_, 1617; _Never Too

Late_, 1590; _History of Arbasto_, 1617; _Arcadia, or Menaphon_, 1589;

_Orphanion_, 1599; _Philomela_, 1592.[627:A]

Though most of the productions of Greene were written to supply the

wants of the passing hour, yet the poetical effusions scattered through

his works betray few marks of haste or slovenliness, and many of them,

indeed, may be classed among the most polished and elegant of their

day. To much warmth and fertility of fancy, they add a noble strain

of feeling and enthusiasm, together with many exquisite touches of

the pathetic, and so many impressive lessons of morality, as, in a

great measure, to atone for the licentiousness of several of his prose

tracts.[627:B]

20. HALL, JOSEPH, Bishop of Exeter and Norwich, was born on the

first of July 1574, at Brestow Park, Leicestershire. He was admitted

of Emanuel College, Cambridge, at the age of fifteen, and when

twenty-three years old, published his satires, under the title of

Virgidemiarum, Sixe Bookes. First Three Bookes of Tooth-less Satyrs:

1. Poetical; 2. Academicall; 3. Moral; printed by T. Creede for R.

Dexter 1597. The Three last Bookes of Byting Satyrs, by R. Bradock

for Dexter, 1598. Both parts were reprinted together in 1599, and have

conferred upon their author a just claim to the appellation of one of

our earliest and best satiric poets. Of the legitimate satire, indeed,

he appears to have given us the first example, an honour upon which he

justly prides himself, for, in the opening of his prologue, he tells us

"I first adventure, with fool-hardy might,

To tread the steps of perilous despight:

I first adventure, follow me who list,

And be the _second_ English satirist."

On the re-publication of the Virgidemiarum at Oxford, in 1752, Gray,

in a letter to Dr. Wharton, speaking of these satires, says, "they

are full of spirit and poetry, as much of the first as Dr. Donne, and

far more of the latter[628:A];" and Warton, at the commencement of

an elaborate and extended critique on Hall's poetic genius, in the

Fragment of his fourth volume of the History of English Poetry, gives

the following very discriminative character of these satires. They "are

marked," he observes, "with a classical precision, to which English

poetry had yet rarely attained. They are replete with animation of

style and sentiment. The indignation of the satirist is always the

result of good sense. Nor are the thorns of severe invective unmixed

with the flowers of pure poetry. The characters are delineated in

strong and lively colouring, and their discriminations are touched with

the masterly traces of genuine humour. The versification is equally

energetic and elegant, and the fabric of the couplets approaches

to the modern standard. It is no inconsiderable proof of a genius

predominating over the general taste of an age when every preacher was

a punster, to have written verses, where laughter was to be raised,

and the reader to be entertained with sallies of pleasantry, without

quibbles and conceits. His chief fault is obscurity, arising from a

remote phraseology, constrained combinations, unfamiliar allusions,

elliptical apostrophes, and abruptness of expression. Perhaps some

will think that his manner betrays too much of the laborious exactness

and pedantic anxiety of the scholar and the student. Ariosto in

Italian, and Regnier in French, were now almost the only modern

writers of satire; and I believe there had been an English translation

of Ariosto's Satires. But Hall's acknowledged patterns are Juvenal

and Persius, not without some touches of the urbanity of Horace.

His parodies of these poets, or rather his adaptations of ancient

to modern manners, a mode of imitation not unhappily practised by

Oldham, Rochester, and Pope, discover great facility and dexterity of

invention. The moral gravity and the censorial declamation of Juvenal,

he frequently enlivens with a train of more refined reflection, or

adorns with a novelty and variety of images."[629:A]

The Satires of Hall exhibit a very minute and curious picture of

the literature and manners, the follies and vices of his times, and

numerous quotations in the course of our work will amply prove the wit,

the sagacity, and the elegance of his Muse. Poetry was the occupation

merely of his youth, the vigour and decline of his days being employed

in the composition of professional works, calculated, by their piety,

eloquence, and originality, to promote, in the most powerful manner,

the best interests of morality and religion. This great and good man

died, after a series of persecution from the republican party, at his

little estate at Heigham, near Norwich, on the 8th of September 1656,

and in the eighty-second year of his age.

21. HARINGTON, SIR JOHN. Among the numerous translators of the

Elizabethan period, this gentleman merits peculiar notice, as

having, through the medium of his Ariosto, "enriched our poetry by

a communication of new stores of fiction and imagination, both of

the romantic and comic species, of Gothic machinery and familiar

manners."[629:B] His version of the Orlando Furioso, of which the

first edition was published in 1591, procured him a large share of

celebrity. Stowe, in his Annals, has classed him among those "excellent

poets which worthily flourish, in their own works, and lived together

in Queen Elizabeth's reign[630:A];" and Fuller[630:B], Philips, Dryden,

and others, to the middle of the eighteenth century, have spoken of

him in terms of similar commendation. In point of poetical execution,

however, his translation, whatever might be its incidental operation

on our poetic literature, must now be considered as vulgar, tame, and

inaccurate. Sir John was born at Kelston near Bath, in 1561, and died

there in 1612, aged fifty-one. His "Epigrams," in four Books, were

published after his death; first in 1615, when the fourth book alone

was printed; again in 1618, including the whole collection; and a third

time in 1625, small 8vo.[630:C] The poetical merit of these pieces is

very trifling, but they throw light upon contemporary character and

manners.[630:D]

