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A HISTORY OF ENGLISH POETRY

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A

HISTORY

OF

ENGLISH

POETRY

BY

W.

J.

COURTHOPE,

C.B.

M.A.,

D

LITT

,

LL.D.

LATE

PROFESSOR

OF

POETRY

IN

THE

UNIVERSITY

OF

OXFORD

HON.

FELLOW

OF

NEW

COLLEGE,

OXFORD

VOL.

III

THE

INTELLECTUAL

CONFLICT

OF

THE

SEVENTEENTH

CENTURY:

DECADENT

INFLUENCE

OF

THE

FEUDAL

MONARCH

GROWTH

OF

THE

NATIONAL

GENIUS

MACMILLAN

AND

CO.,

LIMITED

ST.

MARTIN'S

STREET,

LONDON

1911

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First

Edition

1903

Reprinted

1911

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PREFATORY NOTE

IN the first volume of this History I expressed the hope

that my work might be completed by the close of the

last century. I have observed without surprise that by

my failure to make good this anticipation I have ex-

posed myself to some, perhaps not unmerited, reproach.

But I venture to think I am not without excuse. Had

it indeed been my purpose to make this History a

mere record of biographical facts and isolated studies of

individual poets, I might have been able to perform

what I promised. But to accomplish the task that I

have proposed to myself—namely, to trace through our

poetry the growth of the national imagination, and to

estimate the place occupied by each poet in a continuous

movement of art — steady concentration of thought is

required; and here circumstances have been against me.

For to say nothing of my official duties, my election in

1895 to the Chair of Poetry at Oxford, which I could not

have foreseen when making my first calculations, turned

the thoughts of my leisure hours in a different direc-

tion, and it was not until the close of 1900 that I was

able to resume my interrupted work. If allowance be

made for this five years' interval, I trust it may be

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found that, should I be spared to write the two volumes,

which will complete the history in the manner I designed,

my original anticipation as to the amount of time necessary

for the execution of the task will not have been un-

reasonably exceeded.

W. J. C.

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER I

ENGLISH POETRY AFTER THE SPANISH ARMADA

1

CHAPTER II

SPENSER'S SUCCESSORS : SAMUEL DANIEL

9

CHAPTER III

SPENSER'S SUCCESSORS : MICHAEL DRAYTON; WILLIAM BROWNE

27

CHAPTER IV

SPENSER'S SUCCESSORS : SIR JOHN DAVIES ; JOSEPH HALL ; JOHN MARSTON

54

CHAPTER V

THE TRANSLATORS UNDER ELIZABETH AND JAMES I.

74

CHAPTER VI

NATURE AND ORIGIN OF POETICAL 'WIT'

103

CHAPTER VII

SCHOOLS OF POETICAL 'WIT' UNDER ELIZABETH AND JAMES I. : SCHOOL OF THEOLOGICAL WIT

118

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CHAPTER VIII

Schools of Poetical "Wit" under Elizabeth and

James I . School of Metaphysical Wit

147

CHAPTER IX

Schools of Poetical "Wit" under Elizabeth and

James I : School of Court Wit

169

CHAPTER X

Schools of Poetical "Wit" in the Reign of

Charles I.

200

CHAPTER XI

Cavalier and Roundhead

285

CHAPTER XII

The Last Days of Poetical "Wit"

334

CHAPTER XIII

John Milton .

378

CHAPTER XIV

The Versification, Vocabulary, and Syntax of

Milton .

422

CHAPTER XV

The Restoration : The Poets of the Court

452

CHAPTER XVI

The Restoration : John Dryden and the Satirists

of the Country Party

482

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ANALYSIS

OF

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I

INFLUENCE

OF

THE

CROWN

IN

POLITICS

AND

POETRY

DURING

ELIZABETH'S

REIGN

Perplexity

of

feeling

in

the

English

People

after

the

Reformation.

Ideas

of

National

Unity

centred

in

the

Queen.

Poetical

reflection

of

national

feeling

in

The

Faery

Quecn.

CHANGE

OF

NATIONAL

FEELING

AFTER

THE

SPANISH

ARMADA

Gradual

disappearance

of

the

Queen's

old

Ministers.

Declining

influence

of

the

Crown

in

Elizabeth's

last

years.

Growing

consciousness

of

power

in

the

Nation.

Growth

of

the

language

in

capacity

for

philosophical

expression.

IDEA

OF

NATIONAL

UNITY

Illustrated

by

theories

of

Government

:-

(1)

Hooker's

theory

of

Church

and

State.

(2)

Bacon's

theory

of

Government

by

Prerogative.

Impossibility

of

continuing

the

system

of

Constitutional

Absolutism

under

James

I.

Antagonism

between

the

life

of

the

Court

and

the

life

of

the

Nation.

Dissolution

of

the

elements

of

Mediæval

Poetry

combined

in

The

Faery

Queen.

Sectional

ideals

in

the

Court

and

the

Universities.

Sketch

of

the

different

lines

of

advance

in

English

Poetry

during

the

period

between

the

Spanish

Armada

and

the

Revolution

of

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CHAPTER II

SUCCESSION TO SPENSER

Spenser's Colin Clout's Come Home Again.

Criticism of the different Court poets.

Praise of Daniel.

SAMUEL DANIEL

His birth, education, history, and character.

Ideal of a patriotic Court and a refined language.

"Delia" and "Complaint of Fair Rosamond."

Geperal praise bestowed on them.

"The Civil Wars."

Contıary opinions : Drayton, Coleridge, Wordsworth.

Imitation of Lucan's Pharsalia.

Daniel's political ideal embodied in his Defonce of Ryme.

Defects of The Civil Wars as a poem.

"Panegyric Congratulatorie."

Praise of James I.

Praise of Absolutism as a remedy for Feudal Anarchy.

Appeal to the King to restore the standard of "plain living and high thinking."

"Musophilus."

Daniel's ideal a mixture of Catholicism and Humanism.

Dialogue between Philocosmus and Musophilus.

Musophilus' plea for the recognition of literature at Court.

Enthusiastic vision of the imperal growth of the English Language.

"Ballad of Ulysses and the Siren."

CHAPTER III

SUCCESSION TO SPENSER

Pastoralism of the Court.

Court patronage.

MICHAEL DRAYTON

His birth and poetical education under Sir H. Goodere.

"Harmony of the Church."

Poem confiscated by order of the Archbishop of Canterbury.

"Idea: The Shepherd's Garland."

"Idea's Mirror."

Idea, a name for Lucy, Countess of Bedford.

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Her patronage of Drayton.

She is praised in

"Mortimeriados,"

and in

"Endimion and Phœbe."

Drayton revises and recasts his poems in praise of Lady Bedford.

"The Barons' Wars."

A recast of Mortimeriados.

All references to Lady Bedford removed from Drayton's poems.

Causes of Drayton's quarrel with the Countess.

He transfers the praises of Idea to Anne Goodere.

He attempts by flattery to secure the favour of James I., but is unsuccessful.

He is patronised by Sir Walter Aston.

"Polyolbion"

Dedicated to Prince Henry.

Drayton complains in the Preface of his neglect at Court.

He is patronised by the Earl of Dorset, to whom he dedicates his later

poems.

His death and burial in Westminster Abbey.

Character of his Genius.

His receptivity, versatility, and learning.

His gifts spoilt by obsequiousness to the tastes of patrons.

His originality shown in

"England's Heroical Epistles,"

"Sonnets under the Title of Idea,"

"Ballad on Agincourt,"

"Nymphidia."

Pastoralism of the Country.

Its poetical descent.

WILLIAM BROWNE

His birth, education, history, and character.

A disciple of Drayton.

"Britannia's Pastorals."

"The Shepherd's Pipe."

Browne's love of his native county.

Adaptation of Arcadian imagery to Devonshire scenery.

His early maturity.

His Euphuism.

Probable influence on Herrick and Suckling.

CHAPTER IV

SUCCESSION TO SPENSER

Didactic tendency in Mediæval Poetry.

Allegory of Dante and Langland.

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Spenser's Satirical Allegory : Mother Hubb'd's Title.

Modification of mediæval style by didactic writers of Latin verse : Vida Pontanus, Fracastoro.

SIR JOHN DAVIES

Birth, education, history, and character.

Imitator in English of the Latin verse-writers of Italy.

"Orchestra."

Elegance of its design and execution.

"Nosce Teipsum."

Subject-matter borrowed from Nemesius De Natura Hominis.

Design of the poem and specimens of its style.

Davies's use of the decasyllabic quatrain with alternate rhymes.

"Epigrams."

Imitation of Martial· general character and style.

Satiric epigram on Drayton.

JOSEPH HALL

Birth, education, history, and character.

"Virgidemiarum."

Claims to be the first English Satirist : Grounds of the claim examined

Milton's attack on Hall.

Hall's Satires of the nature of Epigrams.

Specimens of his Satires.

Causes of his failure to naturalise in English the manner of the Latin Satirists.

JOHN MARSTON

Birth, education, history, and character.

"Pigmalion."

Licentious character of the poem.

It is saturised by Hall.

Marston's change of front : pretends that Pigmalion was not written seriously.

"The Scourge of Villanie."

Marston's fear and hatred of Hall.

His Calvinism : his obscure and extravagant style.

Attempted imitation of Persius.

Specimens of his style.

Ben Jonson's estimate of him justified by the character of his poetry.

CHAPTER V

ENGLISH TRANSLATORS UNDER ELIZABETH AND JAMES I.

Enlargement of national ideas by translations of the Classics and modern European poets.

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SIR JOHN HARINGTON

Birth, education, histoiy, and charactei.

Translation of the “Orlando Furioso.”

Harington’s Preface.

Specimens of the translation compared with the original.

EDWARD FAIRFAX

Birth and history.

Translation of the “Gerusalemme Liberata.”

Comparison of the characteristics of Tasso and Fairfax.

Specimens of Godf’rey of Bulloigne compared with Gerusalemme Liberata.

Translation of the “SemaineS” of Du Bartas.

Character of Du Baitas and his poetry.

JOSHUA SYLVESTER

His birth, education, character, and history.

His love of the country.

His influence on Browne, Milton, and othei poets.

Characteristics of his style.

Specimen of his tianslation compared with the original.

GEORGE CHAPMAN

His birth, education, charactei, and histoiy.

His original poems and dramas.

Translation of Homer.

Chapman’s enthusiastic admination for Homer.

Specimens of his translation.

Character of his style : slovenliness of the last part of the translation.

GEORGE SANDYS

His birth, education, character, and history.

His adventurous travels in the East.

Specimen of his original poetry.

Translation of Ovid’s “Metamorphoses.”

Elegance and refinement of Sandys’ style.

Specimen of Sandys’ translation compared with Golding’s.

CHAPTER VI

NATURE AND ORIGIN OF POETICAL “WIT”

“Wit” as defined by Johnson.

Failure to trace its origin : views of Johnson, Garnett, Lanson, Settembrini.

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"Wit" traced by reference to the decay of the mediæval system of thought

in contact with the thought of the Renaissance.

(1) Paradox in "Wit."

Decay of Logic in the theology of the Schoolmen.

Effect of the study of Logic on early European poetry.

Analogy between the Logic of the early, as compared with the late,

Schoolmen, and the poetry of Dante, as compared with that of

Donne.

(2) Hyperbole in "Wit."

Germs of the hyperbole of Donne and Cowley traced in the poetry

of the Troubadours.

"Wit" in Petrarch and Serafino.

(3) Excess of Metaphor in "Wit."

The use of metaphor encouraged by the predominance of allegory

in the Middle Ages.

Specimen of metaphorical writing in the Paradiso.

Specimen of Gongora's metaphorical writing.

Marino's metaphor.

Effect on Mediæval Thought of the Classical Renaissance.

Jesuit system of education after the Council of Trent.

Illustration of the influence of the Jesuits on art in Roman Catholic

countries.

Tasso's correspondence with Cardinal Scipio Gonzaga as to the allegory

in the Gerusalemme Liberata.

Marino's pretended allegory in the Adone.

"Wit" in England.

Its varieties due to the national craving for novelty and curiosity.

Encouraged by the pedantic learning of James I.

CHAPTER VII

THEOLOGICAL SCHOOL OF WIT

Paradoxes naturally contained in the dogmas of Christianity.

Memorials of Godliness and Christianity.

Return of the English poets of the seventeenth century to the Christian

Latin poets.

Giles Fletcher's Preface to Christ's Death and Victory.

Chidiock Tichborne's poem written on the eve of his execution.

ROBERT SOUTHWELL

Birth, education, history, and character.

Antithetical and paradoxical character of his style.

The Burning Babe.

Specimens of concetti in his poetry.

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ANALYSIS OF CONTENTS

JOHN DAVIES OF HEREFORD

Birth, education, history, and character.

A disciple of Sir John Davies and of Joshua Sylvester.

Specimens of his poetry.

THE FLETCHERS

Calvinism and Humanism at Cambridge.

Cartwright, Grindal, Spenser.

Giles Fletcher the elder : his life at Cambridge as referred to by Phineas.

Fletcher in his Piscatory Eclogues.

His family history, his political fortunes, and his poetiy.

PHINEAS FLETCHER

Education, history, and character.

GILES FLETCHER THE YOUNGER

Education, history, and character.

Common characteristics of the two brothers : opposite views as to their poetical merits.

Occupy a position midway between Spenser and Milton : Phineas admiration for Virgil and Spenser.

"Christ's Death and Victory."

Characteristics of Giles Fletcher's poetical style.

Specimen of his poetry.

"The Purple Island."

Comparison between the styles of Spenser and Phineas Fletcher.

Specimens of Phineas' poetry.

Giles Fletcher's faulty use of impersonation.

Nosce Teipsum and The Purple Island.

Phineas Fletcher's "witty" allegory.

Giles Fletcher's diction : his Latin neologism.

Phineas Fletcher's love of verbal antithesis.

CHAPTER VIII

METAPHYSICAL SCHOOL OF WIT

Pyrrhonism of the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries : Lawlessness of fancy.

JOHN DONNE

His birth, education, history, and character.

Changes in his life and opinions.

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"Satires," "Songs," Elegies," "Metempsychosis, or Progress of the Soul."

Founded on complete scepticism.

Specimens of the verse in Metempsychosis.

Sceptical treatment of the medieval law of Love.

Specimens of Donne's love-poetry.

Degradation of the chivalrous principles of the Court d'Amour.

"The Anatomy of the World"

Occasion of the poem.

Violence of the conception : Donne's explanation of his meaning.

"Verse Letters."

Comparatively subdued style.

"Divine Poems."

Metamorphosis of Donne's amorous into his religious manner

The characteristics of Donne's "Wit," Abstraction and Metaphorical Imagery.

The Pimrose Hill.

Effect on Donne's imagination of the new philosophy.

Paradoxical treatment of the passion of Love.

Harmony of Donne's simpler modes of expression.

Harshness and obscurity of his metaphysical style

Estimate of his place in English Poetry.

CHAPTER IX

SCHOOL OF COURT WIT

The romantic style of Euphuism as originated by Lyly.

Transition under James I. from romantic to classical Euphuism.

THOMAS CAMPION

Birth, history, and character.

His contempt for rhyme expressed in Observations on the Art of English Poesy.

"Books of Airs" (1601, 1613, 1617) : "The Lords' Masque."

Campion makes no attempt to practise his critical precepts.

Specimens of his poetical style : mixture of the old and new Euphuism.

SIR HENRY WOTTON

Birth, education, history, and character.

Verses sent to Izaak Walton from his death-bed : traces of the older Euphuism.

Specimen of Euphuistic poetry written in Wotton's youth.

"On his Mistress the Queen of Bohemia" : "The Happy Life."

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Contrast of the old and new Euphuism.

Imperfect execution of The Happy Life.

"On a Bank as I sat A-Fishing: A Description of Spring."

Classical finish.

BEN JONSON

His learning.

His sympathy with the Italian critics of the Renaissance.

Imitation of classical models.

"Satirical Epigrams."

Not superior to the epigrams of Harington and Davies.

"Complimentary Poems."

Adaptations of Virgil, Martial, and Cicero in epigrams on William Rowe,

Salathiel Pavy, and Sir Henry Saville.

Address to the Countess of Bedford: its excellence.

Address to Penshurst : its charm of many good-breeding.

"Love Poems."

Imitation of the Greek epigrammatists : adaptation of the style to the

Provençal love-code.

"Drink to me only with thine eyes" : beauty of Jonson's adaptation of

Philostratus.

Jonson's style inspired rather by the spirit than the form of classical poetry

Examples of imperfect workmanship.

WILLIAM DRUMMOND

His birth, education, history, and character.

Continues the English tradition of James I. of Scotland.

"Poems, Amorous, Funeral, etc."

His polished and harmonious style.

Imitated by Milton and Pope.

Specimens of his poetry.

SIR JOHN BEAUMONT

His birth, education, history, and character.

His didactic genius.

Predecessor of Dryden in his use of the heroic couplet.

His complimentary style inferior to Drummond's.

His poetical criticism, Concerning the True Form of English Poetry.

"Sacred Poems."

Specimens of his poetical style.

CHAPTER X

SCHOOLS OF POETICAL "WIT" UNDER CHARLES I.

General character of the poetry in Charles I.'s reign.

A reflection of the social disintegration of the time.

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SCHOOL OF THEOLOGICAL WIT : FRANCIS QUARLES

His birth, education, history, and character.

Carries on the manner of theological wit proper to James I.'s reign.

The exclusively religious character of his poems.

"Emblems."

The last product of the allegorical system of the Middle Ages.

Specimens of his Emblems.

His excessive use of metaphor.

GEORGE HERBERT

His birth, education, history, and character.

Monastic tendency in his poems.

"The Temple."

Mixture of worldly experience and monastic feeling.

Herbert's introspection.

His didactic style inferior to that of Sir John Davies.

His power of abstract thought.

Adapts the "metaphysical" style of Donne to religious meditation

Specimens of his poetry.

Beauties and defects of his verse.

RICHARD CRASHAW

His birth, education, history, and character.

Cowley's elegy on him : its merits examined.

Crashaw's emotional religious temperament and artistic organisation.

"Epigrammata Sacra."

Crashaw's imitative genius.

Adaptation of Martial's style to Christian purposes.

"Steps to the Temple."

Pope's criticism on Crashaw : how far just.

Richness and variety of Crashaw's versification illustrated.

His want of thought and of constructive power.

Illustrated from his translation of Marino and The Weeper.

His materialistic fancy.

HENRY VAUGHAN

His birth, education, history, and character.

Change in his character to be inferred from his poems.

"Olor Iscanus" : "Silex Scintillans."

Secular spirit of Olor Iscanus.

Vaughan converted by George Herbert's religious poetry.

His imitations of Herbert in Silex Scintillans.

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Vaughan's peculiar characteristics : his influence on Wordsworth.

Specimens of his poetry.

His beauties and defects.

SCHOOL OF COURT WIT

Decline of chivalrous traditions in the Court of Charles I.

THOMAS CAREW

His birth, education, history, and character.

Clarendon's mention of him.

His occasional indecency.

His effeminate manner.

Imitation of Ben Jonson.

Laborious polish and Alexandrian prettiness.

Specimens of his poetry : its beauties and defects.

SIR JOHN SUCKLING

His birth, education, history, and character.

Hallam's estimate of his verse examined.

Suckling's affectation of "ease" in writing.

His imitation of Donne.

Specimens of his verse : its beauties and defects.

INFLUENCE OF THE RENAISSANCE ON THE COURT OF CHARLES I.

Cultivation of painting, music, and the classics.

ROBERT HERRICK

His birth, education, history, and character.

Influence of the Renaissance on Herrick's imagination.

"Hesperides."

Herrick's semi-pagan feeling : imitations of Anacreon and Horace.

His insensibility to the state of public affairs.

His adaptation of the rustic spirit in Roman poetry to English country life.

Specimens of his country poems.

"Noble Numbers."

Materialistic feeling in Herrick's religious poetry.

Specimens of his religious verse.

His materialism not to be taken quite seriously.

His artistic instinct.

Euphuistic use of words and images.

His Fairy Poems.

Specimens of their beauties.

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TRANSITION FROM THE OLD TO THE NEW STANDARD OF COURT "WIT"

Old "Wit" defined as discordia concors new "Wit" as "correctness" of expression.

WILLIAM HABINGTON

His birth, education, character, and history.

"CASTARA."

Attempt to oppose the Provençal tradition to the licentiousness of modern love-poetry.

Habington's ideal in Castara inconsistent with the laws of the Courts of love-poetry.

His imitations of Propertius, Carew, Donne, and Drummond.

His expansion of Hadrian's Animula, vagula, blandula.

Estimate of his poetical merits.

EDMUND WALLER

His birth, education, history, and character.

His claim to have reformed the English heroic couplet examined.

Extent of his obligations to Fairfax.

Rightly recognised as the founder of the familiar style in complimentary poetry.

Specimens of his complimentary style.

His greatness of mind not equal to his artistic capacity.

SIR JOHN DENHAM

His birth, education, history, and character.

His chief poetical qualities strength and judgment, as opposed to Waller's smoothness.

His didactic genius.

"COOPER'S HILL."

Artistic arrangement of materials in Cooper's Hill.

Specimens of Denham's style.

Great reputation of Cooper's Hill.

CHAPTER XI

CAVALIER AND ROUNDHEAD

Oppositions of principle in the Civil War.

The political spirit of the time reflected in its poetry.

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ANALYSIS OF CONTENTS

JAMES GRAHAM, MARQUIS OF MONTROSE

His birth and education.

His opposition to Absolutism and Presbyterianism.

His surviving poems.

RICHARD LOVELACE

His birth, education, history, and character.

General character of his poetry.

Imitation of Donne and Herrick.

His two poems, To Lucasta and To Althea.

LUCIUS CARY, VISCOUNT FALKLAND

His birth and education.

Clarendon's account of his character.

Suckling's reference to him in his Session of the Poets.

A disciple of Ben Jonson.

His pastoral elegy on Lady Hamilton.

His epitaph on the Countess of Huntingdon.

JOHN CLEVELAND

His birth, education, history, and character.

His letter from prison to Cromwell.

His hatred of the Scots and the Presbyterians expressed in his satires.

His humorous poems on his experiences in the Civil War.

His union of metaphysical conceit and personal satire.

Specimens of his satirical style : his merits and defects.

SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT

His birth, education, history, and character.

"Gondibert."

Written during Davenant's exile in France: continued during his imprisonment by the Parliament.

His letter to Hobbes, explaining his design : a reflection of his personal character.

Praises of Gondibert by Cowley and Waller : Denham's satire.

Davenant's merits estimated. His song, "The lark now leaves his watery nest."

ANDREW MARVELL

His birth, education, history, and character.

His early sympathy with the Royalists.

"Rural Poems."

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Written while living in the family of Fairfax at Nun Appleton.

Union of Donne's metaphysical style, Vaughan's feeling for Nature, and Herrick's feeling for Art.

The Garden; Damon the Mower; The Nymph complaining for the Death of her Fawn.

Exquisiteness in the selection of words and images.

"State Poems."

Marvell's Horatian Ode: Royalist sympathy mixed with admiration for Cromwell as a de facto ruler.

His First Anniversary of the Government under his Highness the Lord Protector.

His attack on the "Fifth-Monarchy-Men."

Merits and defects of his panegyrical poems: compared with Waller.