22. JONSON, BENJAMIN. Of this celebrated poet, the friend and companion

of Shakspeare, a very brief notice, and limited to his minor pieces,

will here be necessary, as his dramatic works and some circumstances of

his life, will hereafter occupy their due share of attention. His poems

were divided by himself into "Epigrams," "The Forest," "Under-woods,"

and a translation of "Horace's Art of Poetrie;" to which his late

editors have added, "Miscellaneous Pieces." The _general_ cast of

these poems is not such as will recommend them to a modern ear; they

are but too often cold and affected; but occasionally, instances of a

description the very reverse of these epithets, are to be found, where

simplicity and beauty of expression constitute the prominent features.

It is chiefly, if not altogether, among his minor pieces in the lyric

measure that we meet with this peculiar neatness and concinnity of

diction: thus, in "The Forest," the lines from Catullus, beginning

"Come, my Celia, let us prove," and the well-known song

"Drink to me only with thine eyes;"

in the "Underwoods," the stanzas commencing

"For Love's sake kisse me once again;"

"Or scorne, or pittie on me take;"

and, among his "Songs," these with the initial lines

"Queene and huntresse, chaste and faire;"

"Still to be neat, still to be drest;"

are striking proofs of these excellencies.

We must also remark that, among his "Epistles" and "Miscellaneous

Pieces," there are discoverable a few very conspicuous examples of the

union of correct and nervous sentiment with singular force and dignity

of elocution. Of this happy combination, the Lines to the Memory of

Shakspeare, an eulogium which will claim our attention in a future

page, may be quoted as a brilliant model.

23. LODGE, THOMAS, M. D. This gentleman, though possessing celebrity,

in his day, as a physician, is chiefly entitled to the attention of

posterity as a poet. He was a native of Lincolnshire, and born about

1556; educated at Oxford, of which he became a member about 1573, and

died of the plague at London, in September 1625. He has the double

honour of being the first who published, in our language, a Collection

of Satires, so named, and of having suggested to Shakspeare the plot of

his AS YOU LIKE IT. Philips, in his Theatrum Poetarum, characterises

him as "one of the writers of those pretty old pastoral songs, which

were very much the strain of those times[632:A];" but has strangely

overlooked his satirical powers; these, however, have been noticed by

Meres, who remarks, that "as Horace, Lucilius, Juvenal, Persius and

Lucullus are the best for Satyre among the Latins, so with us in the

same faculty, these are chiefe: Piers Plowman, LODGE, Hall of Emanuel

Colledge in Cambridge, the author of Pigmalion's Image," &c.[632:B] The

work which gives him precedence, as a writer of professed satires, is

entitled "A FIG FOR MOMUS; containing pleasant Varietie, included in

_Satyrs_, Eclogues, and Epistles, by T. L. of Lincolnes Inne, Gent."

1595.[632:C] It is dedicated to "William, Earle of Darbie," and though

published two years before the appearance of Hall's Satires, possesses

a spirit, ease and harmony, which that more celebrated poet has not

surpassed. Than the following lines, selected from the first satire, we

know few which, in the same department, can establish a better claim to

vigour, truth, and melody:—

"All men are willing with the world to haulte,

But no man takes delight to knowe his faulte—

Tell bleer-eid Linus that his sight is cleere,

Heele pawne himselfe to buy thee bread and beere;—

Find me a niggard that doth want the shift

To call his cursed avarice good thrift;

A rakehell sworne to prodigalitie,

That dares not terme it liberalitie;

A letcher that hath lost both flesh and fame,

That holds not letcherie a pleasant game:—

Thus with the world, the world dissembles still,

And to their own confusions follow will,

Holding it true felicitie to flie,

Not from the sinne, but from the seeing eie."[633:A]

The debt of Shakspeare to our author is to be found in a pamphlet

entitled "Rosalynde: Euphues Golden Legacie, found after his Death in

his Cell at Silexdra, by T. L. Gent." The poetical pieces interspersed

through this tract correspond with the character given of Lodge's

composition by Phillips; for they are truly pastoral, and are finished

in a style of great sweetness, delicacy, and feeling. Want of taste,

or want of intimacy with this production, has induced Mr. Steevens to

give a very improper estimate of it; "Shakspeare," he remarks, "has

followed Lodge's novel more exactly than is his general custom when he

is indebted to such _worthless_ originals; and has sketched some of his

principal characters, and borrowed a few expressions from it."[633:B]

The poetry of Lodge is to be gleaned from his pamphlets; particularly

from the two which we have mentioned, and from the two now to be

enumerated, namely, "Phillis: honoured with pastorall sonnets, elegies

and amorous delights. Where-unto is annexed, the tragicall complaynt

of Elstred," 1593, 4to., and "A most pleasant historie of Glaucus and

Scilla: with many excellent poems, and delectable sonnets," 1610, 4to.