GEORGE WITHER

His birth and education.

Wither's poems often autobiographical.

"Abuses Stript and Whipt."

His general attack upon all interests and classes causes him to be imprisoned in the Marshalsea.

"The Shepherd's Hunting"; "Fidelia"; "Fair Virtue."

His period of pastoral composition.

"Wither's Motto."

He renews his satirical attacks: satirised by Ben Jonson.

"Britain's Remembrancer."

His growing Puritanism.

"Emblems."

Flattering dedication to the King and Queen.

Wither helps the King against the Scots with a troop of horse.

"Britain's Second Remembrancer."

Wither joins the Parliamentary party.

His ill-fortune during the war.

His fortunes after the Restoration.

Specimens of his pastoral and satirical poetry.

Estimate of his merits and defects.

THOMAS MAY

His birth, education, history, and character.

Clarendon's reference to his political ingratitude.

Marvell's satire upon him.

Translation of Lucan's "Pharsalia."

Panegyric of Ben Jonson: how far deserved.

Specimens of the translation compared with the original.

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CHAPTER XII

LAST DAYS OF POETICAL “WIT”

Similarities and differences between Cowley and Butler.

ABRAHAM COWLEY

His birth, education, history, and character.

Pope’s and Johnson’s reasoning on the causes of Cowley’s transient popu-

larity examined.

The Pyrrhonism of society in the seventeenth century.

Cowley’s qualifications to please such a society.

His early maturity and imitative faculty.

“Pyramus and Thisbe.”

His imitation of Ovid.

“The Mistress.”

Imitation of Petrarch, Donne, and Waller.

Specimens of his “Provençal” style.

“Anacreontics.”

The Grasshopper : superiority to Lovelace’s poem on the subject

“Pindarics.”

His explanation of his imitative method.

Specimens of his style in his Pindaric Odes : his pessimism : his particu-

larity of detail.

“Davideis.”

Imitation of Homer, Virgil, Marino.

Cowley’s great learning : his over-particularity in description.

“Discourses by way of Essays in Verse and Prose.”

Pope’s praise of Cowley’s Essays.

Johnson disparages their sentiment.

The justice of Johnson’s criticism examined.

Specimens of Cowley’s verse in his Essays.

SAMUEL BUTLER

His birth, education, history, and character.

“Hudibras.”

Criticism of Dryden and Johnson examined.

Difference in the respective designs of Don Quixote and Hudibras.

The hero of Hudibras : Sir Samuel Luke.

The subordinate characters.

The treatment of the action in Hudibras not entirely successful.

Dramatic merits of the speeches in Hudibras : Johnson’s criticism.

The burlesque style of the poem : its original : James Smith : specimen

of his verse.

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Description of Hudibras falling on the bear, and on the stocks.

Specimen of the dialogue in Hudibras.

Butler's metaphysical fancy.

Specimens of his poetical imagery.

Johnson's reasoning on the poetical foundation of Hudibras.

Butler's attack not on the religious side of Puritanism, but on the ecclesiastical tyranny of the Presbyterians.

Hudibras not a satire on chivalry, but on the anomaly of applying the rules of chivalry to the age of Charles II.

Question as to the sincerity of Butler's satire.

His scholastic learning.

His ridicule of modern scientific theories.

"The Elephant in the Moon."

Hudibras a reflection of the Pyrrhonism of the time.

Seventeenth-century Pyrrhonism illustrated by the Preface to Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy.

General estimate of the place of Cowley and Butler in English Poetry.

CHAPTER XIII

JOHN MILTON

False idea of the character of Milton's genius raised by Wordsworth's sonnet.

Milton's birth and education.

School and college friendship with Charles Diodati.

Calvinism and Humanism at Cambridge.

"Poems written during Residence at Cambridge."

Hymn on the Nativity: At a Vacation Exercise, etc. : Latin Epistles in Verse.

Influence of Milton's habit of Latin verse composition on his early poetry.

Milton resolves not to take orders.

His residence at Horton.

"Poems written during Residence at Horton."

L'Allegro; Il Penseroso.

Inspired by The Anatomy of Melancholy.

Frequency of classical allusion.

Plan of the two poems.

Arcades.

Occasion of the poem.

Suggestions given by The Faithful Shepherdess and Ben Jonson's Masques.

Comus.

Occasion of the Masque.

Henry Lawes.

Comus suggested by The Faithful Shepherdess.

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History of The Faithful Shepherdess on the stage.

Milton transforms the conception from a tragi-comedy to a masque.

Other constituent elements in Comus: obligations to the Odysssey.

Structural excellence of Comus.

Sir H. Wotton's opinion of the poem.

Lycidas.

Previous attempts to reproduce the Doric style of the Greek pastoral in

English : Spenser's eclogue on the death of Dido.

Milton's borrowing of details from classical and from English poets.

Grandeur of stucture in Lycidas.

Milton travels in Italy.

He hears on his way home of the death of Charles Diodati.

"Epitaphium Damonis."

He forms in his mind the intention to write a great English poem.

First conception of Paradise Lost

He postpones the execution of his intention owing to the disturbed state

of politics.

"Poems written during the Civil War and Commonwealth."

Autobiographical in character.

Sonnet on behalf of his house, viii.

Sonnets to personal friends, x. xiv. xx. xxi. xxii.

Sonnets connected with his first marriage, xi. xii.

Rupture with the Presbyterians. Sonnets xi. xii.; Sonnet "On the New

Forcers of Conscience."

Sonnets, political, xv. xvi. xvii. xviii

Sonnets relating to his blindness and his second marriage, xix. xxiii.

Milton after the Restoration in danger of his life.

He resumes his interrupted work in poetry.

"Paradise Lost."

Transformation of the original conception of Paradise Lost.

Question as to the originality of Milton's sacred poems.

William Lauder.

The Rev. George Edmundson.

Milton's appropriations of thought in L'Allegro, Il Penseroso, Comus,

Lycidas.

His essential originality in these poems.

Milton's predecessors in Paradise Lost.

Hugo Grotius : Adamus Exul.

Giovanni Battista Andreini : Adamo.

Joost van den Vondel : Lucifer, Adam in Ballingschap, etc.

Vondel's additions to the invention of Grotius.

His defective perception of the necessary poetical form.

Milton's obligations to Grotius, Andreini, Vondel.

His originality shown in his epic treatment of the subject.

"Paradise Regained."

Vondel's Joannes Boetgezant.

Essential difference in Vondel's and Milton's designs.

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"Samson Agonistes."

Vondel's Samson of de Heilige wraak.

Essential differences between the two poems.

Milton's genius at once receptive and creative.

Union in his earlier poems of the forces of the Renaissance and the

Reformation.

Effects of the Civil War on his imagination.

Union in Paradise Lost of Catholicism, Puritanism, Humanism, and

Romance.

The character of Satan.

The astronomical system of Paradise Lost.

Milton's supreme judgment shown in his handling of pagan literature.

His last days.

CHAPTER XIV

MILTON'S VERSIFICATION, ETC.

Milton's attack on rhyme in the Prefatory Note to Paradise Loſt.

The justice of his criticism examined.

Rival theories of English prosody.

Dr. Guest's system.

Mr. Mayor's system.

Principles of each system examined.

Different rhythmical movements in the Saxon and Latin elements of the

English language.

Mr. Bridges' theory of Milton's verse considered.

Effects of the cæsura in English verse.

Gascoigne's theory as to the cæsura and its incidence.

Puttenham's theory.

Pope's theory.

Gradual development of English blank verse from the rhyming heroic

metre.

Surrey's blank verse.

Marlowe's blank verse.

Milton's use of the cæsura.

His system of alliteration.

MILTON'S VOCABULARY

Common European movement for the refinement of the various vulgar

tongues.

The Pleiad in France.

The Spanish movement beginning with Guevara.

Spenser's poetical vocabulary.

New coinage of words by Giles and Phineas Fletcher.

Milton influenced by Spenser and the Fletchers.

Archaic words and Latinisms in Milton's vocabulary.

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MILTON'S SYNTAX

Effects of rhyme on the syntax of Spenser and the Fletche1s.

Frequency of inversion.

Approach in Milton's syntax to the structure of prose.

Influence of the Latin orators on English prose style.

Lyly, Burton, Sir Thomas Browne.

Specimens of Burton's and Browne's prose styles.

Specimens of Milton's alliterative formation of sentences and of his Latin constructions.

General survey of the character of Milton's poetical art.

CHAPTER XV

THE RESTORATION

Doubt as to the influence likely to be exercised by the Crown.

Character of Charles II.

Reaction from the Puritan régime.

Dryden's description of art and literature in the reign of Charles II

Charles's want of religion.

His dislike of the traditions of chivalry.

Imitation of the Court of Louis XIV.

Caricature of French manners in England : Etherege's Man of Mode.

POETS OF THE COURT

Immoral character of " Wit " in the Court of Charles II.

Influence of Hobbes.

Characteristics of the Court reflected in the poetry of the courtiers.

GEORGE VILLIERS, DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM

His birth, education, history, and character.

Imitation of Cowley in elegy on Fairfax.

Lampoon on Arlington.

JOHN WILMOT, EARL OF ROCHESTER

His birth, education, history, and character.

Excellence of his style and critical judgment.

Allusion to the Tenth Satire of the First Book of Horace.

Imputation to him of physical cowardice : Scroop's epigram.

Adoption of Hobbes's principles.

His Satire on Man, Address to Nothing.

Graceful lyric style.

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SIR CHARLES SEDLEY

His birth, education, history, and character.

"The mannerly obscene."

Character of his poetry.

His verses, "Love still has something of the sea."

CHARLES SACKVILLE, EARL OF DORSET

His birth, education, history, and character.

"The best good man with the worst-natured Muse": specimens of his satire.

His graceful lyrical gift.

Specimen of his lyric poetry.

JOHN SHEFFIELD, EARL OF MULGRAVE, AFTERWARDS DUKE OF BUCKINGHAMSHIRE

His birth, education, history, and character

Author of the Essay on Satire.

Specimens of the Essay.

Essay on Poetry.

Specimens of Mulgrave's didactic criticism.

Anticipations of Pope.

WENTWORTH DILLON, EARL OF ROSCOMMON

His birth, education, history, and character.

His moral superiority to his companions.

Ode on Solitude.

Essay on Translated Verse.

Influence on Pope.

Specimens of Roscommon's poetry.

THE COUNTRY PARTY

Attitude of expectation and of opposition to the Court Party.

CHAPTER XVI

JOHN DRYDEN AND THE SATIRISTS OF THE COUNTRY PARTY

Dryden's birth: education at Cambridge.

"Heroic Stanzas on Cromwell."

The genius of the Protectorate not favourable to the metaphysical style.

Rise of the panegyrical manner after the Restoration.

"Panegyrical Poems."

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Astrea Redux ; Lines on the Coronation ; Address to the Lord Chancellor Hyde ; To the Dutchess of York ; Annus Mirabilis.

Mixture of the styles of Cowley and Waller.

Dryden gains his livelihood by writing for the Stage.

Is made Poet Laureate.

Causes of the decline of the panegyrical style.

Naval victories of the Dutch.

Banishment of Clarendon.

Formation of the Cabal Ministry.

Dissolution of the Cabal Ministry and ascendancy of Danby.

Subordination of England to France : Roman Catholic revival.

Growth of the Country Party.

ANDREW MARVELL'S "SATIRES"

Parodies on the panegyrical style : Instructions to a Painter.

Attack on Clarendon : Clarendon's House-warming.

Attacks on the Cabal Ministry : Further Instructions to a Painter : Nos-tradamus' Prophecy.

Attack on Danby's policy : Britannia and Raleigh : Dialogue between Two Horses.

Specimens of Marvell's satires.

The Popish Plot.

Marvell's satirical style no longer suited to the exalted temper of the people.

JOHN OLDHAM

His birth and education.

Usher at Croydon : his satirical description of an usher's life.

Style of his early poems.

His poems in MS. attract the attention of Rochester and Dorset.

"SATIRES ON THE JESUITS."

Specimens of these satires : their merits and defects.

Oldham comes to London : fails to obtain any reward from the Whigs.

"SATIRE DISSUADING FROM POETRY."

Oldham's allusion to the neglect of Butler.

"SATIRE IN IMITATION OF THE THIRD SATIRE OF JUVENAL."

Oldham's satire on London Society.

He is received into the house of the Earl of Kingston.

His death.

Dryden's elegy on Oldham.

His growing contempt for the Stage.

He enters into the political conflict.

"ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL."

Real object and occasion of the poem.

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Decline of the Whig Party in popular favour : reaction in favour of the

Crown.

Dryden's predecessors in the Scriptural treatment of his subject.

Moderation of his political satire.

Propriety of the Scripture parallels.

Satirical descriptions of the Jebusites, the Levites, the Jews.

Personal satire : Lord Howard of Escrick ; Slingsby Bethel.

"The Medal."

Shaftesbuiy's acquittal by the Grand Jury of Middlesex.

Whig replies to Dryden's satire : Shadwell's intervention.

Dryden's retaliation.

"Mac-Flecknoe."

Design of the satire : its merits.

Second Part of "Absalom and Achitophel."

Characters of Doeg and Og contributed by Dryden.

"Religio Laici."

Political origin of the poem.

Specimen of its argument and style.

Ungrateful treatment of Dryden by Charles II. : arrears of his salary.

Death of the King.

"Threnodia Augustalis."

Dryden's elegy on Charles II. : panegyric on James II.

Increase in his salary.

He joins the Roman Church.

"The Hind and the Panther."

Reply of Prior and Montague.

Design of Dryden's poem : its merits and defects.

"Britannia Rediviva."

Revival of the panegyrical style.

Hyperbolical adulation.

Specimen of "Wit."

Unfortunate prophecy : "The little thunderer."

Dryden's fidelity to the cause of James II.

Loss of his official position as Laureate.

He has recourse to the Stage : ill success of his later plays.

Private patronage : he is aided by the Earl of Dorset.

"Eleanora."

Return to the metaphysical style.

Specimen of the style of the poem.

Lord Abingdon's remuneration of his work.

Dryden's poetical aid sought by the musicians.

"Alexander's Feast."

St. John's story as to its composition examined.

Remuneration by the Stewards of St. Cecilia's Feast.

Poet and publisher.

Jacob Tonson's "Miscellanies."

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Dryden's translations from Theocritus, Virgil, Horace.

His translations from the Iliad and Ovid's Metamorphoses.

"Translation of Virgil's Works."

Amount received by Dryden.

Design of translating Homer.

Translations from the Iliad and Metamorphoses.

Dryden's principles of translation.

Specimens of his translation.

"Fables."

Attacks on Dryden by Blackmore and Collier.

Dryden's death.

Comparison between the genius of Milton and that of Dryden.

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ERRATA IN VOLUMES I. II.

I take the opportunity of correcting a few obvious mistakes that I have myself noticed in the pieceding volumes. I shall be much obliged to any reader who will point out to me errors of fact in any of the published volumes, that I may call attention to them when the complete list of errata is drawn up at the conclusion of the work.

Vol. I.

Page 73. In the 6th line of the text from the foot of the page for "Dante" read "Sannazzaro." I have already called attention to this mistake in vol. ii. p. 218, footnote.

Page 163, line 14, for "Of the feudal principle of inheritance . he looks with profound contempt," read "On the feudal principle of inheritance, etc."

Page 388, line 13. Æneas Sylvius is said wrongly to have written eclogues of court life. His Miscellaneæ Curialium, in which Barclay found materials for some of his Eclogues, is an epistle in Latin prose.

Page 432, line 4, delete the words "and Heracleitus."

Page 443, lines 7 and 16, for "Roman de Cliget" read "Roman de Cligès."

Page 444, line 9, for "démonuement" read "reversal of fortune."

Vol. II.

Page 296, line 12, for "Ciceronianus" read "Ciceroniansm."

Page 301. In the second paragraph it is said, erroneously as I now think, that the name Amyntas alludes to Thomas Watson, who died in 1592. I understood the lines—

Both did he other which could pipe maintaine,

And eke could pipe himself with passing skill—

to refer to Watson's Latin poem Amyntas, which helped to maintain the pipe of Watson's fiend and translator, Abraham Fraunce. But this interpretation does not explain the allusion to "Amaryllis," who is also mentioned, later in the poem, as belonging to the same family as Spenser himself. Amyntas is, I think, Ferdinando, 5th Earl of Derby, who was himself a poet, as well as a patron of poets, and who died in 1594 (the year before the publication of Colin Clout's Come Home Again), leaving a widow, Alice, daughter and co-heiress of Sir John Spencer of Althorp.

Page 315. In the last sentence of the first paragraph, Donne is said to have become a member of the Roman Catholic Church. This is an error. Donne was born of a Roman Catholic family.

Page 317. In the last line of the second stanza of the Report sung in a Dream read—

Will ye close your eyes with winking?

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CHAPTER I

ENGLISH POETRY AFTER THE SPANISH ARMADA

The defeat of the Spanish Armada is a turning-point alike in the history of the English Constitution and of

English Poetry. In the last volume I noticed the air of ambiguity and hesitation that characterises the work of

our poets during the earlier portion of Elizabeth's reign. This uncertainty of design is the result not merely of the

difficulties felt by all the writers of an infant literature in handling an unformed language : it is the reflection of an

intellectual perplexity in the mind of the people. By the revolt of Henry VIII. from the authority of Rome, the

kingdom was torn from that Catholic European system in which the separate functions of the Spiritual and the

Temporal Power had been universally recognised. Though the English king was duly proclaimed head of the national

Church, his supremacy was denied, both by those of his subjects who adhered to the old order, and by the ex-

treme section of the Protestant Reformers. The great body of the nation were in doubt how the new system

was to be brought into harmony with their customary beliefs. Scarcely any attempt was yet made to express

national ideas in an imaginative form. Except in the Moralities, there was no sign in literature that the poets of

the time were aware of the nature of the forces then revolutionising English life. Wyatt and Surrey contented

themselves with an effort to refine poetical diction by adapting the Provençal tradition, common as this was to the

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whole of feudal Europe, to the actual manners of the English

Court. Their immediate successors made little advance on

their practice, beyond extending the sphere of translation,

and trying a few experiments in metrical composition.

By degrees the ideas of the people began to form

themselves round the person of the Queen. Elizabeth

was the head both of the national Church and of the

State ; in both capacities she was well fitted to represent

to her subjects the nature of the great social change

which had been effected. She combined in her character

the qualities of a man and a woman. As a ruler she

mixed with a manly patriotism a feminine genius for

intrigue, and by her skilful diplomacy contrived to give

assistance to communities defending their civil and re-

ligious liberties against arbitrary power ; at the same

time she utterly disavowed their actions as rebels against

lawful sovereignty. By her wise policy and thrift the

nation advanced so rapidly in wealth and strength that,

by the middle of her reign, it had come to regard its

monarch as the concrete image of its own greatness.

This popular perception of Elizabeth's many-sided

character is reflected in Spenser's Faery Quecn. Strictly

viewed, that poem, as it has come down to us, is a

fragment of an incoherent design. Nevertheless, in the

central figure of Gloriana, who, by Spenser's own avowal,

is meant to typify Elizabeth, the poet has expressed in

his exquisite metrical dialect a vast idea of royal and

national grandeur. Herself invisible in the fairyland of

her Court, Gloriana breathes forth the emanations of her

own nature through the allegorical personages of the poem.

Her valour is embodied in the female warrior, Britomart,

her chastity in the sylvan huntress, Belphœbe. Her knights

are despatched to do battle, sometimes, like the Red Cross

champion, against the deadly errors of the Papacy, some-

times, like Artegal, against the cruel injustice of the

Spanish Geryoneo. Her royal lineage is poetically traced,

partly in the Book of Antiquity shown to Sir Guyon by

Eumnestes, partly in Merlin's prophecy to Britomart.

The antiquities and local features of her country, originally

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celebrated in the chronicle of Robert of Gloucester, afterwards popularised by the researches of Leland and Camden, are idealised, among a multitude of other poetical episodes, in the allegorical marriage of the Thames and the Medway.

After the defeat of the Spanish Armada, the glorified image of the Queen began to fade. The idea of Protestant Chivalry, hitherto expressed in the life of her Court, lost its verisimilitude. Sidney, who had given it form and reality, was no more, and Raleigh had lately been in disgrace. One by one the great masters of Machiavellian statecraft, the Queen's advisers in the most perplexed period of her policy, Burleigh, Nicholas Bacon, Walsingham, Randolph, had passed away from the scene of their labours. Factions divided the Court ; various rivals struggled for the chief place in the Queen's regard, and her last years were embittered by the ingratitude of the reigning favourite. The policy of conformity, which, as head of the Church, she had successfully enforced while the independence of England was still threatened by the Papal and Spanish powers, had procured her the hatred of both the extreme religious parties ; and though the safety of her country was assured, her person had become the object of all the conspiracies of the Jesuits, and her government of all the calumnies of Martin Mar-prelate.

Her declining age, though still glorious, was discontented and unhappy.

But if the personal image of the monarch, hitherto the sole representative of the greatness of the nation, was thus obscured, the nation's consciousness of its destiny was growing always more vivid. By her victory over Spain in 1588, England had not only secured her own independence, but had become the recognised head of the reformed religion in Europe. Her merchants and traders saw a boundless prospect of wealth opening out to them in the East Indies and in the Spanish main. The minds of many of Elizabeth's subjects, absorbed during the previous generation with the dread of foreign invasion, were now turned to the perils which threatened their domestic

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liberties. They had saved themselves from Pope and

Spaniard by their own energies: they were now inclined

to look on the Crown not so much as their chief weapon

of defence against aliens, as an obstacle to the expansion

of their native powers. Under these circumstances a

body of public opinion began to be organised and to find

expression in Parliament, and the changed political spirit

of the times is vividly illustrated by the opposition offered

in the last Parliament of Elizabeth's reign to the Govern-

ment policy respecting monopolies. Moreover, however

sagaciously the Queen might adapt herself to what she

perceived to be the wishes of her people, she was growing

old, and none could tell what would be the character of

her successor. The day for trifling rhetoric about the

excellences of Gloriana or Cynthia had gone by, and a

generation of settled government had taught men some-

thing of the causes of political phenomena. The language

also had acquired a vocabulary which fitted it for philo-

sophic reasoning; and the result of all these concurrent

tendencies is seen after the Armada in the appearance of

such profound treatises as Hooker's Ecclesiastical Polity

and Bacon's speculations as to the nature of the English

Constitution.

The great problem that presented itself for solution in

the seventeenth century was the development, out of con-

flicting powers, of the principle of National Unity. In each

of the earlier volumes of this History I have attempted to

illustrate contemporary ideas of European Unity by examin-

ing their operation in concrete cases, namely, in the matters

dealt with by the Diet of Coblenz in 1338, and by the

Diet of Augsburg in 1518.1 Now that the question has

been removed into the heart of the nation, I shall pursue

the same method by reference to the idea of Unity in the

English Church and State formed by the two great philo-

sophic minds I have just mentioned. It will then be

easier to begin at our new starting-point with a conception

both of the unifying and of the sectional forces which were

working within the spheres of English politics and English

1 Vol. i. pp. 154, 155; vol. ii. pp. 2, 3.

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poetry to reform men's imaginative ideas of Nature and

Society.

Hooker defines with admirable precision the effect of

the union of Temporal and Spiritual Powers in the holder

of the Crown, after the separation of England from the

Papacy and from the dual government of the Christian

Republic :-

Wherefore to end this point I conclude : First, that under

dominions of infidels the Church of Christ and her Common-

wealth were two societies independent: Secondly, that, in those

Commonwealths where the Bishop of Rome beareth sway, one

society is both the Church and the Commonwealth; but the

Bishop of Rome doth divide the body into two diverse bodies,

and doth not suffer the Church to depend upon the power of any

civil prince or potentate : Thirdly, that, within the realm of

England the case is neither as in the one nor as in the other

of the former two ; but that from the state of pagans we differ,

in that with us one society is both the Church and the Common-

wealth, which with them it was not; as also from the state of

those nations which subject themselves to the Bishop of Rome,

in that our Church hath dependency upon the chief in our

Commonwealth, which it hath not under him. In a word, our

State is according to the pattern of God's own ancient elect

people, which people was not part of them the Commonwealth

and part of them the Church of God, but the self-same people,

whole and entire, were both under one chief Governor, on whose

supreme authority they all depend.1

Equally well defined is Bacon's idea of the English

Constitution, which is thus described by Mr. Gardiner :-

There can be no doubt whatever that his ideal form of

government was one in which the Sovereign was assisted by

councillors and other ministers selected from among the wisest

men of the kingdom, and in which he was responsible to no one

for his actions within the wide and not very clearly defined

limits of his political prerogative. The House of Commons, on

the other hand, was called upon to express the wishes of the

people, and to enlighten the Government upon the general

feeling which prevailed in the country. Its assent would

be required to any laws which might be requisite, and to any

extraordinary taxation which might be called for in time of war

or of any other emergency. . . . The Sovereign, enlightened by

1 Ecclesiastical Polity, viii. 1, [7].

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the wisdom of his Council, and by the expressed opinions of the

representatives of the people, would lose no time in embodying

in action all that was really valuable in the suggestions which

were made to him. He would meet with little or no opposition,

because he would possess the confidence of the nation, which

would reverence in their King their guide in all noble progress,

and the image of their better selves.1

What virtue there might be in Bacon's theory of

Constitutional Absolutism evidently depended upon the

wisdom of the reigning Sovereign. When James suc-

ceeded Elizabeth the theory itself collapsed at the founda-

tion. It was impossible for the people to respect, or for

the poet to idealise, "the most learned fool in Christendom."

Blinded by confidence in his knowledge of maxims and

formulæ, James never knew how to deal with facts, and

under him and his successor all the conflicting elements

in the kingdom were allowed to drift on without direction,

till Bacon's idea of government by prerogative was trans-

lated into the practice of Laud and Strafford, and the

counter-idea of parliamentary control generated the republic

of the Fifth Monarchy men.

Not less sectional were the influences that prevailed

in poetry among the successors of Spenser. Spenser had

contrived to group around the allegory of the Faery

Queen all the learning of the Middle Ages, as well as all

the imagery of chivalrous romance and classical mytho-

logy. But when the vision of Gloriana passed away, the

apparent unity of Spenser's creation was seen to be, like the

Macedonian Empire after the death of Alexander, without

cohesion ; and, like the generals who succeeded Alexander,

the poets who followed Spenser settled themselves in the

different provinces of his kingdom, and developed them

without reference to any principle of central unity. One

took possession of his allegorical forms, another of his

pastoral imagery, a third of his antiquarian mythology,

a fourth of his Platonism ; each adapted his style to suit

some taste or tendency in the society to which he

belonged, whether at the Court or the University.

1 Gardiner's History of England (1883), vol. ii. p. 192.

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The Court, as it might be regarded in two different aspects, contained within itself two contrary currents of

taste. Considered from the point of view of Castiglione's Cortegiano, it was the comitatus of the Sovereign ; and as

the latter was the representative and leader of his people, so was it expected that the society immediately surround-

ing him should furnish the mirror of manners, and fix the standard of language suitable to the wants of the age.

But from another point of view the Court was a select caste, separated from the body of the nation.* It was

the ark which had preserved all that remained of the institution of chivalry, and since the days of the Cours

d'Amour it had been the aim of the courtier, par excellence, to cultivate mysteries of sentiment, and to invent fashions

of language, which might distinguish him and his fellows from the unsophisticated public.

A similar conflict of tendencies was visible in the Universities. Oxford and Cambridge, welcoming at the

Renaissance the teaching of Erasmus and his fellow-workers, had continued to promote the civic spirit en-

couraged by the literature of the ancient world. But they had not disturbed the foundations which had

been laid in the mediæval system of Encyclopædic Science : hence, while they had within them one party

always ready to modify tradition by accommodating it to the new lights and discoveries of the time, they had

another which dwelt with more affection on the past, and disciplined their minds by a faithful adherence to the

scholastic logic. Moreover, of their scholars some were led by the spirit of action to come to Court, hoping to

advance themselves by their talents and learning, but others were more and more drawn by the genius loci into

a course of contemplation, and, by pursuing this exclu-sively, helped to separate the ideal of the University

sharply from that of the Court.

Accordingly what we shall have to trace in the follow-ing chapters through the hundred years after the Spanish

Armada is, on the one hand, a certain instinctive con-tinuous movement of thought and language in the nation

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under the leadership of the Court, showing itself partly

in the simplification of ideas, and partly in the harmonious

mode of expressing them. This line of poetical descent

may be said to run through Daniel, Hall, Sir John Davies,

Drummond of Hawthornden, Sir John Beaumont, Denham,

and Waller, till it reaches its highest point of perfection

in the poems of Dryden. On the other hand, we shall

have to observe by the way classes of poetry, brought

into being not so much by the onward stream of life

in the nation itself, as by sectional and disintegrating

forces at work within the ancient fabric of society, which

stimulated the genius of different poets to novelties of

fancy and diction. Such are the Court pastorals of

Drayton, and his Polyolbion; the country pastorals of

Browne; the various schools of courtly or scholastic

"Wit," represented, among others, by Phincas and Giles

Fletcher, Donne, Ben Jonson, George Herbert, and Cowley.

And yet again, and apart from the influences either of

the immediate present or the decaying past, we shall

have to watch the genius of Milton drawing inspira-

tion from the deepest sources of Catholicism, Chivalry,

the Renaissance, and the Reformation, and blending

mixed materials in the colossal fabric of Paradise Lost.

The equally wide movement of creative imagination, re-

flected contemporaneously in the English drama—a move-

ment in which the active energy of the people is at least

as conspicuous as the controlling taste of the Court—

I shall reserve for treatment in the next volume.

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CHAPTER II

SPENSER'S SUCCESSORS

The Ideal of Court Patriotism : Samuel Daniel

IN 1595 Spenser published Colin Clout's Come Home Again, a poem of great interest as reflecting the state of

taste at Court in the last decade of Elizabeth's reign. The poet describes, in his artificial vein of pastoral

allegory, a visit which, in the company of the Shepherd of the Sea (Raleigh), he had paid to the Court of

Cynthia (Elizabeth); how graciously he had been received there; who were the favourite poets of that sacred circle,

and what was the prevailing principle of their art. Colin Clout lavishes the riches of his rustic imagination in

glorifying the qualities of his Sovereign :—

Her deeds were like great clusters of ripe grapes,

Which load the branches of the fruitful vine,

Offering to fall into each mouth that gapes,

And fill the same with store of timely wine.

Her lookes were like beams of the morning sun,

Forth looking through the windows of the east,

When first the fleecy cattle have begun

Upon the pearlèd grass to make their feast.

Her thoughts were like the fume of frankincense,

Which from a golden censer forth doth rise,

And throwing forth sweet odours, mounts fro thence

In rolling globes up to the vaulted skies.

There she beholds with high aspiring thought

The cradle of her own creation,

Amongst the seats of angels heavenly wrought,

Much like an angel in her form and fashion.

Fulsome as this flattery appears in its application to the

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old and weary Queen, the verses are not without an ironic pathos when read in the light of history. Time in them might seem to have stood still since the days when Elizabeth, in the prime of her youth and popularity, used to receive the acclamations of her people amid the masques and splendours of some royal progress, or like Queen Amalasunta, would amaze the ambassadors of foreign powers and the vice-chancellors of English universities, by dealing with the business of the moment in fluent speeches of unpremeditated Latin.1 Still more melancholy is the suggestion of the poem, when we recall the personal experiences of its author. It is written in the pastoral style that Spenser had brought into fashion some fifteen or sixteen years before, when he was preparing himself for his flight into Fairyland. Backed by the praise and influence of Sidney, "the president of nobleness and chivalry," he had then every reason to hope for a career of favour and advancement at Court. In the years that intervened he was moved to write with mordant sincerity:-

Full little knowest thou that hast not tried

What hell it is in suing long to bide ;

and the great poet of Gloriana had been left "to eat his heart in bitter discontent."

Time, too, had brought with it changes of taste and literary prestige. Of the circle of poets who had hailed the appearance of The Shepherd's Calendar, the eldest, Thomas Churchyard ("Old Palæmon"), author of the smoothly written and greatly admired "Complaint of Jane Shore" in The Mirror for Magistrates, had not ceased to compose verses, but it was generally recognised that his vein was exhausted. Thomas Watson, reviver of Petrarchism, was dead, and so was Abraham France, who had made the death of Watson the occasion for one of those experiments in English hexameters which for a while attracted attention by their novelty. Though Gabriel Harvey, the founder of the Cambridge school of quantitative versification, and Spenser's college tutor and

1 See vol. ii. p. 196.

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friend, was still alive, his reputation had been greatly

lowered by the ridicule of Thomas Nash, one of the

leaders of the romantic clique of poetical Euphuism which

was then directing the course of fashionable taste. The

writers of this school, inspired by the affectations of Lyly

and the romantic fancy of Greene, had produced such

poems as Glaucus and Scilla and Venus and Adonis, the

aim of which was to treat the subject of Love in a spirit

by no means congenial to the chivalrous taste of

Spenser :-

For with lewd speeches and licentious deeds

His mighty mysteries they do prophane,

And use his ydle name to other needs,

But as a compliment for courting vaine.

So him they do not serve as they profess,

But make him serve to them for sordid uses.

But among these younger poets Colin Clout's eye rests

upon one whom he can unreservedly commend :-

A new shepherd late up sprong,

The which doth all before him far surpasse,

Appearing well in that well-tunèd song,

Which late he sung unto a scornful lasse.

And so highly does he appreciate the merit of the new-

comer that he distinguishes him by name, and encourages

him to fresh and loftier exertions :-

Then rouse thy feathers quickly, Daniell,

And to what course thou please thy self advance :

But most, me seemes, thy accent will excell

In tragick plaints and passionate mischance.

It would be satisfactory to recover full details of the

personal character and history of one whom Spenser

seems thus to point out as his worthy successor ; but the

most striking feature in the career of the younger poet is

its course of, on the whole, uninterrupted good fortune, in

contrast to the disappointed ambitions of the author of

The Faery Queen.

Samuel Daniel was born in 1562 near Taunton.

He was the son of a music-master, and was educated at

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Magdalen Hall, Oxford, which, however, he left without taking a degree. Like other poets of the time, he travelled in Italy, and made himself acquainted with the state of taste and criticism in that country. His biographers are of course anxious to prove that the “scornful lass” were inspired by real passion, but I have little doubt that—as in the case of Michael Drayton, of which I shall speak hereafter—they were merely the vehicles of courtly compliment to a literary and influential patroness. Delia is indeed represented as no less “cruel” than beautiful; but as her cruelty afforded her poet an opportunity of giving a new and graceful turn to the reproaches which Horace and Wyatt had formerly directed against their inflexible mistresses, it is probable that he was not suffering deeply when he wrote with fine skill :-

When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass,

And thou with careful brow, sitting alone,

Receiv’d hast thy message from thy glass,

That tells the truth, and says that all is gone ;

Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou mad'st,

Though spent thy flame, in me the heart remaining ;

I that have loved thee thus before thou fad'st,

My faith shall wax when thou art in thy waning.

The world shall find this miracle in me,

That fire can burn when all the matter's spent :

Then what my faith hath been thyself shall see,

And that thou wast unkind thou may'st repent :

Thou may'st repent that thou hast scorned my tears,

When winter snows upon thy sable hairs.

When winter snows upon thy sable hairs,

And frost of age hath nipt thy beauties near,

When dark shall seem the day that never cleaus,

And all lies withered that was held so dear ;

Then take this picture which I here present thee,

Limm'd with a pensill not all unworthy ;

Here see the gifts that God and Nature lent thee,

Here read thyself what I have suffered for thee :

This may remain the lasting monument,

Which happily posterity shall cherish ;

These colours with thy fading are not spent ;

These may remain when thou and I shall perish.

If they remain, then thou shalt live thereby ;

They will remain, and so thou can'st not die.

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Delia's seat seems from the sonnets to have been on

the Avon : hence, arguing from the analogy of Drayton's

Idea, the “sweet nymph of Ankor,” whom I shall show

beyond question to have been Lucy, Countess of Bedford,

it may not unreasonably be conjectured that Daniel's

divinity was Mary, Countess of Pembroke, wife of the

owner of Wilton, sister of Sir Philip Sidney, and among

the most influential patronesses of literature in the Court

of Elizabeth. One of the sonnets is addressed to the

poet's mistress on the eve of his departure from England ;

and perhaps the Countess of Pembroke may have pro-

vided him with the means of travel, that he might acquire

in Italy the accomplishments befitting the intended tutor

of her son, William Herbert. To that position she at

any rate appointed him on his return home—a fact which

raises the further question whether (on the assumption

that the Mr. W. H., the “ only begetter ” of Shakespeare's

sonnets, was William Herbert) Daniel may not have been

the rival poet alluded to by Shakespeare in several of his

sonnets. Everything connected with the personal history

of those poems must remain in the region of pure con-

jecture ; but we may indulge our fancy on the subject by

remembering that Daniel continued to enjoy the favour

of William Herbert, after the latter had succeeded to the

earldom ; that he dedicated to the Earl, about the time

when Shakespeare was writing the sonnets, his Defence of

Ryme ; and that he was a student of judicial astrology.

We know also that Shakespeare admired Delia, and de-

veloped the vein of thought in the lines I have already

cited through a whole series of his own sonnets.

Encouraged by the praise of Spenser and the favour

of Lady Pembroke, Daniel now entered boldly on an

ambitious poetical career. In 1594 he had published his

rhyming tragedy, Cleopatra, a play composed on Seneca's

model, and in the following year produced the first four

books of his epic, The Civil Wars between the two Houses

of York and Lancaster. The fifth book also appeared in

1595, but the publication of the sixth was delayed till

  1. Meanwhile he constantly advanced in favour with

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the leaders of Court society, for we find him between 1595

and 1599 acting as tutor to Anne, daughter of Margaret,

Countess of Cumberland, addressing a didactic Horatian

epistle to the Chancellor, Egerton, and writing poetical

eulogies on Essex and Mountjoy. In 1602 he published

Musophilus and A Defence of Ryme. When James I.

succeeded to the throne of England in 1603, Daniel

welcomed him in A Panegyric Congratulatorie ; and either

this poem or his recognised superiority procured him in

that year the post of licenser of plays to be acted before

the Queen.

Anne of Denmark delighted in masques; Daniel's

compositions therefore now naturally took a dramatic

turn. Between 1604 and 1615 he wrote for the

stage A Vision of the Twelve Goddesses, The Queen's

Arcadia, Tethys' Festival, and Hymen's Triumph, all of

these being masques or comedies. He also produced a

play, Philotas, written after his favourite classical manner,

but as this was believed to have an allegorical reference

to the conspiracy of Essex in the late reign, it brought on

him some odium. He was successful indeed in showing

that the tragedy had been conceived, and much of it written,

before 1600, but the injustice of the accusation weighed

heavily on a spirit which, though naturally retiring and

sensitive, was yet self-respecting. In an Epistle to the

Prince (Henry), prefixed to Philotas in 1605, he says :-

And therefore, since I have outlived the date

Of former grace, acceptance, and delight,

I would my lines, late-born beyond the fate

Of her spent line, had never come to light.

So had I not been taxed for wishing well,

Nor now mistaken by the censuring stage,

Nor in my fame and reputation fell,

Which I esteem more than what all the age

Or th' earth can give. But years have done this wrong,

To make me write too much and live too long.

He did not publish anything more till 1609, when he

added to his Civil War a seventh and eighth book, and

afterwards turned his attention to a History of England

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in prose, which he brought out in 1612. The greater part of his life was spent in London, but his declining

years at a farm which he had purchased at Beckington in Somersetshire, where he died in 1619.

Daniel's merit as a poet has been variously estimated. With the exception of Ben Jonson, who described him

as "an honest man, but no poet," and who twice went out of his way to misquote his verse for the purpose of

parody,1 all of his contemporaries spoke with respect of his abilities. General commendation was bestowed upon

his earlier poems Delia and Rosamond. Drayton, who frequently imitated him, addressing him, says of the

former :—

And thou, the sweet Musæus of these times,

Pardon my rugged and unfilèd rhymes,

Whose scarce invention is too mean and base,

When Delia's glorious Muse doth come in place.

Nash, the enemy of Gabriel Harvey, who generally wrote with a failing pen, speaks with enthusiastic admiration of

Rosamond.2 But the critics were not agreed about his Civil Wars. Guilpin, a poetaster of the time, summarises

their diverse opinions :—

Daniel (as some hold) might mount if he list,

But others say that he's a Lucanist.3

Others, again, thought that, though the language of The Civil Wars was pure and lofty, the conception was not

poetical, a criticism vivaciously expressed by Drayton, who, in his Epistle to H. Reynolds, Of Poets and Poesy, after enumerating the chief writers of the time, puts

Amongst these Samuel Daniel, whom if I

May speak of, but to censure do deny,

Only have heard some wise men him rehearse

To be too much historian in verse.

His rhymes were smooth, his metre well did close,

But yet his manner better fitted prose.

1 Every Man in his Humour, Act v. Sc. 1, and The Staple of News, Act iii. Sc. 1.

2 Nash, Piers Penilesse.

3 Guilpin, Skialetheia.

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The echo of both opinions has been prolonged into modern times. Wordsworth, who had evidently read Daniel with sympathy and admiration, does him the honour to quote two of his lines in The Excursion ; 1 while Coleridge, though he speaks of his style with the highest respect, and compares it with that of Wordsworth, repeats the judgment of Drayton. 2

There is much illumination in the analogy suggested by Coleridge between the poetry of Wordsworth and that of Daniel, and the principle of composition adopted by both these poets is the secret alike of the virtues and the defe ts of their poetical styles. Both were idealists and philosophers in the first place, poets only in the second. Both were so strongly moved by the ardour of their thought, that they cared comparatively little to discriminate as to the best vehicle for its expression. And as each was accustomed, by the inclination of his genius, to write in verse, they frequently used this form of diction, even when the subject-matter of their conceptions was more akin to prose. But, on the other hand, as they were both always moved by a genuine enthusiasm, the weight and dignity of their thought seldom fails to penetrate through their prosaic modes of expression, and leaves in the imagination of the reader a sense of strength and character. The prime impulse in Wordsworth's poetry is the spirit of liberty characteristic of the first age of the French Revolution. Daniel's leading idea was the individual energy which was the most worthy feature of the pioneers of Humanism in Italy. This is strongly expressed in the two lines cited by Wordsworth in The Excursion :--

Unless himself above himself he can

Erect himself, how poor a thing is man !

His poetry is inspired by two constant ideals, which become more clearly defined after his Italian travels. In the midst of the decaying institutions of external chivalry,

1 Excursion, book iv. 330, 331.

2 Table Talk, p. 311 ; Biographia Literaria, ii. 82.

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Daniel cherishes the idea, suggested to him by his studies

of Castiglione, of a Court concentrating in itself all that

is noble in the customs of the past, and furnishing to

the nation a model of the refinement required by the

present. And again, in the midst of the affectations of

Court Euphuism, he kept steadily before his eyes the

image of the true courtier, as he is presented in the pages

of Il Cortegiano, the modern gentleman, complete in arts

and letters as well as in arms, and assiduous in cultivating

a pure and correct use of his native language.

But as Daniel is a poet of less energetic conception

than Wordsworth, so is there also less of individuality in

his style of metrical expression. In his early poems, at

least, he is content to employ the forms consecrated by

long usage, and to such an extent that his contemporaries

reproached him for his timidity. Thus the author of The

Return from Parnassus, while giving him high praise,

says :—

Only let him more sparingly make use

Of others' wit, and use his own the more,

That well may scorn base imitation.1

Except for the grace and literary skill of passages

resembling those which I have quoted, there is nothing

individually characteristic in Delia; though the lifelong

aim of the poet is already clearly indicated in the oblique

criticism—not invidiously intended—on the archaic re-

vivals recommended by the practice of Spenser —

Let others sing of knights and paladines

In aged accents and untimely words;

Paint shadows in imaginary lines,

Which well the reach of their high wits records.2

The Complaint of Fair Rosamond, which follows the

general lines of composition in The Mirror for Magistrates,

and particularly the tragedy of Shore's Wife by Church-

yard, is remarkable for little beyond the polished purity

of its English.

In the superficial form of The Civil Wars the hand of

1 Return from Parnassus, Act i. Sc. 2. 2 Sonnet lv.

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the imitator was no less visible to Daniel's contemporaries. Mr. Grosart, the poet's biographer, seems indeed to be perplexed by the criticism of Guilpin—" others say that he's a Lucanist "—the meaning of which, however, is clear enough, in view of the fact that imitations of Pharsalia may be noticed throughout The Civil Wars.1

Daniel only took hints from Lucan: the spirit in which he constructed his own epic was quite different from the air of deliberate and sustained rhetoric which animates the work of the clever Roman poet. He writes as at once a patriot and a moralist, with the purpose of pointing out in a worthy manner the successive steps by which the kingdom of England grew to its state of greatness and glory out of the disorders of past times. How closely the idea of poetry in his mind was associated with the idea of politics is shown by his eulogy of the English Constitution, in his animated Defence of Ryme:-

Let us go no further, but look upon the wonderful architecture of the State of England, and see whether they were deformed times that could give it such a form : where there is no one the least pillar of majesty but was set with the most profound judgment, and borne with the just conveniency of Prince and People; no Court of Justice but laid by the rule and square of Nature, and the best of the best Commonwealths that ever were in the world: so strong and substantial as it hath stood against all the storms of factions, both of belief and ambition, which so powerfully beat upon it, and all the tempestuous alterations of humorous times whatsoever: being continually in all ages furnished with spirits fit to maintain the majesty of her own greatness, and to match in an equal concurrency all other kingdoms round about with whom it had to encounter.2

It was Daniel's ambition to make his native language worthy of the country whose Constitution he so much admired and loved :-

1 Grosart's edition of Daniel's Works, Memorial-Introduction, p. xi. Compare, for example, Civil Wars, book i. stanzas 2, 3, with Pharsalia, lib. i. 8-66, and Civil Wars, book i. stanzas 109-118, with Pharsalia, lib. i. 523-583, and lib. ii. 16-66.