He contributed, likewise, to the Collections termed _The Phœnix Nest_,

1593, and _England's Helicon_, 1600; and in the Preface, by Sir

Egerton Brydges, to the third edition of the latter Miscellany, so just

a tribute is paid to his genius as imperatively demands insertion; more

particularly if we consider the obscurity into which this poet has

fallen. "In ancient writings," observes the critic, "we frequently

meet with beautiful passages; but whole compositions are seldom free

from the most striking inequalities; from inharmonious verses; from

lame, or laboured and quaint expressions; and creeping or obscure

thoughts. In Lodge we find whole pastorals and odes, which have all

the ease, polish, and elegance of a modern author. How natural is

the sentiment, and how sweet the expression of the following in _Old

Damon's Pastoral_:

"Homely hearts do harbour quiet;

Little fear, and mickle solace;

States suspect their bed and diet;

Fear and craft do haunt the palace.

Little would I, little want I,

Where the mind and store agreeth;

Smallest comfort is not scanty;

Least he longs that little seeth.

Time hath been that I have longed.

Foolish I to like of folly,

To converse where honour thronged,

To my pleasures linked wholly:

Now I see, and seeing sorrow

That the day consum'd returns not:

Who dare trust upon to-morrow,

When nor time nor life sojourns not!"

"How charmingly he breaks out in _The Solitary Shepherd's Song_:—

"O shady vale, O fair enriched meads,

O sacred flowers, sweet fields, and rising mountains;

O painted flowers, green herbs where Flora treads,

Refresh'd by wanton winds and watry fountains!"

"Is there one word or even accent obsolete in this picturesque and

truly poetical stanza?

"But if such a tender and moral fancy be ever allowed to trifle, is

there any thing of the same kind in the whole compass of English poetry

more exquisite, more delicately imagined, or expressed with more

finished and happy artifice of language, than Rosalind's Madrigal,

beginning—

"Love in my bosom, like a bee,

Doth suck his sweet:

Now with his wings he plays with me,

Now with his feet.

Within mine eyes he makes his rest;

His bed amidst my tender breast;

My kisses are his daily feast;

And yet he robs me of my rest.

Ah, wanton, will ye?"—

"Compare Dr. Lodge not only with his cotemporaries but his successors,

and who, except Breton, has so happily anticipated the taste,

simplicity, and purity of the most refined age."[635:A]

Beside his miscellaneous poetry, Lodge published two dramatic

pieces[635:B], and may be considered as a voluminous prose writer.

Seven of his prose tracts are described by Mr. Beloe[635:C], and he

translated the works of Josephus and Luc. An. Seneca.[635:D]

24. MARLOW, CHRISTOPHER. As the fame of this poet, though once in high

repute as a dramatic writer, is now supported merely by one of his

miscellaneous pieces, which is, indeed, of exquisite beauty, it has

been thought necessary briefly to introduce him here; a more extended

notice being deferred to a subsequent page. His earliest attempt

appeared in 1587, when he was about twenty-five years of age, in a

Translation of Coluthus's Rape of Helen into English rhyme. This was

followed by "Certaine of Ovid's Elegies," licensed in 1593, but not

printed until 1596. His next and happiest version was given to the

public in 1598, under the title of "The Loves of Hero and Leander,"

being, like the preceding, a posthumous publication; for the author

died prematurely in 1593, leaving this translation, of which the

original is commonly but erroneously ascribed to Musæus, unfinished.

Phillips, in his character of Marlow, comparing him with Shakspeare,

says, that he resembled him not only in his dramatic circumstances,

"but also because in his begun poem of Hero and Leander, he seems to

have a resemblance of that clean, and unsophisticated wit, which is

natural to that incomparable poet."[636:A] Marlow translated also

"Lucans first booke, line for line," in blank verse, which was licensed

in 1593, and printed in 1600; but the production which has given him a

claim to immortality, and which has retained its popularity even to the

present day, first made its appearance in "England's Helicon," under

the appellation of _The Passionate Shepheard to his Love_. Of an age

distinguished for the excellence of its rural poetry, this is, without

doubt, the most admirable and finished pastoral.

25. MARSTON, JOHN, who has a claim to introduction here, from his

powers as a satirical poet. In 1598, he published "The Metamorphosis,

or Pigmalion's Image. And certaine Satyres." Of these the former is

an elegant and luxurious description of a well-known fable, and to

this sportive effusion Shakspeare seems to allude in his "Measure for

Measure," where Lucio exclaims, "What, is there none of Pygmalion's

images, newly made woman, to be had now?"[636:B] His fame as a satirist

was established the year following, by the appearance of his "Scourge

of Villanie. Three Bookes of Satyres."

A reprint of these pieces was given to the world by Mr. Bowles, in the

year 1764, who terms the author the "_British Persius_," and adds, that

very little is recorded of him with certainty. "Antony a Wood," he

remarks, "who is generally exact in his accounts of men, and much to be

relied upon, is remarkably deficient with respect to him; indeed there

seems to be little reason to think he was of Oxford: it is certain from

his works, that he was of Cambridge, where he was cotemporary with Mr.

Hall, with whom, as it appears from his satyre, called Reactio, and

from the Scourge of Villanie, sat. 10., he had some dispute.—It has

not been generally known who was the author of Pigmalion and the five

satyres: but that they belong to Marston is clear from the sixth and

tenth satyres of the Scourge of Villanie: and to this may be added the

evidence of the collector of England's Parnassus, printed 1600, who

cites the five first lines of the dedication to opinion, prefixed to

Pigmalion by the name of J. Marston, p. 221."