2 Daniel, Defence of Ryme (Works, Grosart's edition, vol. iv. p. 53).

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O that the Ocean did not bound our stile

Within these strict and narrow limits so,

But that the melody of our sweet isle

Might now be heard to Tyber, Arne, and Po,

That they might know how far Thames doth outgo

The music of declin'd Italy,

And, listening to our songs another while,

Might learn of thee their notes to purify.1

The thought that all his work is done with an eve to his

noble ideal constantly sustains him :-

But (Madam) this doth animate my mind,

That yet I shall be read among the rest,

And though I do not to perfection grow,

Yet something shall I be, though not the best.2

And in another place:-

I know I shall be read among the rest,

So long as men speak English, and so long

As verse and virtue shall be in request,

Or grace to honest industry belong.3

Nevertheless, in spite of the lofty patriotism which inspires the poem, it must be admitted that Drayton's criticism on The Civil Wars was justified. Daniel was "too much historian in verse." Carried away by his patriotic enthusiasm, he did not reflect that his subject lacked the universal and world-wide interest of the Pharsalia, and that though the wars of Cæsar and Pompey might justify the use of the epic, the example could hardly warrant an English imitator of Lucan in adapting the style to events of such purely local significance as the political changes of Warwick, the King-maker, or the battles of Towton and St. Albans. In making himself the poetical chronicler of his country, Daniel did not do full justice to his genius : in such a subject "his manner better fitted prose."

His poetical ideals are exhibited to far more advan-

1 Dedication of Tragedy of Cleopatra, to Countess of Pembroke. Grosart's edition, vol. iii. p. 26.

2 Ibid. vol. iii. p. 27.

3 Introductory Poem, "To the Reader." Grosart's edition, vol. i. p. 14.

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tage in his Horatian Epistles and his didactick poems;

and among these two are deserving of particular notice,

namely, the admirable Panegyric Congratulatorie, addressed

to James I. on his accession, and Musophilus, in which he

throws into the form of a poetical dialogue Castiglione's

views as to the importance of literature in refining the

manners of a Court. No poem of the time illustrates

more vividly than the former of these compositions the

personal influence of an English monarch on the fortunes

of the people. The general tendency of things in all

countries was, as I have said, towards absolutism, and in

the eyes of Daniel, James was an absolute monarch :-

So that the weight of all seems to rely

Wholly upon thine own discretion;

Thy judgment now must only rectify

This frame of power thy glory stands upon :

From thee must come that thy posterity

May joy this peace, and hold this union.

For whilst all work for their own benefit,

Thy only work must keep us all upright.

Daniel, like Bacon and almost all other political reasoners

of that age, had come to the conclusion that the unsettle-

ment of the times, caused by the anarchy of a dying

feudalism, could only be righted by the firm central

government of the Crown. He recalls, with skilful

enthusiasm, the descent of James from Margaret Tudor,

and dwells on the principle from which the reigning

family derived its popular support, namely, the repression

of feudalism by Henry VII. :-

And as he laid the model of this frame,

By which was built so strong a work of State,

As all the powers of changes in the same,

All that excess of a disordinate

And lustful prince, and all that after came,

Nor child, nor stranger, nor yet woman's fate,

Could once disjoint the couplets whereby

It held together in just symmetry, etc.

Glancing for a moment at James's successful struggle

with the feudal nobility of Scotland, Daniel concluded

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that the King would not attempt to alter the tradition of

his immediate predecessors.1 He assumed, unfortunately

without warrant, that with his absolutism James would

combine that knowledge of the character of the English

people, which all the Tudor sovereigns possessed instinct-

ively, but which no experience could impart to the

Stuarts. Indeed, the poet himself shows that his own

observation does not penetrate much below the surface

of things. His mind is entirely occupied with the un-

settlement of the times and the decay of manners ; he

says nothing of the difficulties arising out of the rupture

of religious tradition, or of the despotic suppression by the

Crown of the ancient liberties of the country. What he

hopes to see is the Court leading the way back from the

excesses of foreign affectation to the plain living and high

thinking of the good old English times :-

And bring us back unto ourselves again,

Unto our ancient native modesty,

From out these foreign sins we entertain,

These loathsome surfeits, ugly gluttony ;

From this unmanly and this idle vein

Of wanton and superfluous bravery ;

The wreck of gentry, spoil of nobleness,

And square us by thy temperate soberness.

Daniel was in fact one of the now dwindling school of

English Humanists, a convinced follower of More and

Erasmus, in sympathy at once with Catholic tradition and

with the rationalism of the Renaissance, and desirous of

seeing the spirit of ancient art and literature accommo-

dated to the genius of the English language. He em-

bodied his ideal very nobly in Musophilus, a dialogue in

verse between a courtier and a man of letters. The

former (Philocosmus), depreciating the value of Humanism,

points to the neglect of letters, and seeks to persuade his

friend to content himself with making his way at Court :-

And therefore leave the left and out-worn course

Of unregarded ways, and labour how

1 Thou wilt not alter the foundation

Thy ancestors have laid of this estate.

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To fit the times with what is most in force.

Be new with men's affections that are new :

Strive not to run an idle counter-course

Out from the scent of humours men allow :

For not discreetly to compose our parts

Unto the form of men (which we must be),

Is to put off ourselves and make our arts

Rebels to nature and society :

Whereby we come to bury our desarts

In the obscure grave of singularity.

Virtue, Musophilus replies, is its own reward. Fashion

does not endure. Knowledge alone is worth living for;

and, with the true enthusiasm of a child of the Renais-

sance, he points out how men may extend their own

spiritual life in the life of literature :-

O blessèd Letters, that combine in one

All ages past, and make one live with all !

By you we do confer with who are gone,

And the dead-living into council call ;

By you th' unborn shall have communion

Of what we feel and what doth us befall.

Though Philocosmus still insists that action without culture

is the more reasonable aim, he is moved by the eloquence

of Musophilus to make an important admission :-

Yet do I not dislike that in some wise

Be sung the great heroical desarts

Of brave renownèd spirits, whose exercise

Of worthy deeds may call up others' hearts,

And serve a model for posterities,

To fashion them fit for like glorious parts ;

But so that all our spirits may tend thereto

To make it not our grace to say but do.

In his reply Musophilus contends that art and letters are

in themselves a species of action, though their value can

only be measured by the “ audience fit but few ” :-

And for my part, if only one allow

The care my labouring spirits take in this,

He is to me a theatre large enow,

And his applause only sufficient is :

All my respect is bent but to his brow ;

1 The usual reading. I suspect Daniel, who was careful in his rhymes

wrote : “ Be now with men's affections that are now ” : i.e. accommodate your-

self to the needs of the present time.

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That is my all; and all I am is his.

And if some worthy spirits be pleasèd too,

It shall more comfort breed, but not more will.

But what if none? It cannot yet undo

The love I bear unto this holy skill.

This is the thing that I was born to do,

This is my scene, this part must I fulfil.

Truly imperial is the following prophetic vision of the

spread of the English language :-

Power above powers, O heavenly Eloquence,

That with the strong rein of commanding words

Dost manage, guide, and master th' eminence

Of men's affections, more than all their swords !

Shall we not offer to thy excellence

The richest treasure that our wit affords ?

Thou, that canst do much more with one poor pen

Than all the powers of princes can effect :

And draw, divert, dispose, and fashion men

Better than force or rigour can direct.

Should we this instrument of glory then

As th' unmaterial fruit of shades neglect ?

Or should we careless come behind the rest

In power of words that go before in worth,

Whereas our accents, equal to the best,

Is able greater wonders to bring forth,

When all that ever hotter spirits exprest

Comes bettered by the patience of the North.

And who in times knows whither we may vent

The treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores

This gain of our best glory shall be sent,

T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores ?

What worlds in the yet unformèd Occident

May come refined with accents that are ours ?

Or who can tell for what great work in hand

The greatness of our style is now ordained,

What powers it shall bring in, what spirits command,

What thoughts let out, what humours keep restrained,

What mischief it may powerfully withstand,

And what fair ends may thereby be attained ?

In conclusion, I cannot deny myself the pleasure of

citing at length a poem which illustrates, perhaps more

completely than any other, the character of one of our

worthiest poets, the noble ballad of Ulysses and the Siren ;

and I do so the more readily because it is only to be found

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in one or two of our popular anthologies, and is therefore

unknown to many Englishmen who should have it by

heart.

SIREN

Come, worthy Greek, Ulysses, come,

Possess these shores with me ;

The winds and seas are troublesome,

And here we may be free.

Here may we sit and view their toil

That travail in the deep,

Enjoy the day in mirth the while,

And spend the night in sleep.

ULYSSES

Fair nymph, if fame or honour were

To be attained with ease,

Then would I come and rest me there,

And leave such toils as these ;

But here it dwells, and here must I

With danger seek it forth ;

To spend the time luxuriously

Becomes not men of worth.

SIREN

Ulysses, O be not deceived

With that unreal name :

This honour is a thing conceiv'd,

And rests on others' fame :

Begotten only to molest

Our peace, and to beguile

(The best thing of our life) our rest,

And give us up to toil !

ULYSSES

Delicious nymph, suppose there were

No honour, or report,

Yet manliness would scorn to wear

The time in idle sport :

For toil doth give a bitter touch

To make us feel our joy ;

And ease finds tediousness, as much

As labour yields annoy.

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SIREN

Then pleasure likewise seems the shore

Whereto tends all your toil;

Which you forgo to make it more,

And perish oft the while.

Who may disport them diversely

Find never tedious day;

And ease may have variety

As well as action may.

ULYSSES

But natures of the noblest frame

These toils and dangers please,

And they take comfort in the same

As much as you in ease:

And with the thought of actions past

Are recreated still,

When pleasure leaves a touch at last

To show that it was ill.

SIREN

That doth opinion only cause

That's out of custom bred,

Which makes us many other laws

Than ever Nature did.

No widows wail for our delights,

Our sports are without blood;

The world we see by warlike wights

Receives more hurt than good.

ULYSSES

But yet the state of things require

These motions of unrest;

And these great spirits of high desire

Seem born to turn them best;

To purge the mischiefs that increase,

And all good order mar:

For oft we see a wicked peace

To be well changed for war.

SIREN

Well, well, Ulysses, then I see

I shall not have thee here;

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And therefore I will come to thee,

And take my fortune there.

I must be won that cannot win,

Yet lost were I not won ;

For beauty hath created been

T' undo or be undone

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CHAPTER III

SPENSER'S SUCCESSORS

Pastoralism of the Court and the Country: Michael Drayton : William Browne

With less steadiness of artistic purpose and with a far less elevated spirit, yet with as much industry, perhaps more learning, and certainly greater versatility, Michael Drayton, in his poetical career, proceeded in many directions on the same lines as Daniel, but illustrates in quite another aspect the influence of the Court on English poetry.

Drayton has left behind him more personal references than most poets of his age, and from these it is happily possible, in the absence of a biographer, to recover some idea of the course of his fortunes and the character of his poetical motives. He was born at Hartshill in Warwickshire1 in 1563.2 In his poem called The Owl he says that he was "nobly bred and well allied," and in his Epistle to Henry Reynolds on Poets and Poetry he gives an extremely interesting account of his early inclination to verse :—

For from my cradle you must know that I

Was still inclined to noble Poesie ;

And when that once Pueriles I had read,

And newly had my Cato construèd,

1 Lux Hartshulla tibi (Warwici villa tenebris

Ante tuas cunas obsita) prima fuit.

Lines on Drayton's portrait in Dulwich College.

2 His portrait, engraved by W. Hole and published in 1613, states that it was painted in his fiftieth year.

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In my small self I greatly marvelled then,

Amongst all others, what strange kind of men

These poets were ; and, pleas'd with the name,

To my mild tutor merrily I came

(For I was then a proper goodly page,

Much like a pigmy, scarce ten years of age),

Clasping my slender arms about his thigh ;

O my dear master, cannot you (quoth I)

Make me a poet ? Do it if you can,

And you shall see I'll quickly be a man."

Who me thus answered smiling : "Boy (quoth he),

If you'll not play the wag, but I may see

You ply your learning, I will shortly read

Some poets to you—Phœbus be my speed !"

To't hard went I, when shortly he began,

And first read to me honest Mantuan ;

Then Virgil's Eglogues : being entered thus,

Methought I straight had mounted Pegasus,

And in his full career could make him stop,

And bound upon Parnassus' by-cleft top.

I scorned your ballad then, though it were done,

And had for Finis William Elderton.1

From the dedication of two of England's Heroical Epistles

to the Earl of Bedford, we learn that the knight in whose

household he was being educated at the time he speaks of,

and possibly his actual instructor in poetry, was Sir Henry

Goodere.2 His earliest poetical attempt, entitled The

Harmonie of the Church, was dedicated to the Lady Jane

Devereux in 1590. It consisted of a paraphrase in verse of

various passages of the Bible, "so exactly translated as

the prose would permit" ; but for some reason (probably

an irregularity in publishing), after being entered at the

Stationers' Hall, it was seized by public order, doubtless

issued by the Archbishop of Canterbury as Licenser of

the Press, who directed forty copies to be preserved at

Lambeth. There is nothing in this work which suggests

ardour in poetical composition, but Drayton's next pro-

duction was just of the kind which his account of his

poetical education would lead us to expect. Published in

1 A writer of doggerel ballads in Elizabeth's reign. Died about 1592.

2 "Whose I was whilst he was, whose patience pleased to bear with the

imperfections of my heedless and unstayed youth. That excellent and

matchless gentleman was the first cherisher of my Muse."

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1593, it was called Idea: The Shepherd's Garland, and contained nine eclogues modelled on The Shepherd's

Calendar—in other words, pastoral dialogues alluding to persons and events of the day. Drayton's imitative

tendency reveals itself in the form of the eclogues, which, at least in the rustic names of the speakers and

the modern allegory, were a close copy of Spenser's manner. The inspiring motive of the composition,

however, was not, as is usually the case with Spenser, theological,' but purely complimentary. Three ladies are

celebrated in the eclogues, of whom Beta, the most illustrious, is clearly called after the last part of the

Queen's name; the second, Pandora, was Sidney's sister, the all-accomplished Mary, Countess of Pembroke ; the

third, Idea, who is the object of the poet's most enthusiastic praise, has been hitherto supposed to be some

unknown lady with whom Drayton was himself in love! But the style of the pastorals, as well as of Idea's Mirror,

a set of sonnets which followed them in 1594, entirely wanting as it is in natural sentiment and emotion,

proclaims plainly both publications to be tributes from a poet to his patroness ; and a close examination of

the changes afterwards made by Drayton in the form of these poems leaves me in no doubt as to the person

whom he intended to praise. Idea was Lucy, Countess of Bedford, to whose protection Sir Henry Goodere,

on his death-bed, commended the ingenious page trained in his household and hitherto patronised by himself.!

This famous lady was the eldest daughter of John Harington, afterwards Baron Harington, of Exton, in the

county of Rutland, and was married to Edward, third Earl of Bedford. She divided with the Countess of Pem-

broke the admiration of the Court, and took pride and pleasure in advancing the fortune of the best writers of

the day. Daniel, Jonson, and Donne, have each of them honoured her with compliments in verse, but Drayton

surpassed all his contemporaries in the extravagance of his flattery. To Lady Bedford he dedicated his Endimion

1 Dedication of Heroical Epistles.

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and Phæbe in (probably) 1595, and his Mortimeriados in

  1. In the dedicatory lines prefixed to the latter

poem he says his purpose is

That Virtue lively pictured foith in thee

May truly be discerned what she should be;

and in the poem itself he speaks of her as the "mirror of

virtue." In both dedications he describes the Countess

as the source and origin of his inspiration. The sonnet

prefixed to Endimion and Phæbe shows that the praises

lavished upon the patroness were rewarded in the time-

honoured fashion that the scop or scald expected:-

Unto thy fame my Muse her self shall task,

Which rain'st upon me thy sweet golden showers,

Upon whose praise my soul shall spend her powers.

That the bounteous Countess was also the lady whose

praises are so enthusiastically sounded under a fictitious

name both in The Shepherd's Garland and in Idea's Mirror

is an inference which can hardly be resisted in view of the

following facts. The first mention of Idea is found in the

"Fifth Elog" of The Shepherd's Garland as it appeared

in 1593, where the shepherd Rowland is called upon by

his companion

To tune his reed unto Idea's praise,

And teach the woods to wonder at her name :

this being merely a pastoral translation of what Drayton

himself says to the Countess when personally addressing

her in the dedicatory lines cited above; while the identity

of Lady Bedford with the goddess of The Shepherd's

Garland is further indicated both by an anonymous poet

E. P.--in a sonnet praising Idea, placed before Endimion

and Phæbe, next to Drayton's sonnet addressed to the

Countess in person--and by Drayton himself, who not

only calls the poem just mentioned by the sub-title Idea's

Latmus, but concludes it with an address to the "sweet

nymph of Ankor":-

1 See vol. i. p. 83, and pp. 432-433.

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If ever Nature of her work might boast,

Of thy perfection she may glory most;

To whom fair Phœbe hath her bow resigned,

Whose excellence doth live in thee refined;

And that thy praise Time never should impair,

Hath made my heart thy never-moving sphere.

Then if my Muse give life unto thy fame,

Thy virtues be the causer of the same;

And from thy tomb some Oracle shall rise,

To whom all pens shall yearly sacrifice.

To suppose that Drayton meant to flatter two ladies

at the same time and in the same way is to conclude him

wanting equally in poetical ingenuity and in knowledge

of human nature. And that the “sweet nymph of Ankor,”

addressed in Endimion and Phœbe, was the Countess of

Bedford is shown by the fact that Combe Abbey, near

Coventry, the Warwickshire seat of Lord Harington, was

situated on the banks of the Ankor.

No interruption in the smooth course of patronage and

compliment appears publicly till 1603, when Drayton

issued a re-cast of his Mortimeriados in ottava rima,

instead of the seven-line or royal stanza, and with the title

of The Baron's Wars, accompanied by a reprint of

England's Heroical Epistles, and by forty-seven sonnets

under the heading of Idea, quite differently conceived

from the set of “Amours” called Idea's Mirror published

in 1594. From the historical poem he withdrew the

dedicatory sonnet to the Countess of Bedford, prefixed to

Mortimeriados, and all allusions to her in the narrative.

The poem itself was now divided into books after the epic

fashion, and at the end of the second book was inserted

an address to Idea :-

O wretched age ! had not these things been done,

I had not now, in these more calmer times,

Into the search of former troubles run;

Nor had my virgin unpolluted rhymes

Altered the course wherein they first begun,

To sing these bloody and unnatural crimes :

My lays had still been of Idea's bower,

Of my dear Ankor or her loved Stoure.

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Or for our subject your fair worth to choose,

Your truth, your virtue, and your high respects,

That gently deign to patronise our Muse,

Who our free soul ingeniously elects

To publish your deserts, and all your dues,

Maugre the Momists, and Satyric sects,

Whilst my great verse eternally is sung,

You still may live with me in spite of wrong.

It is evident from this that in 1603 things did not

stand in the same position as in 1596. Idea has removed

her dwelling from the Ankhor, near Coventry, to the Stoure,

which flows through the vale of Evesham ; and moreover,

there are “ Momists and Satyric sects ” who speak mali-

ciously of her association with the poet. The sonnets

also betray a change of feeling. They are no longer Idea's

Mirror—

Wonder of Heaven, glass of Divinity,

Rare beauty, Nature's joy, perfection's mother,

The work of that united Trinity,

Wherein each fairest part excelleth other, etc.

This sonnet, with others like it, has disappeared, and

Collier naïvely suggests, as the reason for its suppression,

that the allusion to the Trinity in the first quatrain may have

been found objectionable.1 He does not, however, explain

why the author of Idea's Mirror, who had in that work

exhausted the treasury of amorous conceits in praising his

divinity, should have carefully informed the readers of

Sonnets under the Title of Idea that (although many of

these poems had appeared in the previous collection) the

later set were not to be taken seriously.

To the Reader of his Poems.

Into these loves who but for passion looks,

At this first sight here let him lay them by,

And seek elsewhere in turning other books,

Which better may his labour satisfy.

No far-fetched sigh what ever wound my breast ;

1 Poems by Michael Drayton. Edited by J. Payne Collier, 1856. See p.

  1. It is fair to add that, though Collier has not any suspicion as to the

reason of the alterations made by Drayton in his poems, it was through his

careful editing that my attention was called to the changes themselves.

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Love from mine eye a tear shall never wring ;

Nor, in "ah mes !" my whining sonnets dressed,

(A Libertine) fantastickly I sing ;

My verse is the true motion of my mind,

Ever in motion, still desiring change,

To choice of all variety inclined,

And in all humours sportively I range.

My active Muse is of the world's right strain,

That cannot long one fashion entertain.

The Second to his Reader.

Many there be excelling in this kind,

Whose well-tricked rhymes with all invention swell,

Let each commend, as best shall like his mind,

Some Sidney, Constable, or Daniel.

That thus their names familiarly I sing,

Let none think them disparagèd to be ;

Poor men with reverence may speak of a king,

And so may these be spoken of by me :

My wanton verse ne'er keeps one certain stay,

But now at hand, then seeks invention far,

And with each little motion runs astray,

Wild, madding, jocund, and irregular.

Like me that list, my honest merry rhymes

Nor care for critic, nor regard the times.

What then had caused the flattering shepherd, Row-

land, to sing in this rather over-jovial tone of independence?

He himself lets us into the secret in a new edition of the

Pastorals, published in 1605. In this revised version

he largely retrenched the praises he had formerly bestowed

upon Pandora, and in the same eclogue poured obloquy

on the conduct of one Selena :-

So once Selena seemed to regard

That faithful Rowland her so highly praised,

And did his travail for a while reward,

As his estate she purpos'd to have raised ;

But soon fled from him, and the swain defies ;

Ill is he stead that on such faith relies.

And to deceitful Cerberon she cleaves,

That beastly clown, so vile of to be spoken,

And that good shepherd wilfully she leaves,

And falsely all her promises hath broken,

And all those beauties whilom that her graced,

With vulgar breath perpetually defaced!

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Let age sit soon and ugly on her brow,

No shepherd's praises living let her have,

To her last end no creature pay one vow,

Nor flower be strewed on her forgotten grave,

And to the last of all-devouring time

Ne'er be her name remembered more in rhyme.1

The “sweet golden showers” had in fact ceased to

rain upon Drayton : through the fickleness of his patroness

he had been disappointed of his promised promotion, and

it seemed to him only just that the poetical crown formerly

bestowed upon the Countess of Bedford should be trans-

ferred to some other brow. He therefore proceeds :-

Then since the world's distemperature is such,

And man made blind by her deceitful show,

Small virtue in their weaker sex is much,

And to it in them much the Muses owe,

And praising some may happily inflame

Others in time with liking of their name.

As those two sisters, most discreetly wise,

That virtue's hests religious obey,

Whose praise my skill is wanting to comprise,

The eldist of which is that good Panape,

In shady Arden her dear flock that keeps,

Where mournful Ankor for her sickness weeps.

The younger then, her sister not less good,

Bred where the other lastly doth abide,

Modest Idea, flower of womanhood,

That Rowland hath so highly deified,

Whom Phœbus' daughters worthily prefer,

And give their gifts abundantly to her;

Driving her flocks up to the fruitful Mene,

Which daily looks upon the lovely Stowre,

Near to that vale which of all vales is queen,

Lastly forsaking of her former bower,

And of all places holdeth Cotswold dear,

Which now is proud because she lives it near.

It will thus be seen that, after Drayton's desertion by

the Countess of Bedford, he entered upon a very elaborate

course of retaliation. In the first place, he sought to

1 For these and the following stanzas see Collier's edition of Drayton's

Poems (1856).

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remove almost every trace of the praises he had lavished

on her in her own name. When he published his Baron's

Wars he suppressed the eulogistic lines which he had

prefixed to Mortimeriados, and the allusions to the

Countess in the body of that poem ; he recast his Endi-

mion and Phœbe in the form of The Man in the Moon,

taking from it all those personal references to Idea which

once associated it closely with Lady Bedford ; his Pas-

torals were reissued with a prefatory discourse on bucolic

poetry, thus suggesting to the reader that they were

merely a literary exercise. While, however, he suppressed

Endimion and Phœbe in the volume of his poems pub-

lished in 1599 (probably while the quarrel was only in

its infancy), he preserved the dedicatory sonnet, with the

significant alteration of the line,

Sweet lady, then grace this poor Muse of mine,

into

Sweet lady, yet grace this poor Muse of Mine.

No response being made to this overture, he inserted

in his Pastorals (1605) the bitter invective against Selena,

clearly pointing by this name at the Countess of Bedford

to whom, under the name of Idea, as he had said in

Endimion and Phœbe, "fair Phœbe (i.e. Selene, the Moon)

had her bow resigned." Nor was he content with merely

depriving his patroness of the honours previously paid to

her ; he was resolved that she should see them bestowed

upon another. Idea lived, and still honoured her poet,

but, by a very subtle stroke of art, she was transformed

into the younger sister of Panape (Lady Bedford being

the elder of Lord Harington's two daughters), and had her

abode in Gloucestershire instead of in Warwickshire.

To point out even more clearly, though still enig-

matically, the name of his new patroness, Drayton, at a

later date, paid an ingenious compliment to her in his

Polyolbion. After describing Coventry, and mentioning

in connection with it the story of St. Ursula and the

eleven thousand virgins, he alludes to the legend of Lady

Godiva, and then proceeds to say that the neighbourhood

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derives its true fame from the birth of the lady whom he always celebrates :-

The first part of whose name, Godiva, doth fore-rede Th’ first syllable of hers, and Goodere half doth sound,

For by agreeing words great matters have been found ;

But farther than this place the mystery extends ·

What Arden hath begun in Ankor lastly ends .

For in the British tongue the Britons could not find

Wherefore to her that name of Ankor was assigned,

Nor yet the Saxons since, nor times to come had known,

But that her being here was by that name foreshown,

As prophesying her. For as the first did tell

Her sirname, so again doth Ankor lively spell

Her christened title, Anne. And as those virgins there

Did sanctify the place, so holy Edith here

A recluse long time lived, in that fair abbey placed

Which Alared enriched, and Powlesworth highly graced,

A princess being born and abbess, with those maids

All noble like herself; and bidding of their beads,

Their holiness bequeathed upon her to descend,

Which there should after live : in whose dear self should end

Th’ intent of Ankor’s name, her coming that decreed,

As hers (the place of birth) fair Coventry that freed.1

Idea, in her metempsychosis, was therefore Anne Goodere,

and the significance and propriety of Drayton’s description is further illustrated by the following passage from Dugdale’s Antiquities of Warwickshire :-

The Abbey of Powlesworth was sold to Francis Goodere,

gentleman, which Francis had issue Sir Henry Goodere, knight,

his son and heir (a gentleman much accomplished and of eminent note in the county, whilst he lived, having suffered imprisonment in behalf of that magnanimous lady, Mary, Queen of Scotland,

of whom he was a great honourer), who had issue two daughters only, scilicet, Frances and Anne; the one married to Sir Henry Goodere, knight, son and heir to Sir William (brother to the before-specified Sir Henry), the other to Henry Rainsford of Clifford in Com. Glouc.2

From another poem of Drayton, a hymn in honour of his lady’s birthplace, it appears that Anne Goodere (Idea) was born in Coventry on the 4th of August :-

1 Polyolbion, song xiii.

2 Dugdale’s Antiquities of Warwickshire, p. 1114.

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Of thy streets which thou hold'st best

And most frequent of the rest,

Happy Mich-park, every year

On the fourth of August, there

Let thy maids from Flora's bowers,

With their choice and daintiest flowers,

Deck them up, and from their store

With brave garlands crown that door.1

To Frances, the elder of the two sisters, Drayton had already dedicated one of England's Heroical Epistles, in gratitude for the bounties which he had received from the family of Goodere. He now praised her under the name of Panape.

I have dwelt at length on details, in themselves trivial, because of the light they throw both on the real nature of the supposed amorous poetry of the time, as we find it embodied in pastorals and sonnets, and also on the character and artistic motives of an eminent English poet.

Perhaps the only parallel in the history of our poetry to the mingled spite and ingenuity of Drayton's revenge is to be found in the minute art with which Pope transferred his satire, under the same fictitious name, from one person to another, according as he was moved by the passion of the moment.

Lady Bedford's fickleness was not the only disappointment which Drayton had to endure. In an epistle written to George Sandys, the translator of Ovid, he gives us a glimpse of the high hopes he had built on the favour of James I., to whom, while still only King of Scotland, he had addressed a flattering sonnet, and whose accession to the English throne he welcomed in 1603 with a A Gratulatorv Poem, followed up in the next year with a "Pcan Triumphall, composed for the Societie of the Gold-smiths of London." These efforts brought him no reward :—

It was my hap before all other men

To suffer shipwreck by my forward pen,

When King James entered : at which joyful time

I taught his title to this isle in rhyme,

1 Collier's edition of Drayton's Poems, p. 418.

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And to my part did all the Muses win

With high-pitched pæans to applaud him in.

When cowardice had tied up every tongue,

And all stood silent, yet for him I sung ;

And when before by danger I was dared,

I kicked her from me, nor a jot I spared.

Yet had not my clear spirit, in fortune's scorn,

Me above earth and her afflictions borne,

He, next my God, on whom I built my trust,

Had left me trodden lower than the dust.

As we see from Daniel's Panegyric Congratulatorie,

Drayton was by no means alone in his welcome of James,

nor could he have been exposed to any real danger in

espousing a cause which was decidedly popular. But he

was doubtless soured by his various disappointments, and

these may even have rendered his livelihood for a while

precarious, for we find him in 1599 and 1600 assisting,

as one of several hack playwrights, in the production of

third-rate historical dramas. In 1603, however, he secured

a new patron, Walter Aston, to whom he dedicated in

succession The Owl—a poem written in imitation of

Spenser's Mother Hubberd's Tale on the unworthy treat-

ment of men of letters at Court,—the edition of Poems,

Lyric and Pastoral spoken of above, and The Legend of

Great Cromwell, which in 1607 he published in a volume

with the legends he had already written on Matilda,

Gaveston, and Robert, Duke of Normandy. When Aston,

at the coronation of James I., received the order of knight-

hood, he made Drayton one of his esquires. To him the

poet makes a grateful allusion in the preface to the first

eighteen books of his Polyolbion, which in 1613 he

published, with a dedication to Prince Henry (then

recently dead) ; and we may therefore conclude that his

patron had at least placed him in a position which relieved

him from the necessity of having to write for his living.

A competence, however, was far from satisfying the poet's

ambition. The note of discontent sounds plainly in the

following passage from the same preface :-

And to any that shall demand wherefore, having promised

this poem of the general island so many years, I now publish

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only this part of it, I plainly answer ; that many times I had

determined with myself to have left it off, and have neglected my

papers sometimes two years together, finding the times since his

majesty's happy coming in to fall so heavily on my distressed

fortunes, after my zealous soul had laboured so long in that,

which, with the general happiness of the kingdom, seemed not

then impossible somewhat also to have advanced me. But

I instantly saw all my long-nourished hopes even buried alive

before my face : so uncertain in this world be the ends of our

clearest endeavours.

The concluding twelve songs of the Polyolbion were

published in 1622. Five years later appeared a small

folio containing The Battle of Agincourt (not the ballad on

the same subject which had appeared in Poems, Lyric

and Pastoral), The Miseries of Queen Margaret, Nymphidia,

The Quest of Cinthia, The Shepherd's Sirena, and The

Moon-Calf. In 1630 this was followed by The Muses'

Elysium, Moses, his Birth and Miracles, Noah's Flood,

David and Goliath. The new volume was dedicated to

Edward, fourth Earl of Dorset, to whom the poet says :-

I have ever found that constancy in your favours, since your

first acknowledging of me, that their durableness has now made

me one of your family ; and I am become so happy in the title

to be called yours, that, for retribution, could I have found a

fitter way to publish your bounties, my thankfulness before this

might have found it out.

Drayton died on the 23rd December 1631, and was

buried in Westminster Abbey. He lies beneath a monu-

ment erected to him by the Countess of Dorset, the

inscription on which was written by Quarles.

The above sketch will enable the reader to divine

why it is that a poet who enjoyed so great a reputation

in his own day, who undoubtedly possessed many rare

qualities, and who wrote so much, and often so well, as

Drayton, should have left so little behind him which

posterity finds of value. His works fill a volume as large

as Spenser's, but the only complete poems of his which

can be said to be still alive are the fine ballad on the

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battle of Agincourt, the sonnet beginning : “Since there's

no help, come let us kiss and part!” and the charming

fairy epic, Nymphidia. His contemporaries, as usually

happens, failed to note either his merits or defects in

their right proportions. They gave him the name of

“Golden-mouth,” intending to signify by it their apprecia-

tion of “the purity and preciousness of his style and

phrase.”1 But Drayton was much more than what is

called in the literary cant of our own day a “stylist.”

In fineness of fancy, in delicacy of humour, as well as in

manly vigour of diction, he has few superiors among his

contemporaries, and, with the exception of Ben Jonson,

there were none of them who equalled him in versatility

of invention and in the extent of his learning. He tried

many kinds of poetry, and wrote well in them all.

Some critics of his time charged him, as they did

Daniel, with imitation.2 Their criticism was superficially

just. The Shepherd's Garland was imitated from the

Shepherd's Calendar. Many, if not most, of the sonnets

in Idea's Mirror are based on conceits first invented by

Daniel or Constable. Endimion and Phoebe was inspired

by Marlowe's Hero and Leander ; and if Drayton had not

witnessed the same poet's Edward II., he would perhaps

never have conceived the character of Mortimer, the hero

of his Baron's Wars. When his critics spoke of him as

an imitator, they were probably thinking of his England's

Heroical Epistles, which were, of course, suggested by the

Heroïdes of Ovid. Spenser and Shakespeare both sup-

plied him with some fundamental ideas. From the

episode of the marriage of the Thames and the Med-

way in the Faery Queen he got the structural design of

1 Meres' Palladis Tamia. The epithet “golden-mouth” was first given

him by Fitzgeoffrey in a poem on Drake.

2

Drayton's condemned of some for imitation,

But others say, 'twas the best poets' fashion.

In spite of sick opinion's crooked doom

Traitor to kingdom mind, true judgment's tomb,

Like a worthy Roman he hath won

A threefold name affinèd to the sun,

When he is mounted in the glorious south ;

And Drayton's justly surnamed golden-mouth.

Guilpin, Skialetheia.

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the Polyolbion, and from the description of Queen Mab in Romeo and Juliet the framework of Nymphidia.

All this is just what we should expect from the account Drayton gives us of his early inclination to verse-

making: he became a poet by reading and admiring the works of other poets. His genius, receptive and many-

sided, required to be set in motion from without, but, once supplied with materials, it stamped on them the

impress of its own character. He imitated after the fashion of the best poets. Seed, sown by the hands of

others in the quick soil of his imagination, brought forth a new variety of fruit. The ideas he borrowed were

reinvested to advantage, and the poetical fortune he made out of them was honestly earned by his own judgment

and invention.

What he lacked was loftiness and resolution of artistic purpose. With more respect for himself and his art, he

would have been able to turn his many fine qualities towards some worthy end. As it was, he could not

"himself above himself erect himself." Instead of leading the taste of his day, he sought to follow it, and to

make his art an instrument of his own promotion. Un-

fortunately for him, the taste of the Court was in itself so frivolous and uncertain that it could not guide his inven-

tion into right channels. Since Sidney's disappearance the great ideal of chivalry had decayed, and the garb of

romantic allegory and Arcadianism, in which that poet and Spenser had sought to ennoble courtly manners, had fallen

out of fashion. Those of the courtiers who were conscious of great merit attempted to mark their pre-eminence

by external magnificence and the ostentatious patronage of letters. The praises of ingenious poets were eagerly

sought for: hence the leading motive of all Drayton's earlier poems, The Shepherd's Garland, Idea's Mirror,

Endimion and Phœbe, and even Mortimeriados, was to gratify the vanity, while pleasing the imagination, of the

Countess of Bedford and her circle. Poetry cannot rise above the taste that inspires it, any more than water can

rise above its own level.

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CHAP.

England's Heroical Epistles display more independence of spirit, and therefore deservedly achieve a higher artistic success. There was some originality in the design of applying Ovid's invention of poetical letter-writing to famous characters in English history, and considerable versatility of imagination is shown in conceiving the different situations of the various lovers. But there are traces of mechanical workmanship in the execution of the design. Ovid divides the last six epistles of his Heroides between the letters, with the answers to them, of three pairs of lovers. Drayton follows this plan through all of his twenty-four epistles, with the result that his style necessarily becomes monotonous. Nevertheless, these poems contain vigorous and harmonious passages, of which the best is perhaps the following from the epistle of Surrey to the Lady Geraldine :-

When time shall turn those amber locks to gray,

My verse again shall gild and make them gay,

And trick them up in knotted curls anew,

And to thy autumn give a summer's hue :

That sacred power that in my ink remains,

Shall put fresh blood into thy withered veins,

And on thy red decayed, thy whiteness dead,

Shall set a white more white, a red more red.

When thy dim sight thy glass cannot descry,

Nor thy crazed mirror can discern thine eye,

My verse, to tell the one what th' other was,

Shall represent them both, thine eye and glass,

When both thy mirror and thine eye shall see

What once thou saw'st in that, that saw in thee ;

And to them both shall tell the simple truth,

What that in pureness was, what thou in youth.

The reader will observe in this passage how characteristically Drayton borrows the idea from Daniel,1 but fits it to his own epistolary method, and also with what rare art he has adapted the leading features of Ovid's elegiac verse to the English decasyllabic line. In his terse epigrams and antitheses we have the germs of the style which reached its last development in Pope's treatment of the heroic couplet.

1 See p. 12.

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The freedom and fluency with which England's Heroical Epistles are written give the measure of the advance made by Drayton when disembarrassed of the necessity of paying compliments in verse. Fresh energy was added to his style after his quarrel with the Countess of Bedford, and it is artistically instructive to compare the insincerity of such a sonnet as that beginning "Wonder of Heaven" in Idea's Mirror with the manly directness of the sonnets prefatory to the later collection, Sonnets under the Title of Idea, and still more with the famous and splendid lines in which it is now clear that he symbolised, under the imagery of lovers' parting, his final rupture with his patroness :-

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part !

Nay, I have done, you get no more of me,

And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart,

That thus so cleanly I myself can free ;

Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows,

And, when we meet at any time again,

Be it not seen in either of our brows

That we one jot of former love retain.

Now, at the last gasp of love's failing breath,

When, his pulse failing, passion speechless lies,

When faith is kneeling by his bed of death,

And innocence is closing up his eyes,

Now if thou wouldst, when all have given him over,

From death to life thou mightst him still recover.

Had Drayton valued his art at the same rate as he here values himself, he might have produced some great poem. But it was not to be. The necessities of living were too strong for him. He was forced now to write down to the public taste. Mortimeriados, originally designed for the amusement of the Countess of Bedford, was based, after Marlowe's fashion, upon the character of Mortimer. When the Countess had to be deprived of her share of the inspiration, the poem was converted, for the benefit of the general reader, into a formal epic on The Baron's Wars. It thus became a rival of Daniel's Civil Wars, and consequently liable to the sentence which Drayton himself passed on the latter composition. In the

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same way—as we see from the preface—the Polyolbion

was evidently designed to catch the interest of the

numerous readers who were patriotically interested in the

archæology of their own counties. The conception was

not primarily poetical ; and in spite of its vast learning

and accurate descriptions, in spite, too, of the mythological

impersonations, by means of which the poet seeks to raise

the narrative out of the sphere of prose, nothing can save

the work from the censure of being “antiquity in verse.”

There are passages in the thirty songs, which constitute

the poem, full of ingenious fancy ; but, as a whole, the

mechanical conduct of the action and the monotony of

the Alexandrine verse (the character of which may be

judged by the extract given above ¹) make it unreadable.

The admirable ballad on the battle of Agincourt was

evidently struck off at a heat under the inspiration of the

metrical tune in Thomas Heywood's song, “Agincourt,

Agincourt! know ye not Agincourt?” but the epic nar-

rative of the battle, which Drayton afterwards built out of

the ballad, is nothing more than versified prose. Only

once again in his later years did he soar into a divine

region above the heavy and gross atmosphere of hack-

writing. This was in the delightful fairy epic Nymphidia,

in which he burlesques the action both of A Midsummer

Night's Dream and the Orlando Furioso. Many years

before he had struck upon the happy thought of imitating

Chaucer's lay of Sir Thopas in the pastoral ballad of

Dowsabell, which is the only valuable portion of The

Shepherd's Garland. In a development of this metre he

now found an epic vehicle for the narrative of the madness

of the fairy king Oberon, caused by a not unwarranted

jealousy of Pigwiggen, one of his knights, whose rela-

tions with Queen Mab seem to have resembled those

existing between Launcelot and Guinevere. The action

of the poem is made up of the adventures arising out

of an assignation granted by the Queen to Pigwiggen,

which Oberon, hearing of, resolves to interrupt. Oberon's

madness is, on an elfin scale, the exact counterpart of

¹ See p. 36.

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Orlando's, the relative heroic proportion being preserved throughout, and the incidents imagined with the most excellent humour and invention. Nymphidia, a fairy, perceiving Oberon's intentions, contrives to save the Queen's honour, by hiding her with all her Court inside a hazel-nut, which she makes invisible to Puck or Hobgoblin, who has been sent by Oberon to discover the place of the lovers' meeting. The following stanzas, describing her procedure and the magic charm, will give the reader an idea of the poem :-

And first her fern-seed doth bestow

The kernel of the mistletoe,

And here and there as Puck should go,

With terror to affright him,

She night-shade strews to work him ill,

Therewith her vervain, and her dill

That hindereth witches of their will,

Of purpose to despite him.

Then sprinkles she the juice of rue,

That groweth underneath the yew,

With nine drops of the midnight dew

From lunary distilling ;

The molewart's brain mixt therewithal,

And with the same the pismire's gall,

For she in nothing short would fall,

The fairy was so willing.

Then thrice under a briar doth creep,

Which at both ends was rooted deep,

And over it three times did leap,

Her magic much availing :

Then on Proserpina doth call,

And so upon her spell doth fall,

Which here to you repeat I shall,

Not in one tittle failing.

" By the croaking of the frog,

By the howling of the dog,

By the crying of the hog,

Against the storm arising ;

By the evening curfew bell,

By the doleful dying knell,

O let this my direful spell,

Hob, hinder thy surprising ?

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"By the mandrake's dreadful groans,

By the Lubrican's sad moans,

By the noise of dead mens' bones,

In charnel-houses rattling;

By the hissing of the snake,

The rustling of the fire-drake,

I charge thee this place forsake,

Nor of Queen Mab be prattling!

"By the whirlwind's hollow sound,

By the thunder's dreadful stound,

Yells of spirits underground,

I charge thee not to hear us!

By the scritch-owl's dismal note,

By the black night's raven throat,

I charge thee, Hob, to tear thy coat

With thorns, if thou come near us'

Drayton, by his ingenuity and versatility, exercised great influence on the minds of his contemporaries. In his Epistle to Henry Reynolds he mentions some of his chief scholars :--

Then the two Beaumonts and my Browne arose,

My dear companions, whom I freely chose

My bosom friends, and in their several ways

Rightly born poets, and in these last days

Men of much note and no less noble parts,

Such as have freely told to me their hearts,

As I have mine to them.

Of the two Beaumonts the elder, Sir John, is the one who shows the more distinct traces of Drayton's influence, particularly in his versification, which is modelled on that of the Heroical Epistles. But the poet who learned most from him was William Browne of Tavistock — "my Browne," as he is affectionately called in the verses cited above—whose Britannia's Pastorals is in a direct line of descent from the Polyolbion, as The Shepherd's Pipe is the offspring of Idea's Mirror. He was the son of Thomas Browne of Tavistock—a member of a family tracing their origin to the Brownes of Betchworth Castle in Surrey—and was born about 1591. After receiving his first education in Tavistock Grammar School, he entered

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Exeter College, Oxford, about the beginning of the reign of James I., but left the University, without taking a degree, for Clifford's Inn, from which, on 1st March 1611-12, he passed to the Inner Temple. Very little is known of his life. The first book of Britannia's Pastorals was published in 1613, and The Shepherd's Pipe in 1614. In the latter year he lost his first wife. The second book of the Pastorals appeared in 1616, with a dedication to William Herbert, Earl of Pembroke. In 1624 Browne returned to Exeter College, as tutor to Robert Dormer, afterwards Earl of Carnarvon ; and in the same year he took the degree of M.A. After this he entered the family of the Herberts at Wilton, where, according to the statement of Anthony Wood, "he got wealth and purchased an estate." He may thus have been enabled to marry his second wife, curiously named Timothy, daughter of Sir Thomas Eversfield, of Horsham, to whom he was united 24th December 1628 ; and perhaps his "estate" was in the neighbourhood of Dorking, the original cradle of his family.1 He sympathised with the Parliamentary party. A letter from him to Sir Benjamin Rudyard has been preserved, in which he congratulates his correspondent on a speech in Parliament (1640), "wherein they believe the spirit which inspired the Reformation and the genius which dictated Magna Charta possessed you."2 It does not appear, however, that he took any active part in the war that was so soon to break out ; if he be the same William Browne whose burial is recorded in the Tavistock register, 27th March 1643, he died before victory had inclined to the side of the Parliament.

Though Browne's genius received so strong an impulse from Drayton's pastoral manner, he in no way followed his master's example of making the pastoral a vehicle for Court flattery. On the contrary, he is among those poets — Breton, Barnfield, and others — whose

1 In the Act of Administration granted to his widow, 6th November 1645, he is described as "late of Dorking, in the county of Surrey, Esquire." Browne's Poems, edited by Gordon Goodwin, p. xxvi.

2 Ibid. p. 27.

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characteristic note it is to dwell on the contrast between

the simplicity of country and the artificiality of Court

life. Indeed, he himself directly derives his poetical

origin from Sidney :-

Happy Arcadia ! while such lovely strains

Sung of thy valleys, rivers, lakes, and plains ;

Yet most unhappy, other joys among,

That never heard'st his music nor his song.

Deaf men are happy so, whose virtues' praise

(Unheard of them) are sung in tuneful lays.

And pardon me, ye sisters of the mountain,

Who wail his loss from the Pegasian fountain,

If, like a man for portraiture unable,

I set my pencil to Apelles' table ;

Or dare to draw his curtain, with a will

To show his true worth, when the artist's skill

Within that curtain fully doth express

His own arts-mastery, my unableness.