"These satyres," says Mr. Warton, "in his observations on Spenser,

contain many well drawn characters, and several good strokes of

a satyrical genius, but are not, upon the whole, so finished and

classical as Bishop Hall's: the truth is, they were satyrists of a

different cast: Hall turned his pen against his cotemporary writers,

and particularly versifiers; _Marston_ chiefly inveighed against the

growing foibles and vices of the age."[637:A]

There is undoubtedly a want of polish in the satirical muse of

Marston, which seems, notwithstanding, the result rather of design

than inability; for the versification of "Pigmalion's Image," is in

many of its parts highly melodious. Strength, verging upon coarseness,

is, however, the characteristic of the "Scourge of Villanie," and may

warrant the assertion of the author of "The Returne from Parnassus,"

that he was "a ruffian in his stile."[637:B] Yet he is highly

complimented by Fitz-Geoffry, no mean judge of poetical merit, who

declares that he is

—————— "satyrarum proxima primæ,

Primaque, fas primas si numerare duas."[637:C]

26. NICCOLS, RICHARD. This elegant poet was born in 1584, was entered

of Magdalen College, Oxford, 1602, and took his bachelor's degree

in 1606. In 1607, he published "The Cuckow, a Poem," in the couplet

measure, which displays very vivid powers of description. His next

work was a new and enlarged edition of "The Mirror for Magistrates,"

dated 1610, and to which, as a third and last part, he has added,

with a distinct title, "A Winter Night's Vision. Being an Addition

of such Princes, especially famous, who were exempted in the former

Historie. By Richard Niccols, Oxon. Magd. Hall, &c." This supplement

consists of an Epistle to the Reader, a Sonnet to Lord Charles Howard,

an Induction, and the Lives of King Arthur; Edmund Ironside; Prince

Alfred; Godwin, Earl of Kent; Robert Curthose; King Richard the First;

King John; King Edward the Second; the two young Princes murdered in

the Tower, and King Richard the Third; a selection, to which, with

little accordancy, he has subjoined, in the octave stanza, a poem

entitled "England's Eliza: or the victorious and triumphant reigne of

that virgin empresse of sacred memorie, Elizabeth Queene of Englande,

&c." This is preceded by a Sonnet to Lady Elizabeth Clere, an Epistle

to the Reader, and an Induction.

Niccols' addition to this popular series of Legends merits considerable

praise, exhibiting many touches of the pathetic, and several

highly-wrought proofs of a strong and picturesque imagination. In the

Legend of Richard the Third, he appears to have studied with great

effect the Drama of Shakspeare.

In 1615, our author published "Monodia: or, Waltham's Complaint upon

the Death of the most virtuous and noble Lady, late deceased, the Lady

Honor Hay;" and in the subsequent year, an elaborate poem, under the

title of "London's Artillery, briefly containing the noble practise

of that worthie Societie; with the moderne and ancient martiall

exercises, natures of armes, vertue of Magistrates, Antiquitie, Glorie

and Chronography of this honourable Cittie." 4to.[638:A] This work,

dedicated to "the Right Honourable Sir John Jolles, Knight, Lord

Maior," &c. is introduced by two Sonnets, a Preface to the Reader, and

a metrical Induction; it consists of ten cantos, in couplets, with

copious illustrative notes; but, in point of poetical execution, is

greatly inferior to his Cuckow, and Winter Night's Vision. Niccols,

after residing several years at Oxford, left that University for the

capital, where, records Wood, he "obtained an employment suitable to

his faculty."[639:A]

27. RALEIGH, SIR WALTER. Of this great, this high-minded, but

unfortunate man, it will not be expected that, in his military,

naval, or political character, any detail should here be given; it is

only with Sir Walter, as a poet, that we are at present engaged, and

therefore, after stating that he was born in 1552, at Hayes Farm, in

the parish of Budley in Devonshire, and that, to the eternal disgrace

of James the First, he perished on a scaffold in 1618, we proceed to

record the singular circumstance, that, until the year 1813, no lover

of our literature has thought it necessary to collect his poetry.

The task, however, has at length been performed, in a most elegant

and pleasing manner, by Sir Egerton Brydges[639:B], and we have only

to regret that the pieces which he has been able to throw together,

should prove so few. Yet we may be allowed to express some surprise,

that two poems quoted as Sir Walter's in Sir Egerton's edition of

Phillips's "Theatrum Poetarum," should not have found a place in

this collection. Of these, the first is attributed to Raleigh, on

the authority of MSS. in the British Museum, and is entitled, "Sir

Walter Raleigh in the Unquiet Rest of his last Sickness," a production

equally admirable for its sublimity and Christian morality, and for the

strength and concinnity of its expression[639:C]; the second, of which

the closing couplet is quoted by Puttenham[639:D] as our author's, is

given entire by Oldys from a transcript by Lady Isabella Thynne, where

it is designated as "The Excuse written by Sir Walter Raleigh in his

younger years[639:E]," and though vitiated by conceit, appears to be

well authenticated. These, together with two fragments preserved by

Puttenham[640:A], would have proved welcome additions to the volume,

and, with the exception of his "Cynthia," a poem in praise of the

Queen, and now lost, might probably have included all that has been

attributed to the muse of Raleigh.