He sweetly touchèd what I harshly hit,

Yet thus I glory in what I have writ ;

Sidney began, and (if a wit so mean

May taste with him the dews of Hippocrene)

I sung the Pastoral next ; his Muse, my mover,

And on the plains full many a pensive lover

Shall sing to us their loves, and praising be

My humble lines the more for praising thee.1

Browne reproduces in his verse all Sidney's ideal

Arcadianism, of which the following lines—describing

the amusements of Arcadia, and containing, as will be

seen, that often-repeated image of the piping shepherd

lad which first set in motion such a train of pastoral

fantasy—are an example :-

But since her stay was long, for fear the sun

Should find them idle, some of them begun

To leap and wrestle, others threw the bar ;

Some from the company removèd are

To meditate the songs they meant to play,

Or make a new round for next holiday.

Some tales of love their love-sick fellows told :

Others were seeking stakes to pitch their fold.

This all alone was mending of his pipe :

That for his lass sought fruits most sweet, most ripe :

1 Britannia's Pastorals, book i. song ii. 257-278.

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Here from the rest a lovely shepherd's boy

Sits piping on a hill, as if his joy

Would still endure, or else that age's frost

Should never make him think what he had lost.1

The characteristic note of Britannia's Pastorals, however,

and that which constitutes their charm, is the localisation

of Arcadia in Devonshire. Browne writes of Pan and

Maenalus and the "silver Ladon," but his heart is never

far away from the Tavy and Dartmoor. An ardent love

for his birthplace and a pride in the heroes of his county

breathe in his verse :-

Hail, thou, my native soil! thou blessed plot,

Whose equal all the world affordeth not !

Show me who can so many crystall rills ;

Such sweet-clothed valleys or aspiring hills ;

Such wood-ground, pastures, quarries, wealthy mines ;

Such rocks in whom the diamond fairly shines ;

And if the earth can show the like again,

Yet will she fail in her sea-ruling men.

Time never can produce men to o'ertake

The fames of Grenville, Davies, Gilbert, Drake,

Of worthy Hawkins, or of thousands more

That by their power made the Devonian shore

Mock the proud Tagus ; for whose richest spoil

The boasting Spaniard left the Indian soil

Bankrupt of store, knowing it would quit cost

By winning this, though all the rest were lost.2

He grows melancholy as he thinks of all the vessels

fitted out against Spain by the men of Devon in Elizabeth's

time, now rotting on the beach under her slothful successor.

All the beasts and birds that haunt the hills or rivers of

his county are known to him, and the homely sights he

has marked in his rambles furnish him with matter for

his numerous similes. He is a learned antiquary, who

loves to continue

The lay that aged Robert sung of yore;3

and to embellish his local descriptions with the same

research that his master, Drayton, had displayed in his

1 Britannia's Pastorals, book iii. song ii. 23-36. Compare vol. ii. p. 223.

2 Ibid. book ii. song ii. 601-616. 3 Ibid. book ii. song iv. 236.

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Polyolbion. He knows what Suetonius has said about

the pearls of Britain, and what his countryman, Joseph

of Exeter, records as to the landing of the Trojans on

the shores of Devonshire. All this science, mixed up

with the mythology of Arcadia, with realistic painting of

rural sports and customs, and with marvellous lore derived

from Pliny's Natural History, makes Britannia's Pastorals

resemble in its subject matter—as the author himself

suggests—one of the classical landscapes of Claude or

Poussin :—

And as within a landskip that doth stand

Wrought by the pencıl of some curious hand,

We may descry here meadow, there a wood;

Here standing ponds, and there a running flood;

Here on some mount a house of pleasure vanted,

Where once the roaring cannon had been planted;

There on a hill a swain pipes out the day,

Out-braving all the quiristers of May;

A huntsman here follows his cry of hounds,

Drying the hare along the fallow grounds,

Whilst one at hand seeming the sport t'allow

Follows the hounds and careless leaves the plough;

There in another place some high-raised land

In pride bears out her breasts unto the strand;

Here stands a bridge and there a conduit head;

Here round a Maypole some the measures tread;

There boys the truant play and bear their book;

Here stands an angler with a baited hook;

There for a stag one lurks within a bough;

Here sits a maiden milking of her cow;

There on a goodly plain (by time thrown down)

Lies buries in his dust some ancient town,

Who now invillaged, there's only seen

In his vast ruins what his state has been;

And of all these in shadows so expressed

Make the beholders' eyes to take no rest.

In such a medley of images it would be idle to look for

any principle of external unity. The Pastorals are

supposed to contain a story, the action of which lies in

the adventures of a certain shepherdess, Marina, who has

been deserted by her lover, Celandine; and with these

are connected by a slight thread the histories of other

shepherds and shepherdesses. But the narrative is in fact

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only a series of episodes which provide an opportunity

for rural descriptions or personal reflections ; and as the

human actors in the poem are associated with heathen

deities and allegorical abstractions, the reader is in no

way moved by the changes in their fortune. As with

Spenser's Faery Queen, the poem is harmonised by the

sense of beauty in the poet, who succeeds in blending his

strangely assorted materials in an ideal atmosphere

emanating from his own mind.

Browne's style, as befitting the unreality of his subject,

is characterised by a kind of romantic Euphuism, which

makes Britannia's Pastorals resemble in verse what the

Arcadia is in prose. The vocabulary contains, like the

Faery Queen, many archaic words: the metre imitates

the use of the heroic couplet by Sylvester, translator of

Du Bartas' Weeks of Creation, with whose enthusiastic

love of the country Browne was in deep sympathy : the

diction and versification unite to form a style of conscious

naïveté which, in its easy flow, suggests the placid move-

ment of a brook, gliding noiselessly under pollarded

willows, and irrigating the level meadows through which

it passes.

Browne was one of those poets who mature early,

and whose art lies within a narrow compass. The first

two books of Britannia's Pastorals were written before

he was twenty.1 Besides that poem, The Shepherd's Pipe,

Lydford Journey, and the Two Elegies on Henry, Prince of

Wales, nothing of his work was published in his lifetime.

The MS. of the third book of the Pastorals and of a few

other poems was discovered in the library of Salisbury

Cathedral by the late Beriah Botfield, and was printed for

the Percy Society in 1852. The Inner Temple Masque,

preserved in a MS. of Emmanuel College, Cambridge,

1 O how (methinks) the imps of Mneme bring

Dews of invention from their sacred spring.

Here could I spend that spring of poesy,

Which not twice ten suns have bestowed on me,

And tell the world the Muses' lore appears

In nonaged youth as in the length of years

Book i. song v. 50.

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Library, was printed in 1772, and other poems of Browne

have been collected from the Lansdowne MSS. in the

British Museum, and from a MS. in the library of

Trinity College, Dublin. But in none of these is there

any advance on the charming freshness and the fine

workmanship of the first two books of Britannia's Pastorals.

Even in The Shepherd's Pipe, which appeared in 1614,

there is a comparative lack of invention : no note is struck

in the series of eclogues that had not already been heard

in the poems of Spenser, Breton, Barnfield, and Drayton.1

What, however, is observable in all Browne's work is

the delicate Euphuism which amid the confusion of

elements in the Pastorals—rural images, antiquarian

learning, and personal allusion—furnishes the leaven of

the style. Sometimes his excessive bias towards Euphu-

ism carries him beyond the proper mark, as in the second

stanza of the fine epitaph, so often erroneously ascribed

to Ben Jonson :-

Underneath this sable hearse

Lies the subject of all verse,

Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother;

Death, ere thou hast slain another,

Fair, and learn'd, and good as she,

Time shall throw a dart at thee.

Marble piles let no man raise

To her name ; for after days

Some kind woman born as she,

Reading this, like Niobe

Shall turn marble, and become

Both her mourner and her tomb.

On the other hand, there is complete propriety in the

charmingly Euphuistic description of Oberon's banquet,

in the unpublished third book of the Pastorals, which, as

it was probably written about 1625,2 was doubtless read

1 In this poem Wither claims to have had a hand. See his Fides Anglicana.

2 Commendatory verses written in praise of Browne's Pastorals were

found by Crofton Croker inscribed in a copy of that poem printed in 1625. As

they are all by members of Exeter College, they probably were collected, in

view of the continuation of the Pastorals, at the time when Browne had

returned to Exeter as tutor of Robert Dormer.

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in MS. by Herrick, and furnished him with the suggestion for his beautiful series of fairy fantasies. In the same way, I imagine, Sir John Suckling drew the inspiration of his well-known Ballad at a Wedding from the lively movement of Browne's Lydford Journey, which appeared in print as early as 1630.

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CHAPTER IV

SPENSER'S SUCCESSORS

Beginnings of Didactic, Epigrammatic, and Satiric Poetry:

Sir John Davies . Joseph Hall : John Marston

IT is unnecessary to insist upon the fact that the germs of

didactic poetry are contained in the religious system of the

Middle Ages. The course of this History has shown that

when the Church ceased to be alarmed at the fascinations

of literary art and fiction, she sought to turn them to her

own purposes. She originated the Miracle Play. She

metamorphosed the secular tales of the Gesta Romanorum

into sacred allegories. Allegory became in her hands

the great instrument for the interpretation of Nature.

We have seen how Dante declares that theology con-

descends by means of sensible images to reveal to the

human understanding the highest spiritual truths ; how

the Church explains to Langland the meaning of the

vision of the field full of folk ; and how Spenser makes

use of her ancient methods for the glorification of his

sovereign in the "dark allegorie" of the Faery Queen, or

veils his covert satire on the Court under the discourses

of his animals in Mother Hubberd's Tale.

When the scholastic system of the Church began to

be undermined by the Renaissance, allegory necessarily

ceased to be an effective instrument for the interpretation

of Nature. But the didactic impulse in poetry was as

strong as ever, and the poets, seeking new vehicles of

expression for their changed ideas of Nature and society,

found models convenient for their purpose in the elegant

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imitations of Virgil's or Horace's didactic manner, produced by such late Latin verse-writers as Pontanus, author of Urania, Fracastoro, author of De Morbo Gallico, and Vida, author of the Ludus Scacchia and the Ars Poetica.

The first to introduce the classic style into the Court of Elizabeth was John Davies, author of Nosce Teipsum, who, though he was the earliest, remains in many respects the finest didactic poet in the English language.

The third son of John Davies, a gentleman of Wiltshire, he was born at Tisbury, in that county, in 1569, and was educated first at Winchester, afterwards either at New College or (according to other authorities) Queen's College, Oxford.

In 1587 he was admitted as a member of the Society of the Middle Temple, and in 1590 took his B.A. degree at Oxford.

His first published poem, Orchestra, was licensed for printing as early as 1593, but no edition is found earlier than 1596.

It was dedicated in a laudatory sonnet to his friend, Richard Martin, a member of the same Inn;

but in 1597 the latter must have given Davies deep offence, for the poet struck him publicly in the Middle Temple Hall, while seated at dinner.

In consequence of this breach of discipline and good manners, Davies was disbarred, and returned for a while to Oxford, where he occupied himself with the composition of his famous poem, Nosce Teipsum.

He himself records the spirit in which his work was conceived and written :-

If ought can teach us ought, Affliction's looks

(Making us look into ourselves so near)

Teach us to know ourselves beyond all books,

Or all the learned schools that ever were.

This mistress lately plucked me by the ear,

And many a golden lesson hath me taught;

Hath made my senses quick and reason clear,

Reformed my will, and rectified my thought.

She within lists my ranging mind hath brought,

That now beyond my self I list not go :

My self am centre of my circling thought,

Only my self I study, learn, and know.

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I know my body of so frail a kind,

As force without, fevers within, can kill ;

I know the heavenly nature of my mind ;

But 'tis corrupted both in wit and will.

I know my soul hath power to know all things ;

Yet is she blind and ignorant in all ;

I know I am one of Nature's little kings ;

Yet to the least and vilest things am thrall.

I know my life's a pain and but a span ;

I know my sense is mocked with every thing :

And, to conclude, I know myself a MAN,

Which is a proud, and yet a wretched, thing.

Nosce Teipsum deservedly brought Davies a high poetical

reputation. It did more. Dedicated to the Queen, and

accompanied by Hymns to Astræa, it procured him the

opportunity of providing Elizabeth with an "entertain-

ment" when she made a progress to Harefield, the seat

of the Chancellor, Lord Ellesmere; and through the

influence of the latter Davies, after making a public

apology for his offence, was restored to his position at the

Bar and to his seniority. In 1601 he was returned to

Parliament as member for Corfe Castle, and spoke strongly

against the Monopolies. After the death of the Queen, in

1603, he was sent to announce at Edinburgh the acces-

sion of James I., and his new sovereign, who knew what

good writing was, embraced him as the author of Nosce

Teipsum. In the same year he was appointed Solicitor-

General in Ireland, under Lord Mountjoy, the new

Viceroy, and was knighted at Dublin. Being now

occupied completely with State affairs, he ceased to write

poetry, so that it becomes unnecessary to follow his career

in detail. He married, while in Ireland, Eleanor, daughter

of Lord Audley, a woman whose native eccentricity gradu-

ally grew into insanity. Returning to England in 1619,

he sat in the House of Commons as M.P. for Newcastle-

under-Lyne, and, being raised to the English Bench, was

appointed Lord Chief Justice in succession to Crewe, who

had been deprived of his position ; but before Davies

could enter on his office, he died on the 8th of December

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With what intelligence Davies apprehended the art and grace of Vida's Latin style, and with what originality

he developed it in English, may be seen from the structure of his earliest didactic poem, Orchestra.

He imagines Antinous, the suitor of the chaste Penelope, endeavouring, in the absence of Ulysses, to persuade the Queen to dance

by all the devices of fanciful rhetorical argument, showing how the principles of dancing are inherent in the constitution of Nature.

Penelope replies with objections, which furnish Antinous with fresh starting-points for ingenious reasoning.

Finally, all his efforts proving vain, he calls upon Love, who descends from heaven with a magic glass, in which Antinous shows the Queen, as an argument of irresistible force, a vision of the future, namely,

the elegant revels of Cynthia and her Court, with which refined compliment the poem is brought to an abrupt conclusion.

Orchestra is professedly no more than a graceful tour de force of pagan invention.

Nosce Teipsum is a much greater work. The subject is the nature of the human soul ; and Mr. Grosart, Davies's editor, is at pains to prove

that the matter, as well as the form of the poem, is original. Such anxiety is uncalled for.

Every great didactic poem that the world preserves is founded on a basis of science provided by some philosophic predecessor.

Lucretius derived his didactic materials from the science of Democritus and Epicurus ; Virgil took his from Hesiod ; Pope found the line of philosophic reasoning, such as it is, in the Essay on Man, in Bolingbroke, Leibnitz, Pascal, and many others.

What is wanted of the didactic poet is, that he should so completely assimilate the philosophy of his subject as to be able to present it in a lucid and persuasive form, and with all the ornament proper to the art of poetry.

There can neither be any doubt that, before setting to work on his poem, Davies had deeply studied the subject as a whole in the most authoritative text-books of philosophy and theology, nor

that in some of these, notably Nemesius' De Natura Hominis, he found the suggestion of the organic ideas on

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which his composition is built. On the other hand, the

order and method of the argument, the beauty of the

illustrations, and the harmony and dignity of the versifica-

tion are his own, and in view of the profundity and

difficulty of his subject, it will be generally allowed that

the poet's mastery of his materials raises Nosce Teipsum,

as far at least as the art is concerned, to the same rank as

the De Rerum Natura: in imagination, of course, neither

Davies- nor any other didactic poet can compare with

Lucretius.

The first part of the poem is occupied with a considera-

tion of the nature of the soul. After examining several

erroneous opinions on the subject, Davies states his own

conclusion :-

The soul a substance and a spirit is,

Which God Himself doth in the body make;

Which makes the Man; for every man from this

The nature of a man and name doth take.

And though this spirit be to the body knit,

As an apt mean her powers to exercise,

Which are life, motion, sense, and will, and wit,

Yet she survives although the body dies.

This conclusion he establishes by argument and illustra-

tion, proving in due course that the soul is a thing inde-

pendent of the body, and that the number of individual

souls is not limited from eternity, but that each is created

by God, concurrently with the production of new bodies,

by natural generation. He is hence led to consider an

objection raised by divines, who desire to clear the Creator

of all appearance of accountability for the corruption of

the human soul :-

How can we say that God the soul doth make,

But we must make Him author of her sin ?

Then from man's soul she doth beginning take,

Since in man's soul corruption did begin.

But this opinion he shows to be opposed both to

reason and revelation; and as to the difficulty of God's

foreknowledge coexisting with man's free-will, he deals

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with it in the following passage, which is a good example of his great power of reasoning ingeniously in verse :-

Lastly the soul were better so to be

Born slave to sin, than not to be at all :

Since (if she do believe) One sets her free,

That makes her mount the higher for her fall.

Yet thus the curious wits will not content ;

They yet will know (sith God foresaw this ill)

Why His high Providence did not prevent

The declination of the first man's will.

If by His Word He had the current stayed

Of Adam's will, which was by nature free,

It had been one as if His Word had said,

I will henceforth that Man no man shall be.

For what is Man without a moving mind,

Which hath a judging wit and choosing will ?

Now if God's power should her election bind,

Her motions then would cease and stand all still.

And why did God in Man this soul infuse,

But that he should his Maker know and love ?

Now if Love be compelled and cannot choose,

How can it grateful or thankworthy prove ?

Love must free-hearted be and voluntary,

And not enchanted, or by fate constrained ;

Nor like that love which did Ulysses carry

To Circe's isle, with mighty charms enchained.

Besides, were we unchangeable in will,

And of a wit that nothing could misdeem ;

Equal to God, whose Wisdom shineth still,

And never errs, we might ourselves esteem.

So that if Man would be invariable,

He must be God, or like a rock or tree ;

For even the perfect angels were not stable,

But had a fall more desperate than we.

Then let us praise that Power which makes us be

Men as we are, and rest contented so ;

And knowing Man's fall was curiosity,

Admire God's counsels, which we cannot know.

And let us know that God the Maker is

Of all the souls in all the men that be :

Yet their corruption is no fault of His,

But the first man that broke God's first deceit.

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He then goes on to show how the soul is united to

the body, and how it controls the different faculties of

sense. This is naturally the most fanciful and decorative

part of the poem. Davies shows the finest art in invent-

ing illustrations to elucidate his doctrine. Here, for

example, is an image illustrating the power of touch, which

at once conveys the general idea to the understanding :-

Lastly the feeling power, which is life's root,

Through every living part itself doth shed,

By sinews, which extend from head to foot,

And, like a net, all o'er the body spread.

Much like a subtle spider, which doth sit

In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide :

If ought do touch the utmost thread of it,

She feels it instantly on every side.

The operations of Fantasy—“ merc hand-maid of the

mind ”—in storing the impressions of outward objects in

the sensitive memory are thus described :-

The ledger-book lies in the brain behind,

Like Janus' eye which in his poll was set :

The lay-man's tables, the store-house of the mind,

Which doth remember much, and much forget.

Here Sense's apprehension end doth take ;

As, when a stone is into water cast,

One circle doth another circle make,

Till the last circle touch the bank at last.

Finally the supreme command of the soul over the society

of the faculties is illustrated in a passage which deserves

to be quoted at length, as exemplifying in a brief space the

poet's splendid power of reasoning, as well as the terseness

of his expression, the beauty of his imagery, his accurate

selection of philosophical terms, and his harmonious

versification :-

Our Wit is given Almighty God to know,

Our Will is given to love Him being known :

But God could not be known to us below

But by His works, which through the sense are shown.

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And as the Wit doth reap the fruits of Sense,

So doth the quickening power the senses feed :

Thus whilc they do their sundry gifts dispense,

The best the service of the least doth need.

Even so the King his Magistrates do serve,

Yet Commons feed both Magistrate and King :

The Commons' peace the Magistrates preserve

By borrowed power, which from the Prince doth spring.

The quickening power would be, and so would rest ;

The sense would not be only, but be well ;

But Wit's ambition longeth to the best,

For it desires in endless bliss to dwell.

And these three powers three sorts of men do make :

For some, like plants, their veins do only fill ;

And some, like beasts, their senses' pleasure take ;

And some, like angels, do contemplate still.

Therefore the fables turned some men to flowers,

And others did with brutish forms invest ;

And did of others make celestial powers,

Like angels, which still travail, yet still rest.

Yet these three powers are not three souls but one ;

As one and two are both contained in three,

Three being one number in itself alone :

A shadow of the Blessed Trinity.

The question then naturally arises whether this com-

plex organism is destroyed by death, and the remainder

of Nosce Teipsum is occupied with an examination of

reasons advanced for and against the immortality of the

soul. Each is stated and handled with the same facility

of expression that shines in the extracts from the poem

already made. Though not absolutely the first to write

in the decasyllabic quatrain with alternate rhymes, Davies

certainly employs the metre with finer skill and versatility

than any English poet who has used it on a large scale.

Neither the Gondibert of Davenant nor the Annus Mirabilis

is equal in flow and harmony of movement to Nosce Teipsum;

and though Davies does not attain—as indeed he does not

attempt—the depth of pathos found in Gray's Elegy, it

seems certain that the style of that noble poem could not

have been preserved through a great number of stanzas

without becoming monotonous.

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CHAP.

Davies obtained his mastery over his metre by having at

an early age used alternate rhymes, rather than the couplet,

for the purpose of epigram. Though there is no record

of the date of the publication of his epigrams, the allusions

they contain to matters of ephemeral interest suggest

that they must have been written some years before

the appearance of Orchestra. They number forty-eight,

and the first of them defines their scope and character—

Fly; merry Muse, unto that merry town,

Where thou mayst plays, revels, and triumphs see;

The house of Fame and theatre of renown,

Where all good wits and spirits love to be.

Fall in between their hands that praise and love thee,

And be to them a laughter and a jest.

But as for them which scorning shall reprove thee,

Disdain their wits, and think thine own the best.

But if thou find any so gross and dull

That think I do to private taxing lean,

Bid him go hang, for he is but a gull,

And knows not what an epigram doth mean,

Which taxeth, under a peculiar name,

A general vice, which merits public blame.

The field for the operations of the epigram was the

Court; and the appearance of this species of poem

shows that, in the Court of Elizabeth, the civil standard

of morals, manners, and taste had so far prevailed, that

persons who exceeded or fell short of it had become

marks for social ridicule. Each of the epigrams reflects

pointedly on some folly or affectation of behaviour, as

exhibited in different hangers - on of the Court and

fashionable society — “gulls,” gamblers, common de-

bauchees, loose women, bad poets, or clownish pretenders.

The standard of measurement is practically what is

recommended by Castiglione in the Courtier. Martial is

the model for style: the matter, as might be expected, is

generally gross, sometimes obscene, showing the author

to have been young, and the code of manners semi-

barbarous ; yet the point made is, as a rule, just and

reasonable. The following lines, satirising one of Drayton's

sonnets in praise of Idea, will illustrate the relation of

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these classic epigrams to the romantic extravagances of

the age :-

Audacious painters have Nine Worthies made,

But poet Decius, more audacious far,

Making his mistress march with men of war,

With title of " Tenth Worthy " doth her lade.