The poetry of our bard seems to have been highly valued in his own

days; Puttenham says, that "for dittie and amorous ode, I finde Sir

Walter Rawleygh's vayne most loftie, insolent, and passionate[640:B];"

and Bolton affirms, that "the English poems of Sir Walter Raleigh

are not easily to be mended[640:C];" opinions which, even in the

nineteenth century, a perusal of his poems will tend to confirm. Of

vigour of diction, and moral energy of thought, the pieces entitled,

"_A Description of the Country's Recreations_;" a "_Vision upon the

Fairy Queen_;" the "_Farewell_," and the _Lines_ written in "_his last

Sickness_," may be quoted as exemplars: and for amatory sweetness, and

pastoral simplicity, few efforts will be found to surpass the poems

distinguished as "_Phillida's Love-call_;" "_The Shepherd's Description

of Love_;" the "_Answer to Marlow_," and "_The Silent Lover_."

The general estimate of Raleigh as a poet, has been sketched by

Sir E. Brydges with his usual felicity of illustration, and as the

impression with which he has favoured the public is very limited, and

must necessarily soon become extremely scarce, a transcript from this

portion of his introductory matter, will have its due value with the

reader.

"Do I pronounce RALEIGH a poet? Not, perhaps, in the judgment of a

severe criticism. RALEIGH, in his better days, was too much occupied

in action to have cultivated all the powers of a poet, which require

solitude and perpetual meditation, and a refinement of sensibility,

such as intercourse with business and the world deadens!

"But, perhaps, it will be pleaded, that his long years of imprisonment

gave him leisure for meditation, more than enough! It has been

beautifully said by Lovelace, that

"Stone walls do not a prison make,

Nor iron bars a cage,"

so long as the mind is free. But broken spirits, and indescribable

injuries and misfortunes, do not agree with the fervour required by the

Muse. Hope, that 'sings of promised pleasure,' could never visit him

in his dreary bondage; and Ambition, whose lights had hitherto led him

through difficulties and dangers and sufferings, must now have kept

entirely aloof from one, whose fetters disabled him to follow as a

votary in her train. Images of rural beauty, quiet, and freedom might,

perhaps, have added, by the contrast, to the poignancy of his present

painful situation; and he might rather prefer the severity of mental

labour in unravelling the dreary and comfortless records of perplexing

History in remote ages of war and bloodshed, than to quicken his

sensibilities by lingering amid the murmurs of Elysian waterfalls!

"There are times when we dare not stir our feelings or our fancies;

when the only mode of reconciling ourselves to the excruciating

pressure of our sorrows is the encouragement of a dull apathy, which

will allow none but the coarser powers of the intellect to operate.

"The production of an _Heroic Poem_ would have nobly employed this

illustrious Hero's mighty faculties, during the lamentable years of

his unjust incarceration. But how could _He_ delight to dwell on the

tale of Heroes, to whom the result of Heroism had been oppression,

imprisonment, ruin, and condemnation to death?

"We have no proof that RALEIGH possessed the copious, vivid, and

creative powers of Spenser; nor is it probable that any cultivation

would have brought forth from him fruit equally rich. But even in

the careless fragments now presented to the reader, I think we can

perceive some traits of attraction and excellence which, perhaps, even

Spenser wanted. If less diversified than that gifted bard, he would,

I think, have sometimes been more forcible and sublime. His images

would have been more gigantic, and his reflections more daring. With

all his mental attention keenly bent on the busy state of existing

things in political society, the range of his thoughts had been lowered

down to practical wisdom; but other habits of intellectual exercise,

excursions into the ethereal fields of fiction, and converse with the

spirits which inhabit those upper regions, would have given a grasp

and a colour to his conceptions as magnificent as the fortitude of his

soul!"[642:A]

28. SACKVILLE, THOMAS, Lord Buckhurst, was born at Withyam, in Sussex,

in 1527.[642:B] Though a statesman of some celebrity in the reign of

Elizabeth, his fame with posterity rests entirely on his merits as a

poet, and these are of the highest order. He possesses the singular

felicity of being the first writer of a genuine English tragedy, and

the primary inventor of "The Mirrour for Magistrates;" two obligations

conferred upon poetry of incalculable extent.

Of Gorboduc, which was acted in 1561, and surreptitiously printed in

1563, we shall elsewhere have occasion to speak, confining our notice,

in this place, to his celebrated _Induction_ and _Legend of Henry

Duke of Buckingham_, which were first published in the _Second Part_

and _Second Edition of Baldwin's Mirrour for Magistrates_, printed

in 1563. To this collection we are, indeed, most highly indebted, if

the observation of Lord Orford be correct:—"Our historic plays," he

remarks, "are allowed to have been founded on the heroic narratives in

the Mirrour for Magistrates; to that plan, and to the boldness of lord

Buckhurst's new scenes, perhaps we owe SHAKSPEARE!"[642:C]

Our gratitude to this nobleman will be still further enhanced, when

we recollect, that he was more assuredly a model for _Spenser_,

the allegorical pictures in his _Induction_ being, in the opinion

of Warton, "so beautifully drawn, that, in all probability, they

contributed to direct, at least to stimulate, Spenser's imagination."

In fact, whoever reads this noble poem of Lord Buckhurst with attention

must feel convinced, that it awoke into being the allegorical groupes

of Spenser; and that, in force of imagination, in pathos, and in awful

and picturesque delineation, it is not inferior to any canto of the

Fairie Queen. Indeed from the nature of its plan, the scene being laid

in hell, and _Sorrow_ being the conductor of the hapless complainants,

it often assumes a deeper tone and exhibits a more sombre hue than the

muse of Spenser, and more in consonance with the severer intonations of

the harp of Dante. How greatly is it to be lamented that the effusions

of this divine bard are limited to the pieces which we have enumerated,

and that so early in life he deserted the fountains of inspiration,

to embark on a troubled sea of politics. Lord Buckhurst died, full of

honours, at the Council-Table at Whitehall, on April 19th, 1608, aged

eighty-one.

Sir Egerton Brydges, speaking of his magnificent seat at Knowle in

West-Kent, tells us, that, "though restored with all the freshness

of modern art, it retains the character and form of its Elizabethan

splendour. The visitor may behold the same walls, and walk in the same

apartments, which witnessed the inspiration of him, who composed _The

Induction_, and _the Legend of the Duke of Buckingham_! He may sit

under the same oaks, and behold, arrayed in all the beauty of art,

the same delightful scenery, which cherished the day-dreams of the

glowing poet! Perchance he may behold the same shadowy beings glancing

through the shades, and exhibiting themselves in all their picturesque

attitudes to his entranced fancy!"[643:A]

29. SOUTHWELL, ROBERT. This amiable but unfortunate Roman Catholic

Priest was born at St. Faith's in Norfolk, 1560; he was educated at

the University of Douay, became a member of the Society of Jesus at

Rome, when but sixteen, and finally prefect in the English college

there. Being sent as a missionary to England, in 1584, he was betrayed

and apprehended in 1592, and after being imprisoned three years, and

racked ten times, he was executed, as an agent for Popery, at Tyburn,

on the 21st of February 1595.

Whatever may have been his religious intemperance or enthusiasm, his

works, as a poet and a moralist, place him in a most favourable light;

and we are unwilling to credit, that he who was thus elevated, just,

and persuasive in his writings, could be materially incorrect in his

conduct. In 1595, appeared his "Saint Peters Complaint, with other

poems:" 4to., which went through a second impression in the same

year, and was followed by "Mœoniæ. Or certaine excellent poems and

spiritual Hymns; omitted in the last impression of Peter's complaint;

being needefull thereunto to be annexed, as being both divine and

wittie," 1595-1596. 4to. These two articles contain his poetical works;

his other publications, under the titles of "Marie Magdalen's Funerall

Tears;" "The Triumphs over Death; or a consolatorie Epistle, for

afflicted minds, in the effects of dying friends," and "Short Rules of

Good Life," being tracts in prose, though interspersed with occasional

pieces of poetry.

The productions of Southwell, notwithstanding the unpopularity of his

religious creed, were formerly in great request; "it is remarkable,"

observes Mr. Ellis, "that the very few copies of his works which are

now known to exist, are the remnant of at least seventeen different

editions, of which eleven were printed between 1593 and 1600."[644:A]

The most ample edition of his labours was printed in 1620 in 16mo., and

exhibits five distinct title-pages to the several pieces which we have

just enumerated.

Bolton in his "Hypercritica," written about 1616, does credit, to

his taste, by remarking that "never must be forgotten St. Peter's

Complaint, and those other serious poems, said to be father

Southwells: the English whereof, as it is most proper, so the

sharpness and light of wit is very rare in them."[645:A] From this

period, however, oblivion seems to have hidden the genius of Southwell

from observation, until Warton, by reproducing the criticism of Bolton,

in the third volume of his History of English Poetry 1781, recalled

attention to the neglected bard. Two years afterwards, Mr. Waldron,

in his notes to Ben Jonson's Sad Shepherd, gave us three specimens of

Southwell's poetry; Mr. Headley reprinted these in 1787[645:B]; Mr.

Ellis extracted an additional piece from the "Mœoniæ" in 1801; in 1802

Ritson presented us with a list of his writings accompanied by the

notes of Mr. Park[645:C]; and lastly, in 1808, Mr. Haslewood favoured

us with an essay on his life and works.[645:D]

Both the poetry and the prose of Southwell possess the most decided

merit; the former, which is almost entirely restricted to moral and

religious subjects, flows in a vein of great harmony, perspicuity, and

elegance, and breathes a fascination resulting from the subject and

the pathetic mode of treating it, which fixes and deeply interests the

reader.

Mr. Haslewood, on concluding his essay on Southwell, remarks, that

"those who 'least love the religion,' still must admire and praise the

author, and regret that neither his simple strains in prose, nor his

'polished metre,' have yet obtained a collected edition of his works

for general readers." The promise of such an edition escaped from

the pen of Mr. Headley; at least it was his intention to re-publish

"the better part of Southwell's poetry;" but death, most unhappily,

precluded the attempt.