Me thinks that Gull did use his terms as fit,

Which termed his love " a giant for her wit." 1

Court follies first suggested to Davies to write in the

manner of Martial. The epigrammatic subject-matter of

Davies, joined to an imitation of the satiric manner of

Juvenal and Persius, became the starting-point for Eng-

lish satire. The first public attempt at the Roman style

of satire in England was undoubtedly made in a collec-

tion of poems with the title of Virgidemiarum, which

appeared in 1597. The author himself laid claim to

the merit of originality :-

I first adventure with foolhardy might

To tread the steps of perilous despite.

I first adventure, follow me who list,

And be the second English satirist.

Joseph Hall, the writer of these verses, was born, as

he himself tell us, " 1st July 1574, at five of the clock in

the morning, in Bristow Park, within the parish of

Ashby-de-la-Zouch." He was educated in the grammar

school of the town, and, as he was one of twelve children,

his father, who was of the household of the Earl of

Huntingdon, had intended not to send him to a university.

The intervention of others, however, procured Joseph

admission, at the age of fifteen, to Emmanuel College,

Cambridge, of which he was elected first scholar and

then fellow. " I spent," he says, " in that society six or

1 The point of the epigram is explained by Ben Jonson, who told Dium-

mond of Hawthornden : " Sir J. Davies played on an epigram on Drayton's,

who in a sonnet concluded his Mistress might have been the Ninth Worthy ;

and said he used a phrase like Dametas in Arcadia, who said, For Wit his Mistress

might be a giant." The sonnet was Amour 8 in Idea's Mirror (see p. 29).

It was suppressed in consequence of Drayton's quarrel with the Countess of

Bedford, and perhaps too from a perception that Davies's ridicule was just.

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seven years more with such contentment as the rest of

my life hath in vain shown to yield." He enjoyed a

great reputation as a lecturer on rhetoric, and it was

during this period that he published the first three books

of the satires above referred to. The remaining three

books were issued with the same title in 1598, but, as

Hall was then mixed up in a quarrel with Marston, his

satires were seized, at the same time with those of his

rival, by order of the Bishop of London, and were

ordered to be burned on the ground of their supposed

indecency. Such a charge was ridiculous with respect to

Hall's work, which was soon released by the authorities,

and was reprinted in 1599 and 1602. It was the last

poetical production of the writer, the rest of whose life

was devoted to the service of the Church.

In this his advancement was steady, and his career, with

the exception of the closing years of his life, prosperous.

He was appointed in rapid succession to the livings of Hal-

stead, Waltham, and the prebend of Willenhall ; James I.

sent him to the Synod of Dort to reconcile, if possible,

the differences between the Calvinists and the Arminians ;

he also made him Dean of Gloucester. Under Charles I.

he was raised first to the Bishopric of Exeter, and after-

wards to that of Norwich. In the latter capacity he

suffered much from the Long Parliament, whose seques-

trators deprived him of the rents due both from his

spiritual and temporal lands, allowing him instead a

maintenance of £400 a year. After supporting himself

in his trials, for some years, with great dignity and patience,

Bishop Hall died on the 8th of September 1656, being

then in the eighty-second year of his age. He was, as a

divine, too reasonable for the times in which he lived.

When he wrote against what he himself calls " the

damnable corruption of the Roman Church," he found

himself " suddenly exposed to the rash censures of many

well-affected and zealous Protestants," because he dwelt

on the necessity of a visible Church. When he tried to

be tolerant of the Puritans he fell under the suspicion of

Laud ; on the other hand, his very moderate apology for

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Episcopal Government brought down upon him the savage invective of Milton.

Milton, in the worst style of controversy, fell, for lack of argument, upon the title of his adversary's satires, which Hall had rather pointlessly called Toothless.

"That such a poem," says the Puritan pamphleteer, "should be toothless I still affirm it to be a bull, taking away the essence of what it calls itself. For if it bite neither the persons nor the vices, how is it a satire? And if it bites either, how is it toothless? So that toothless satires are as if he had said toothless teeth."1

In this there was some justice. The nature of satire, in the Roman sense of the word, was as yet little understood. Hall, was indeed, technically speaking, scarcely entitled to call himself the "first English satirist." Spenser's Mother Hubberd's Tale is a satirical apologie, and in 1593 Thomas Lodge had published five satires in his Fig for Momus, saying of them : "My satires, to speak truth, are by pleasure rather placed here to prepare and try the ear than to feed it ; because, if they pay well, the whole centon of them already in my hands shall suddenly be published." Lodge's satires were, however, of a kind that could interest nobody, being mere abstract sermons upon things in general, smoothly written, but without pith or pungency, so that Hall in his assertion,

I first adventure : follow me who list,

And be the second English satirist,

might very well be ignorant of the claims of any predecessor (especially as Donne's satires were not published), and was, indeed, really the first to attempt an imitation in English of Juvenal's manner.

His poems were nevertheless rather of the nature of epigrams than satires. They were contained in six books, of which the first three, published before the rest, were classified as (1) Poetical ; (2) Academical ; (3) Moral. By far the best are those in the first book. These are directed against the poetical taste of the day, and are

1 Apology against a Pamphlet, etc.

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lively and humorous, besides being sometimes written in harmonious verse. But as the longest of them does not much exceed fifty lines, the shortest being confined to twelve, there is scarcely more room for treatment of the subject than Davies took in his epigrams. Each kind of fashionable or popular poem of the time—the bombastic tragedy, the tragic romance, the Complaint in the style of the Mirror for Magistrates, the metrical paraphrase of Scripture, the English hexameter, the Petrarcan sonnet — falls in turn under the lash of the satirist; but no attempt is made to view the subject of poetry from any elevated critical standpoint. The following satire, on the sacred poems of the period, is a good example of the style employed :-

SATIRE VIII

Hence, ye profane mell 1 not with holy things,

That Sion's Muse from Palestina brings.

Parnassus is transformed to Sion hill,

And Jewry palms her steep ascents doon fill.

Now good St. Peter weeps pure Helicon,

And both the Maries make a music moan : 2

Yea, and the prophet of the heavenly lyre,

Great Solomon, sings in the English quire ;

And is become a new-found sonnetist,

Singing his love, the holy spouse of Christ ; 3

Like as she were some light-skirts of the rest,

In mightiest ink-hornisms he can thither wrest.

Ye Sion Muses shall by my dear will,

For this your zeal and far-admirèd skill,

Be straight transported from Jerusalem,

Unto the holy house of Bethlehem.

In the second book, which dwells on the different kinds of neglect to which polite learning is subject, the following picture of the condition of a domestic tutor is characteristic :-

A gentle squire would gladly entertain

Into his house some trencher-chappellain;

1 Meddle.

2 See Southwell's poems, mentioned on pp. 121-123.

3 Alluding to Drayton's Harmonic of the Church, in which the Song of Solomon is versified.

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Some willing man that might instruct his sons,

And that would stand to good conditions :

First, that he lie upon the truckle-bed,

Whiles his young master lieth o'er his head ;

Secondly, that he do, on no default,

Ever presume to sit above the salt ;

Third, that he never change his trencher twice ;

Fourth, that he use all common courtesies ;

Sit bare at meals, and one half rise and wait ;

Last, that he never his young master beat,

But he must ask his mother to define

How many jerks she would his breech should line.

All these observed, he could contented be,

To give five marks and winter livery.1

The third book satirises the extravagance of con-

temporary manners and fashions in a style like the

following :—

Great Osmond knows not how he shall be known,

When once great Osmond shall be dead and gone,

Unless he rear up some rich monument,

Ten furlongs nearer to the firmament.

Some stately tomb he builds, Egyptian wise,

Rex regum written on the pyramis :

Whereas great Arthur lies in ruder oak,

That never felt none but the feller's stroke.

Small honour can be got with gaudy grave,

Nor it thy rotten name from death can save.

The fairer tomb, the fouler is thy name ;

The greater pomp procuring greater shame.

Thy monument make thou thy living deeds ;

No other tomb than that true virtue needs.

What ! had he nought whereby he might be known,

But costly pilements of some curious stone ?

The matter nature's, and the workman's frame

His purse's cost : where then is Osmond's name ?

Deserved'st thou ill ? well were thy name and thee,

Wert thou inditchèd in great secrecy ;

Whereas no passenger might curse thy dust,

Nor dogs sepulchral sate their gnawing lust.

Thine ill deserts cannot be graved with thee,

So long as on thy grave they engraved be.

All these show ingenuity in their kind, but the kind

is rather that of Martial than Juvenal or Persius. And

1 This may be compared with Oldham's satire on the same subject.

See p. 503.

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though in his last three books Hall considerably extended

the length of his satires, he did not thereby approach any

nearer to the style of the masters he sought to imitate.

He had read the Roman poets, and especially the satirists,

with great advantage to his taste : they had refined his

literary perceptions, quickened his sense of proportion,

and taught him how to enliven his verse with pleasant

and witty turns of expression. But the time had not yet

come when it was possible to imitate the spirit of the

Roman satirist. Refined vice was not widely enough

spread through society, or practised on a sufficiently large

scale, to afford opportunities for those moral and philo-

sophical invectives, picturesquely illustrated by living

portraits, which give an undying interest to the satire of

Juvenal. Nor had the nation advanced so far in self-

government as to fix the public attention on the sayings

and doings of ambitious statesmen, contending factions,

and rival wits ; this was to come in the days of Dryden

and Pope, under the rule of the English Parliament. At

present all the social energy of the nation was confined

within the narrow circle of the Court ; and the vices and

follies of individual courtiers were felt to be visited with

adequate chastisement when they were pilloried in the

light epigrams of Harington and Davies, or scourged on

the stage in the new Moralities of Ben Jonson.

The failure of the attempt to extend the province of

satire beyond the range of epigram is more conspicuous

in the satires of John Marston than in those of Hall, in

proportion as the attempt itself is more ambitious. Of

Marston (who was born about 1575, who matriculated at

Brasenose College, Oxford, in February 1692, and died on

25th June 1634) I shall have more to say in his capacity of

dramatist. But his first appearance before the public was

as the author of Pigmalion, a composition of the same

class as Venus and Adonis, but falling as far below the

latter in richness of imagery, as it transcended it in lewd-

ness of description. Apparently public opinion decided

that the limits of what was permissible had been passed,

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and when Pigmalion found its way to Cambridge, Joseph

Hall wrote a severe epigram on it, which he caused to be

pasted on every copy offered for sale. Marston, seeing

that judgment was given against him, immediately turned

round, and, pretending that Pigmalion was a veiled satire

on the amorous poetry of the day, republished it (1598)

in a volume followed by "certain satyrs," with an address

from "the author to his precedent poem." In this he

asked sarcastically :-

Is not my pen complete? Are not my lines

Right in the swaggering humour of these times?

but ended with announcing that, having cheated readers

into the belief that Pigmalion was written seriously, he

would now show the age up in its real colours, by writing

as a satirist :-

Now by the whips of epigrammatists

I'll not be lashed for my dissembling shifts :

And therefore I'll use Popeling's discipline,

Lay ope my faults to Mastigophoros' eyne ;

Censure myself, 'fore others me deride,

And scoff at me as if I had denied,

Or thought my poem good, when that I se

My lines are froth, my stanzas sapless be.

Thus having railed against myself a while,

I'll snarl at those which do the world beguile

With maskèd shows. Ye changing Proteans, list,

And tremble at a barking satirist !

Doubtless being afraid that the world would be sceptical of

his sincerity, he reverts again and again to his intention :-

I that e'en now lisped like an amorist,

Am turned into a snap-haunch satirist.

And

A partial praise shall never elevate

My settled censure of my own esteem,

A cankered verdict of malignant hate

Shall ne'er provoke me worse myself to deem.

Spite of despite and rancour's villainy,

I am myself, so is my poesy.

And

Curio, knowst my sprite ?

Yet deemst that in sad seriousness I write

Such nasty stuff as is Pigmalion?

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His mingled fear and hate of his antagonist Hall are always appearing. He attacks him in one satire as an envious railer against the poets of the time : in another he professes contempt for the hostile epigram :--

Smart jerk of wit ! Did ever such a strain

Rise from an apish schoolboy's childish brain ?

And, under the name of "Judicial Musus," he writes against him as an envious, railing pedant :--

Musus, here's Rhodes, let's see thy boasted leap,

Or else avaunt, lewd cur, presume not speak,

Or with thy venom-sputtering chaps to bark

Gainst well-penned poems in the tongue-tied dark.

Though he claimed to be inspired by his hatred of the Titanic vices of his time, the subjects of his satire are for the most part the follies and extravagances of such persons as are lashed in the light epigrammatic verse of Davies and Hall--the hulking braggart, the whining sonneteer, the over-dressed gull, the gluttonous Puritan ; he hints, however, at darker vices, and it is of course possible that under the names of Curio, Tubrio, Ruscus, Luxurio, he may have had in view particular persons of the "Inglese Italianato" school. It is significant that the groundwork of all his descriptions of vice is the sin of lechery, which he had sought in Pygmalion to decorate with as much brilliancy of colour as he could command, and, as he announces to the reader that it is his intention to chastise himself in his satires, it is likely enough that, in seeming to satirise the world without him, he is usually holding up the mirror to his own prurient mind. His view of human nature is founded on extreme Calvinism : he holds man to be born in a state of absolute and utter corruption, from which the only salvation is by divine grace. In the following lines, taken from a satire entitled Cras ("To-morrow"), his philosophy reaches its high-water mark :--

If not to-day (quoth that Nasonian),

Much less to-morrow. "Yes," saith Fabian,

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"For ingrained habits, dyed with often dips,

Are not so soon discolourèd. Young slips

New set are easily moved and plucked away,

But elder roots clip faster in the clay."

I smile at thee, and at the Stagyrite,

Who holds the liking of the appetite,

Being fed with actions often put in ure,

Hatchèth the soul in quality impure,

Or pure; may be in virtue: but for vice

That comes by inspiration with a trice.

Young Furius, scarce fifteen years of age,

But is straightway right fit for marriage

Unto the devil; for sure they would agree,

Betwixt their souls there is such sympathy.

O where's your sweaty habit, when each ape

That can but spy the shadow of his shape,

That can no sooner ken what's virtuous,

But will avoid it and be vicious,

Without much do or far-fetched habiture?

In earnest thus: It is a sacred cure

To salve the soul's dread wounds; Omnipotent

That Nature is that cures the impotent

Evn in a moment. Sure Grace is infused

By Divine Favour, not by actions used,

Which is as permanent as Heaven's bliss

To them that have it; then no habit is.

There is perhaps no passage in the satire of the period

that approaches so nearly to the spirit of Persius. For

Persius is the master whom Marston is always attempting

to copy, though with but a scant measure of success. It

was easier from the lofty, if arrogant, platform of Stoicism

to take a measure of the decaying morals of the Roman

State, than to apply the narrow theological dogmas of

Calvin to the swelling tide of national life in the England

of Elizabeth.

To imitate the external manner of the Roman satirist

was unfortunately a less difficult task; and his studied

harshness, obscurity, and violence of metaphor, are repro-

duced in Marston with all the ill-judged admiration of a

copyist. Marston's satirical style is stuffed with sudden

apostrophes, abrupt questions, interjections, such as

"What!" "How now?" "Fie, fie!" "Tush!" "But ho!"

etc., etc. In order to contrast himself with the smooth

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sonneteers of the time, he affects a rugged contempt for harmony :—

Then hence, base ballad stuff! my poetry

Disclaims you quite ; for know my liberty

Scorns rhyming laws. Alas, poor idle sound !

Since I first Phœbus knew I never found

Thy interest in sacred poesy ;

Thou to invention add'st but surquedry,

A gaudy ornature, but hast no part

In that soul-pleasing high infused art.1

He chooses also the coarsest and harshest terms, by way of displaying his contempt for false refinement.

"Putrid slime," "guzzel dogs," "yerking rhyme," "slubbered devotion," "rezed bacon," "dunghill peasants," "belching blasphemy," "to lusk," "jobbernoule," "muddy scum," are the kind of phrases with which he attempts to add force and character to his verse.

When he speaks of a class of persons, his habit is to tack the syllable "an " on to any proper name—for example, "Priapian," "Janian," "Adrastian," "Lamians," "Briarians," "Aquinians" ; and by tricks like these he fancied that his poetry acquired an air of originality.

On the whole, Ben Jonson, who ridiculed this satirist's mannerisms with great effect, judged his merits justly in the title of the play which contains the character of Crispinus.

Marston was a "poetaster," with sufficient intelligence to perceive the drift of public taste, but with no more skill than sufficed to gratify that taste with brazen impudence, loud tones, and glaring colours.

He is always striking an attitude to call attention to himself.

At one time he invokes the aid of Melancholy :—

Thou nursing mother of fair Wisdom's lore,

Ingenuous Melancholy, I implore

Thy grave assistance : take thy gloomy seat—

Enthrone thee in my blood !

At another he dedicates his satires " to Everlasting Oblivion "2 :—

1 Satire iv.

2 On his tombstone in the Temple Church was the inscription "Oblivioni Sacrum."

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Thou mighty gulf, insatiate cormorant,

Deride me not, though I seem petulant

To fall into thy chops. Let others pray

For ever their fair poems flourish may :

But as for me, hungry Oblivion,

Devour me quick, accept my orison,

My earnest prayers, which do importune thee,

With gloomy shade of thy still empery,

To vail both me and my rude poesie.

Theatrical appeals like these, followed by a general

invective against vice, come to very little. What can be

an easier form of satire than to suppose one's age a

seething mass of corruption, and one's self inspired by

hatred of villainy to unmask the shows and hypocrisies by

which one is surrounded ? Marston's indiscriminate attack

on everything and everybody resulted in monotonous

repetitions. He has left behind him no single portrait

which (and this, in the eyes of posterity, is the best justi-

fication of satire) helps to preserve in verse the standard

of moral truth, or an image of the manners and characters

of the time.

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CHAPTER V

THE TRANSLATORS UNDER ELIZABETH AND JAMES I.

Sir John Harington : Edward Fairfax : Joshua Sylvester :

George Chapman : George Sandys

While the course of English culture thus followed a line of inward native development, the volume of our

poetry was swelled, and its mixed character rendered still more complex, by ideas imported into it from

without, through translations of the most famous poems of classical antiquity, or of modern works which had

attained a wide celebrity on the continent of Europe. I have already traced this movement of translation in

its initial stages during the reign of Henry VIII. and the first years of Elizabeth : the revival of the translating

impulse at the close of the reign of the last of the Tudors, and under the first of the Stuarts, is important, for the

purposes of history, both as showing a change of spirit since the earlier period in the minds of the translators

themselves, and also on account of the influence which their work exerted on the character of later original

composition.

The first translation which it is necessary to mention is that of the Orlando Furioso by Sir John Harington.

This poet was born in 1561. He was the son of Sir John Harington and his second wife, Isabella Markham, and

was educated at Eton and King's College, Cambridge. He studied law at Lincoln's Inn, but most of his time

seems to have been spent at Court, where, to amuse his companions, he translated the episode of Giocondo from

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the 28th canto of the Orlando Furioso. The Queen, who

was his godmother, reproved him for his attempt to

corrupt the morals of her ladies, and ordered him to

leave the Court, and as a punishment, to translate in his

own house the whole of the Orlando Furioso. His task

accomplished, he returned to Court in 1591, but irre-

pressible in his wit he scattered epigrams right and left,

and in 1596 was again expelled, having incurred the

Queen's anger through a satire called The Metamorphosis

of Ajax, which was supposed to contain some reflections

on the Earl of Leicester. He accompanied Essex into

Ireland in 1598, and returned with the Earl when the

latter sought to excuse himself to the Queen after the

expedition against Tyrone. Elizabeth received him

harshly, and bade him "go home." "I did not stay,"

says Harington, "to be bidden twice : if all the Irish

rebels had been at my heels, I should not have had

better speed ; for I did now flee from one whom I both

loved and feared too." To propitiate the Queen, he

afterwards put into her hands a journal which he kept

of Essex's proceedings in Ireland, thus saving himself by

the sacrifice of his chief. When the Queen was dying he

sent, as a New Year's gift, to James VI. in Scotland, a

lantern constructed so as to typify the waning splendour

of Elizabeth and the glory that was to come; at the

same time he published a tract defending the claims of

James to the throne of England against those of the

Spanish Infanta. In spite of this flattery, he was

unable for some time to gain the ear of the new

king ; but he eventually seems to have been appointed

tutor to Prince Henry, whose favour he contrived to

retain till his own death in 1612 at Kelston, the

country seat which his father had acquired by his

marriage with his first wife, Joanna Dyngley, a natural

daughter of Henry VIII.

In the last volume I dwelt upon the character of the

Orlando Furioso. I showed that remarkable poem to be

the product of the sceptical, contemplative, and humorous

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genius of the Italians; at the period of their political

decline, viewing critically, in the light of the classical

Renaissance, the marvels of chivalrous romance be-

queathed to the world by the monkish chroniclers. I

further showed that the greater spirits of Elizabeth's

Court, such as Sidney and Spenser, were, by the temper

of the society about them, disqualified from appreciating

the true significance of Ariosto's poem ; that Spenser

accordingly regarded it as a work composed in a vein

not less serious than the Iliad; and that, in taking the

Orlando for his model in the structure of the Faery Queen,

he was convinced that Ariosto was inspired by the moral

motives that animated his own work.1

In some respects Harington was better fitted to be

the interpreter of the Orlando Furioso than the grave

and enthusiastic Spenser. A wit, a courtier, a man of

pleasure, he could sympathise with that large element

in the Italian poem which Ariosto derived from the

Decameron of Boccaccio, and which Boccaccio himself

had developed from the fabliaux of the trouvères. His

translation, as we have seen, originated in his chance

rendering of the story of Giocondo ; but when he was

forced to translate the poem as a whole, his instinct

told him that he would obtain no credit, either from his

Queen or his countrymen, if he executed his task in the

spirit that was most congenial to him. He has left us

an interesting account in his Preface of the manner in

which he solved the different æsthetic and moral problems

which presented themselves to him for solution :-

Some grave men misliked that I should spend so much good

time on such a trifling work as they deemed a poem to be.

Some more nicely found fault with so many two-syllabled and

three-syllabled rhymes. Some not undeservedly reproved the

fantasticalness of the notes, in which they say I have strained

myself to make mention of some of my kindred and friends,

that might well be left out. And one fault more there is which

I will tell myself, though many would never find it ; and that is

that I have cut short some of his cantos, in leaving out many

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staves of them, and sometimes put the matter of two or three

staves into one. To these reproofs I shall pray you, gentle or

noble readers, with patience hear my defence, and then I will

end. For the first reproof, either it is already excused, or it

will never be excused; for I have, I think, sufficiently proved

both the art to be allowable and the work to be commendable;

yet I will tell you an accident that happened unto myself.