30. SPENSER, EDMUND. This great poet, who was born in London in 1553,

has acquired an ever-during reputation in pastoral and epic poetry,

especially in the last. His "Shepheard's Calender: conteining twelve

aeglogues, proportionable to the twelve monethes," was published in

1579; it is a work which has conferred upon him the title of the

Father of the English pastoral, and has almost indissolubly associated

his name with those of Theocritus and Virgil. Yet two great defects

have contributed deeply to injure the popularity of his Calender;

the adoption of a language much too old and obsolete for the age in

which it was written, and the too copious introduction of satire on

ecclesiastical affairs. The consequence of this latter defect, this

incongruous mixture of church polemics, has been, that the aeglogues

for May, July, and September, are any thing but pastorals. Simplicity

of diction is of the very essence of perfection in pastoral poetry; but

vulgar, rugged, and obscure terms, can only be productive of disgust;

a result which was felt and complained of by the contemporaries of the

poet, and which not all the ingenuity of his old commentator, E. K.,

can successfully palliate or defend. The pieces which have been least

injured by this "ragged and rustical rudeness," as the scholiast aptly

terms it, are the pastorals for January, June, October and December,

which are indeed very beautiful, and the genuine offspring of the rural

reed.

It is, however, to the _Fairie Queene_ that we must refer for a

just delineation of this illustrious bard. It appears to have been

commenced about the year 1579; the first three books were printed in

1590, and the fourth, fifth, and sixth, in 1596. Whether the remaining

six books, which were to have completed the design, were finished or

not, continues yet unascertained; Browne, the author of Britannias

Pastorals[646:A], and Sir Aston Cokain[646:B], consider the poem to

have been left nearly in its present unfinished state; while Sir James

Ware asserts[646:C] that the latter books were lost by the carelessness

of the poet's servant whom he had sent before him into England on

the breaking out of the rebellion, and, what seems still more to the

purpose, Sir John Stradling, a contemporary of Spenser, and a highly

respectable character, positively declares that some of his manuscripts

were burnt when his house in Ireland was fired by the rebels.[647:A]

Now, as two cantos of a lost book, entitled _The Legend of Constancy_,

were actually published in 1609 as a part of Spenser's manuscripts

which had escaped the conflagration of his castle, it is highly

probable that the declaration of Sir John Stradling is correct, and

that the poet, if he did not absolutely finish the Fairie Queene, had

made considerable progress in the work, and that his labours perished

with his mansion.

The defects which have vitiated the _Shepheard's Calender_, are not

apparent in the _Fairie Queene_; the charge of obsolete diction, which

has been so generally urged against the latter poem, must have arisen

from the just censure which, in this respect, was bestowed upon the

former, and the transference may be considered as a striking proof of

critical negligence, and of the long-continued influence of opinion,

however erroneous. The language of the Fairie Queene is, in fact, the

language of the era in which it was written, and even in the present

day, with few and trifling exceptions, as intelligible as are the texts

of Shakspeare and Milton.[647:B]

Had Spenser, in this admirable poem, preserved greater unity in the

construction of his fable; had he, following the example of Ariosto,

employed human instead of allegorical heroes, he would undoubtedly

have been at once the noblest and most interesting of poets. But, as

it is, the warmest admirer of his numerous excellencies must confess,

that the Personifications which conduct the business of the poem, and

are consequently exposed to the broad day-light of observation, are

too unsubstantial in their form and texture, too divested of all human

organisation, to become the subjects of attachment or anxiety. They

flit before us, indeed, as mere abstract and metaphysical essences, as

beings neither of this nor any other order of planetary existence. A

witch, a fairy, or a magician, is a creation sufficiently blended with

humanity, to be capable of exciting very powerful emotion; but the

meteor-shades of Holiness or Chastity, personally conducting a long

series of adventures, is a contrivance so very remote from all earthly,

or even what we conceive of supernatural, agency, as to baffle and

revolt the credulities of the reader, however ductile or acquiescent.

Yet, notwithstanding these great and obvious errors in the very

foundation of the structure, the merits of Spenser in every other

respect are of so decided and exalted a nature, as to place him,

in spite of every deduction, in the same class with Homer, Dante,

Shakspeare, and Milton. His versification is, in general, uncommonly

sweet and melodious; his powers of description such, with respect

to beauty, fidelity, and minute finishing, as have not since been

equalled; while in strength, brilliancy, and fertility of imagination,

it will be no hyperbole to assert, that he takes precedence of almost

every poet ancient or modern.

One peculiar and endearing characteristic of the Fairie Queene, is the

exquisite tenderness which pervades the whole poem. It is impossible

indeed to read it without being in love with the author, without being

persuaded that the utmost sweetness of disposition, and the purest

sincerity and goodness of heart distinguished him who thus delighted

to unfold the kindest feelings of our nature, and whose language, by

its singular simplicity and energy, seems to breathe the very stamp and

force of truth. How grateful is it to record, that the personal conduct

of the bard corresponded with the impression resulting from his works;

that gentleness, humility, and piety, were the leading features of his

life, as they still are the most delightful characteristics of his

poetry.[649:A]

Yet amiable and engaging as is the general cast of Spenser's genius, he

has nevertheless exhibited the most marked excellence as a delineator

of those passions and emotions which approach to, or constitute, the

sublime. No where do we find the agitations of fear, astonishment,

terror, and despair, drawn with such bold and masterly relief; they

start in living energy from his pen, and bear awful witness to the

grandeur and elevation of his powers.

It is almost superfluous to add, after what has been already

observed, that the morality of the Fairie Queene is throughout pure

and impressive. It is a poem which, more than any other, inculcates

those mild and passive virtues, that patience, resignation, and

forbearance, which owe their influence to Christian principles. While

vice and intemperance are developed in all their hideous deformity,

those self-denying efforts, those benevolent and social sympathies,

which soften and endear existence, are painted in the most bewitching

colours: it is, in short, a work from the study of which no human being

can rise without feeling fresh incitement to cherish and extend the

charities of life.

Spenser died comparatively, though not actually, indigent, on the 16th

of January, 1598.

31. STIRLING, WILLIAM ALEXANDER, EARL OF. This accomplished nobleman

was born at Menstrie, in the county of Clackmannan, Scotland, 1580,

a descendant of the family of Macdonald. He was a favourite both of

James the First, and of his son Charles, and by the latter was created

Viscount Canada, and subsequently Earl of Stirling. From an early

period he gave promise of more than common genius, and his attachment

to poetry was fostered, as in Drummond, by the sorrows of unrequited

love. To the stimulus of this powerful passion we are indebted for his

"Aurora: containing the first Fancies of the Author's Youth," 4to.,

which was published, together with some other pieces, in 1604. This

elegant production, the solace of a rural retreat, on his return from

a tour on the continent, consists of one hundred and six sonnets, ten

songs or odes, some madrigals, elegies, &c., and places the talents of

the writer in a very favourable point of view: for the versification

is often peculiarly harmonious, and many beauties, both in imagery and

sentiment, are interspersed through the collection, which, though a

juvenile production, must be pronounced the most poetical of his works.

The diction approximates, indeed, so nearly to that of the present

century, that a specimen may be considered as a curiosity, and will

confirm the assertion of Lord Orford, that he "was _greatly superior

to the style of his age_."[650:A] With the exception of a little

quaintness in the second line, the subsequent sonnet will equal the

expectation of the reader:—

SONNET X.

"I SWEARE, Aurora, by thy starrie eyes,

And by those golden lockes whose locke none slips,

And by the corall of thy rosie lippes,

And by the naked snowes which beautie dies;

I sweare by all the jewels of thy mind,

Whose like yet never worldly treasure bought,

Thy solide judgement and thy generous thought,

Which in this darkened age have clearly shin'd:

I sweare by those, and by my spotless love,

And by my secret, yet most fervent fires,

That I have never nurc'd but chast desires,

And such as modestie might well approve.

Then since I love those vertuous parts in thee,

Shouldst thou not love this vertuous mind in me?"[650:B]

The remaining poems of Stirling consist of four tragedies in alternate

rhyme, termed by their author "monarchicke;" namely, Darius, published

in 1603; Crœsus, in 1604; and the Alexandrean Tragedy, and Julius

Cæsar, in 1607. These pieces are not calculated for the stage; but

include some admirable lessons for sovereign power, and several

choruses written with no small share of poetic vigour. With the Aurora

in 1604, appeared his poem entitled, "A Parænesis to the Prince," a

production of great value both in a moral and literary light, and which

must have been highly acceptable to a character so truly noble as was

that of Henry, to whose memory he paid a pleasing tribute, by printing

an "Elegie on his Death," in 1612.

The most elaborate of this nobleman's works was given to the public at

Edinburgh, in 1614, in 4to., and entitled, "Domes-day; or the great

Day of the Lord's Judgment." It is divided into twelve _Houres_ or

_Cantos_, and has an encomium prefixed by Drummond. Piety and sound

morality, expressed often in energetic diction, form the chief merit

of this long poem, for it has little pretension to either sublimity or

pathos. It had excited, however, the attention of Addison; for when the

first two books of Domes-day were re-printed by A. Johnstoun in 1720,

their editor tells us, "that Addison had read the author's whole works

with the greatest satisfaction; and had remarked, that 'the beauties

of our ancient English poets were too slightly passed over by modern

writers, who, out of a peculiar singularity, had rather take pains to

find fault than endeavour to excel.'"[651:A]

Lord Stirling republished the whole of his poetical works, with the

exception of the "Aurora," in 1637, in a folio volume, including a new

but unfinished poem, under the title of _Jonathan_. This impression had

undergone a most assiduous revision, and was the last labour of its

author, who died on the 12th of February, 1640, in his sixtieth year.

32. SYDNEY, SIR PHILIP, one of the most heroic and accomplished

characters in the annals of England, was born at Penshurst[652:A],

in West Kent, on Nov. 29th, 1554, and died at the premature age of

thirty-one, on the 17th of October, 1586, having been mortally wounded

on the 26th of the preceding September, in a desperate engagement

near Zutphen. "As he was returning from the field of battle," records

his friend, Lord Brooke, "pale, languid, and thirsty with excess of

bleeding, he asked for water to quench his thirst. The water was

brought; and had no sooner approached his lips, than he instantly

resigned it to a dying soldier, whose ghastly countenance attracted his

notice—speaking these ever-memorable words; _This_ man's necessity is

still greater than mine."[652:B]

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