When I was entered a pretty way into the translation, about the

seventh book, coming to write that where Melissa, in the person

of Rogero's tutor, comes and reproves Rogero in the fourth stave,

Was it for this that I in youth thee fed

With marrow, etc.;

and again,

Is this a means or ready way you trow

That other worthy men have trod before,

A Cæsar or a Scipio to grow?

straight I began to think that my tutor, a grave and learned

man, and one of a very austere life, might say to me in this

sort, Was it for this that I read Aristotle and Plato to you,

and instructed you carefully both in Greek and Latin, to have

you become a translator of Italian toys? But while I thought

thus, I was aware that it was no toy that put such an honest and

serious consideration into my mind. Now for them that find

fault with polysyllable metre, methink they are like those that

blame men for putting sugar in their wine, and chide too bad

about it, and say they mar all, but yet end with God's blessing

in their hearts. For indeed if I had known their diets, I could

have saved some of my cost, at least some of my pain; for when

a verse ended with civility, I could easier, after the ancient

manner of rhyme, have made see or flee or decree to answer it,

leaving the accent upon the last syllable, than hunt after three-

syllable words to answer it with facility, gentility, tranquillity,

hostility, scurrility, debility, agility, fragility, mobility, nobility,

which who mislike may taste lamp-oil with their ears. And as

for two-syllable metres, they be so approved in other languages,

that the French call them the feminine rhyme, as the sweeter,

and the one-syllable the masculine. But in a word, to answer

this, and to make them for ever hold their peaces of this

point, Sir Philip Sidney not only useth them, but affecteth them :

signify; dignify; shamed is, named is; blamed is; hide away, bide

away. Though, if my many blotted papers that I have made

in this kind might afford me authority to give a rule of it,

I would say that to part them with a one-syllable metre between

them, would give it best grace. For men use to sow with

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the hand, and not with the whole sack, so I would have the ear fed, but not cloyed, with these pleasures and sweet falling metres.

He then deals shortly with the other two objections brought against his translation; and concludes his Apology of Poetry with an advertisement to the reader as to the spirit in which the poem should be read. In order to propitiate the austere critics to whom he had alluded, Harington inserted, at the end of each canto of his translation, a short commentary explaining the Moral, the History, the Allegory, and the Allusion :-

The Moral, that we may apply it to our own manners and disposition to the amendment of the same.

The History, both that the true ground of the poem may appear (for learned men hold that a perfect poem must ground of a truth, as I show more at large in another place), as also to explain some things that are lightly touched by him as examples of all times, either of old or of late.

The Allegory, of some things that are merely fabulous, yet having an allegorical sense, which everybody at the first show cannot receive.

The Allusion, of fictions to be applied to something done or written of in times past, as also where it may be applied without offence to the time present.

To any one who appreciates the ironic vein in which Ariosto treated his romantic materials, Harington's method of interpreting the Orlando Furioso will appear amusingly inappropriate ; but it is full of instruction, as a mirror of the moral and intellectual atmosphere of Elizabeth's Court. Here, for example, is an allegorical explanation of the meaning of certain marvellous events related by Ariosto, which is worthy to stand with Porphyry's note on the Grotto of the Nymphs in the Odyssey:-1

In the destruction of the Isle of Ebuda, and all that hath been said of it before, with the monsters that are said to devour women naked and forsaken, this allegorical sense is to be picked out, though to some perhaps it will seem greatly strained. By

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the Island is signified Pride and looseness of life, that they are brought to by pirates, which signify flatterers that go roving about to tice them hither, robbing them naked of all their comely garments of modesty and sobriety, and at last leave them naked upon the shore, despised and forsaken, to be devoured of most ugly and misshapen monsters signified by the Ork, as filthy diseases, deformities, and all kind of contemptible things, which monsters a good plain friend with an anchor of fidelity will kill, as Orlando did this, and so clothe again the nakedness that before pride and flattery made us lay open to the world.

Viewed on its purely poetical side, Harington's translation has many merits. It shows a considerable command of a plain, manly, and copious vocabulary, in itself well fitted to reproduce the beautifully idiomatic verse in which Ariosto conducts his narrative, and of the essence of his style. On the other hand, Harington had not genius enough to find a proper equivalent, either for Ariosto's exquisite finish and elegance, or for his irony. This may be seen if we take the Italian poet's very pathetic account of the parting scene between Zerbino and Isabella, after the former has received his mortal wound :-

A questo la mestissima Isabella,

Declinando la faccialacrimosa

E congiungendo la sua bocca a quella

Di Zerbin languidetta come rosa,

Rosa non colta in sua stagion, si ch' ella

Impallidisca in su la siepe ombrosa;

Disse: "Non vi pensate già, mia vita,

Far senza mi quest' ultima partita.

"Di ciò, cor mio, nessun timor vi tocchi :

Ch' io vo' seguirvi o in ciel o nell' inferno.

Convien che l' uno e l' altro spirito scocchi,

Insieme vada, insieme stia in eterno.

Non si tosto vedrò chiudervi gliocchi,

O che m' ucciderà il dolore interno,

O se quel non può tanto, io vi prometto

Con questa spada oggì passarmi il petto.

"De' corpi nostri ho ancor non poca speme

Che me' morti, che vivi, abbian ventura

Qui forse alcun capiterà, ch' insieme,

Mosso a pietà, darà lor sepultura."

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CHAP.

Così dicendo, le reliquie estreme

Dello spirto vital che morte fura,

Va ricogliendo con le labbre meste,

Fin ch’ una minima aura ve ne reste.1

Harington translates this as follows, cutting down the

original, on the principle to which he calls attention, to

two stanzas :—

To this the woful Isabel replies

With watered eyes, and heart suffused with anguish,

Her face to his, and joining her fair eyes

To his that like a withered rose did languish,

“No thought (said she), my dear, in thee arise

For me, for know I neither do nor can wish

Thee to survive, I will be thine for ever;

Life could not, and death shall not, us dissever.

“No sooner shall thy breath thy breast forsake,

But I will follow thee, I care not whither :

Grief, or this sword, of me an end shall make;

And if some stranger after shall come hither,

I hope of us such pity he will take

To lay our bodies in one grave together.”

This said, about his neck her arms she clasped,

And draws the fainting breath that oft he gasped.

Compare again the admirably picturesque humour

and irony in the following description by Ariosto of

Orlando’s prowess in the midst of a troop of Dutchmen

with Harington’s version of the same in English :—

Il cavalier d’ Anglante, ove più spesse

Vide le genti e l’ arme, abbassò l’ asta ;

Ed uno in quella e poscia un altro messe,

E un altro e un altro, che sembrar di pasta :

E fin a sei ve n’ infilzò ; e li resse

Tutti una lancia : e perchè ella non basta

A più capir, lasciò il settimo fuore

Ferito sì, che di quel colpo muore

Non altrimenti nell’ estrema arena

Veggiam le rane di canali e fosse

Dal cauto arcier nei fianchi e nella schiena

L’ una vicina all’ altra esser percosse ;

Ne dalla freccia, fin che tutta piena

Non sia da un capo all’ altro, esser rimosse.

La grave lancia Orlando da se scaglia,

E colla spada entrò nella battaglia.2

1 Orlando Furioso, canto xxiv. st. 80-82.

2 Ibid. canto ix. st. 68-69.

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Here is Harington :--

The noble Earl, with couchèd spear in hand,

Doth ride whereas he finds the thickest prease,

Two, three, and four, that in his way did stand

The spear doth pierce, nor at the fifth did cease,

It passed the sixth the broadness of a hand,

Nor that same hand-breadth maketh any peace,

The seventh so great that a blow therewith he strake,

That down he fell, and never after spake.

Ev'n as a boy that shoots abroad for sport,

And finds some frogs that in a ditch have bred,

Doth prick them in an arrow in such sort

One after one until such store be dead,

As that for more his shaft may seem too short,

From feathers filled already to the head;

So with his spear Orlando him bestirr'd,

And that once left, he draweth out his swoid.

Inferior as Harington is to his original, his translation

furnishes the first example of the capacity of the English

language for naturalising the free conversational irony

and the burlesque metrical effects of the Italian poets,

which were afterwards developed with so much success

by Byron in Don Juan.

The work of Tasso was far more comprehensible to

the poets of Elizabeth's Court than was that of his ironic

predecessor. Tasso's admirable poetical genius was in

all directions retrenched and limited by the environment

in which destiny compelled it to move. But the mood in

which Gerusalemme Liberata was conceived was grave and

religious, and not altogether unlike that in which Spenser

wrote his preface to the Faery Queen; and among those

Englishmen who read that preface with sympathy and

admiration Tasso was fortunate in finding for his great

poem a translator of genius.

Edward Fairfax was the son--some say the natural

son--of Sir Thomas Fairfax of Denton in Yorkshire, and

was therefore great-uncle to the famous general of the

Parliament in the civil wars. The date of his birth is

unknown, nor is much recorded of him beyond the fact

that he lived in scholastic seclusion at Newhall, in the

parish of Fuiston, Yorkshire, where he helped his brother,

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the first Lord Fairfax, in the education of his children.

Besides the translation of Jerusalem Delivered, he wrote twelve eclogues, only one of which has been preserved, and (in 1621) A Discourse of Witchcraft, which was occasioned by the belief that two of his daughters had been bewitched.

He died in 1635 at Fuiston, where he was buried.

Fairfax's translation of the Jerusalem, published in 1600, bears in every stanza the impress of an original and poetical mind.

He had been anticipated in his labours by a translator modestly describing himself as " R. C., Esquire "—usually identified with Richard Carew, the Cornish antiquary,—who, in 1594, had industriously reproduced the first five books of Tasso's poem, endeavouring to find an equivalent English phrase for every word of the Italian.

The result, it need hardly be said, was a wooden and lifeless work.

Fairfax understood that, if the life of his original was to be preserved, it must undergo metempsychosis ; and, while faithfully adhering to the substance of his author, he did not shrink from radically altering his form, so as to allow his spirit full freedom of movement in the new medium.

Tasso's aim was to find a form of epic dignity for the Italian genius of romance, as embodied in the poems of Boiardo and Ariosto ; and he sought to achieve his object by combining the marvellous episodical incidents of his predecessors with historical matter treated after the classical manner of Homer and Virgil.

In this combination the element of romance was predominant.

Though the Jerusalem teems with reminiscences of the Iliad and the Æneid in the shape of images, metaphors, and particular imitations and allusions, yet Tasso takes the greatest pains to get rid of all pagan associations of idea, and, in spite of the classic restrictions voluntarily imposed upon it, his style never fails to recall the free Italian character which the tradition of Boiardo and Ariosto had rendered indispensable in all narrative poems written in ottava rima.

To preserve these characteristics in English was neither useful nor possible.

Fairfax saw that, in his translation, the element of epic dignity must prevail over

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that of romance, and that, while it was his duty to

preserve, as far as possible, the meaning and exquisite

melody of his original, he could not do this if he followed

R. C.'s plan of reproducing phrases in detail. Hence,

though he has translated the Jerusalem in (I believe)

exactly the same number of lines as the Italian, he has

used the greatest freedom in modifying the form of

expression within each stanza. It is evident that he

came to his task after a careful study of the best English

poets of his time, particularly Spenser, and that he was

well acquainted with all the arts of epigram, antithesis,

and alliteration, which had been introduced into the

language by Lyly. While Tasso, with the fear of the

Inquisition before his eyes, abstained from the slightest

mention of a heathen deity, though he might be imitating

passages in the classics recording the intervention of such

deities, Fairfax, who had, like all the English poets of

his time, ranged with delight through Greek and Latin

poetry, never hesitated to import into his translation

mythological terms and allusions, even where Tasso had

made no mention of them. Hence the main elements

of his style comprised at once the archaic words and

terminations of Spenser, the combination of substantive

and adjective characteristic of the Latin poets, and the

elaborate concetti cultivated by the modern Italians; all

these contrary principles being harmonised in his verse

by a fine ear and an unerring judgment—qualities that

conspire to give Godfrey of Bulloigne a character as dis-

tinct as Pope's translation of the Iliad. A few examples

will illustrate to the reader the essential differences be-

tween the style of the original and that of the translation.

In the first book Tasso describes how the angel

Gabriel is sent by the Almighty to Godfrey. He

grounds himself entirely on Virgil's description of

Mercury's message to Æneas, where the god alights

on Mount Atlas; but he avoids any word which might

betray the heathen source of his inspiration :--

Così parlogli, e Gabriel s' accinse

Veloce ad eseguir l' imposte cose.

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CHAP.

La sua forma invisibil d' aria cinse,

Ed al senso mortal la sottopose

Umane membra, aspetto uman sì finse

Ma di celeste maestà, il compose :

Tra giovane e fanciullo età confine

Prese, ed ornò di raggi il biondo crine.

Ali bianche vestì, ch' han d' or le cime

Infaticabilmente agili e preste ;

Fende i venti e le nubi e va sublime

Sovra la terra, e sovra il mar con queste.

Così vestito indiriżżossi all' ime

Parti del mondo il Messaggier celeste.

Pria sul Libano monte ci si ritenne,

E si librò sull' adeguate penne.

E ver le piaggie di T'ortosa poi

Drizzò precipitandolo il volo in giuso.

Sorgeva il nuovo Sol da' lidi Eoi

Parte già fuor, ma 'l più nell' onde chiuso ;

E porgea matutini i preghi suoi

Goffredo a Dio com' egli avea per uso ;

Quando a paro col sol, ma più lucente,

L' Angelo gli apparì dall' oriente.

Fairfax, it will be seen from the following, does not

hesitate to speak polytheistically of “Titan” and “Phœbus”

where Tasso only speaks of “ the sun ”:-

This said, the angel swift himself prepared

To execute the charge imposed aright :

In form of airy members fair imbarred,

His spirits pure were subject to our sight ;

Like to a man in show and shape he fared

But full of heavenly majesty and might ;

A stripling seemed he thrice five winters old,

And radiant beams adorned his locks of gold.

Of silver wings he took a shining pair

Fringèd with gold, unwearied, nimble, swift.

With these he parts the winds, the clouds, the air,

And over seas and earth himself doth lift ;

Thus clad he cut the spheres and circles fair,

And the pure skies with sacred feathers clift.

On Libanon at first his foot he set,

And shook his wings, with rory May-dews wet.

1

Gerusalemme Liberata, I. xiii.-xv. Compare Virgil, Æneid, iv. 238 :-

Dixerat. Ille patris magni parere parabat

Imperio, etc.

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Then to Tortosa's confines swiftly sped

The sacred messenger, with headlong flight ;

Above the eastern wave appearèd red

The rising sun, yet scantly half in sight ;

Godfrey e'en then his morn devotions said,

As was his custom, when with Titan bright

Appeared the angel, in his shape divine,

Whose glory far obscurèd Phœbus' shine.

In the following stanzas, describing Armida, it will be

seen how audaciously Fairfax extends the concetti of

Tasso :—

Le guance asperse di que' vivi umori,

Che già cadean sin della veste al lembo,

Parean vermigli insieme e bianchi fiori,

Se pur gli irriga un rugiadoso nembo,

Quando sull' apparir de' primi albori

Spiegano all' aure liete il chiuso grembo ;

E l' Alba che li mira e se n' appaga

D' adornarsene il crin diventa vaga

Ma il chiaro umor, che di sì spesse stille

Le belle gote e 'l seno adorno rende,

Opra effetto di foco, il qual in mille

Petti serpe celato e vi s' apprende.

O miracol d' Amor, che le faville

Tragge del pianto, e il cor nell' acqua accende !

Sempre sovra natura egli ha possanza ;

Ma in virtù di costei sì stesso avanza.

Her cheeks, on which this streaming nectar fell,

Stilled through the limbeck of her diamond eyes,

The roses white and red resembled well,

Whereon the rory May-dew sprinkled lies,

When the fair morn first blusheth from her cell,

And breatheth balm from open'd paradise :

Thus sighed, thus mourned, thus wept this lovely Queen,

And in each drop bathèd a grace unseen.

Thrice twenty Cupids unperceivèd flew

To gather up this liquor ere it fall,

And of each drop an arrow forgèd new ;

Else, as it came, snatched up the crystal ball,

And at rebellious hearts for wild-fire threw.

O wondrous love ! thou makest gain of all ;

For if she weeping sit, or smiling stand,

She bends thy bow, or kindleth else thy brand.1

1 Godfrey of Bulloigne, c. iv. st. lxxv.-lxxvi.

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The following admirable description of the coquetries of Armida will show, to any one who chooses to compare it with the original, the mingled fidelity and freedom with which Fairfax reproduced the ideas of his author :-

While thus she them torments 'wixt frost and fire,

'Twixt joy and grief, 'twixt hope and restless fear,

The sly enchantress felt her gain the nigher :

These were her flocks that golden fleeces bear :

But if some one durst utter his desire,

And by complaining make his griefs appear;

He labour'd hard rocks with plaints to move,

She had not learned the gamut then of love.

For down she bent her bashful eyes to ground,

And donned the weed of women's modest grace;

Down from her eyes well'd the pearlës round

Upon, the bright enamel of her face :

Such honey drops on springing flowers are found,

When Phœbus holds the crimson morn in chase.

Full seemed her looks of anger and of shame,

Yet pity shone transparent through the same.

If she perceiv'd by his outward cheer,

That any would his love by talk bewray,

Sometimes she heard him, sometimes stopped her ear,

And play'd fast and loose the live-long day :

Thus all her lovers kind deluded were,

Their earnest suit got neither yea nor nay;

But like the sort of weary huntsmen fare,

That hunt all day, and lose at night the hare.1

Thus for the first time (setting aside the slight experiment of Surrey) the English language was made to prove its capacity as the vehicle for a subject of epic greatness. The lofty and harmonious diction of Spenser, freed from its affected archaism, was refined by the idiomatic simplicity of Tasso, and the abstract spirit of the Faery Queen, brought into relation with historic matter, was humanised after the manner of the angel Gabriel :-

Like to a man in show and shape he far'd,

But full of heavenly majesty and might.

It is no wonder that so fine a performance should have

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consoled kings in their misfortunes, and have helped to

form the style of original poets. We are told by Brian

Fairfax, the translator's descendant, that “King James

valued it above all other English poetry ; and King

Charles, in the time of his confinement, used to divert

himself by reading it.” For its influence on the course of

our language we have the high testimony of Dryden:-

Spenser and Fairfax both flourished in the reign of Queen

Elizabeth : great masters in our language, and who saw much

further into the beauties of our numbers than those who imme-

diately followed them. Milton was the poetical son of Spenser

and Mr. Waller of Fairfax ; for we have our lineal descents and

clans as well as other families. Spenser more than once in-

sinuates that the soul of Chaucer was transfused into his body,

and that he was begotten by him two hundred years after his

decease. Milton has acknowledged to me that Spenser was his

original ; and many besides myself have heard our famous Waller

own that he derived the harmony of his numbers from Godfrey

of Bulloigne, which was turned into English by Mr. Fairfax.1

Through Harington's translation of the Orlando

Furioso, the English reader was introduced to a view of

Nature and Society formed by the ironic and courtly wit

of the Italian Renaissance : Fairfax's translation of the

Gerusalemme Liberata presented to him an idea of the

chivalrous past of Europe, as seen through the medium

of Catholic orthodoxy and classical humanism, sanctioned

by the directors of the counter-Reformation : it remained

for him to be familiarised with an ideal conception of the

world as it appeared to the imagination of a French poet,

trained in the theological school of Luther and Calvin. In

many respects this ideal offers a strong contrast to the

art of the romantic poets of Italy. The spirit of Pro-

testant humanism was equally opposed to the semi-

pagan genius of Ariosto and to the Catholic sentimentalism

of Tasso. It animated, on the one side, nobles and

warriors—to whom the traditions of Teutonic chivalry

conveyed a meaning that was unintelligible to the

sceptical citizens of the Italian Republics—on the other,

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grave merchants and lawyers, who sought to order their

lives by a rule contrary to that of the Roman Church.

The authority on which its votaries relied was the text

of Scripture : the form of society towards which it tended

was a theocratic republic, under the direction of a local

aristocracy, half civil and half ecclesiastical : the com-

munities in which it was most powerful were the Huguenot

confederacies of France: and its poetical representative

was Guillaume de Saluste, Seigneur du Bartas, author of

the famous Semaines.

Du Bartas belonged, artistically, to the school of the

Pleiad, that aristocratic group of French poets, who sought

to gain distinction for themselves and elevation for their

native language, by novel experiments in thought and

diction, apart from the mediæval traditions to which

Marot had attempted to add an air of Court refinement.

He was of the Huguenot section of the nobility, and

his friends put him forward as the rival, and even the

superior, of Ronsard, who had distinguished himself by

the fervour of his Catholic orthodoxy. As the latter had

drawn his inspiration mainly from Greek models, Du

Bartas, by a kind of instinctive opposition, grounded him-

self on the theory of Eusebius, which derived all the

refinements of art and culture from the Mosaic dispensa-

tion. His Semaines is a work of encyclopædic vastness,

in which the origin of the world and of human society is

treated with reference to the account of the Creation, the

Fall, the Flood, and the patriarchal ages, given in the

book of Genesis. It is composed of the most miscel-

laneous elements. Philosophic speculation, resembling

that of the De Rerum Natura, is combined with the schol-

astic method of Dante; epic invocations of the Muse,

after the manner of Homer, are found side by side with

rhetorical invectives, in which the Huguenot poet, like

his contemporary D'Aubigné, discharges his spleen against

the wickedness of society with the indignation of Juvenal.

The execution is as unequal as the conception is

irregular. Du Bartas had selected for his poem a sub-

ject as vast as the mind of man can conceive. This he

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adorned with all the treasures of a vigorous, learned, and

imaginative genius ; and he expatiated on his theme with

immense ardour and animation, passing from detail to

detail with touches sometimes of sublime thought, some-

times of philosophical intuition, sometimes of poetical fancy,

rarely without a sense of the greatness and dignity of the

task he had to accomplish. His happiest efforts are

probably to be found in episodical passages, in which he

has an opportunity of giving expression to his own feel-

ings about religion or politics. On such occasions the

long roll of his Alexandrine verse becomes a fitting vehicle

for ethical satire and invective, as for example in the fol-

lowing passage, in which he makes the smallness of the

earth, compared with the stars, the starting-point of an

address to the sovereigns of the age :-

Vous, Princes, qui couvrez les campagnes des morts,

Pour un travers de poitil borner plus loins vos boirds :

Magistrats corrompus, juges qui sur vos chaires

Mettez sordidement la Justice aux enchères,

Qui, traîquans le droict, profanez vos estats

Pour laisser une blétre a vos enfans ingrats ;

Vous qui faîtes produire usures aux usures,

Vous qui falsifiez les poids et les mesures,

A fin que deux cens beufs a l'advenir pour vous

Le soc brise guerés tirassent de leurs couls.

Et vous et vous encor, qui pour sans titre acquerre

Dessus vostre voisin quelque pouce de terre,

D'une main sacrilege a l'emblée arracheż

Les confins moitoyens par vos aieuls fiches ;

Helas ! que gagnez vous? Quand par ruse ou par guerre

Un prince auroit conquis tout le rond de la terre

Un pointe d'aiguille, un atome, un fétu,

Seroit tout le loyer de sa rare vertu :

Un point seroit son regne : un rien tout son empire :

Et si moindre que rien, rien ici se peut dire.1

On the other hand, his treatment of the subject is

marred by certain fatal artistic defects. He entered upon

his undertaking without having formed any clear idea as

to whether he intended to treat it didactically, like

Lucretius, or epically, like Virgil. Throughout the whole

of the First Week of Creation he proceeds didactically,

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by way of description and speculation ; but in the Second Week, containing the account of the Fall and the subsequent history of mankind, he slides instinctively into an epic manner. Yet even here his tendency to use his imagination analytically prevails, and whenever a curious problem offers itself to his imagination, he never hesitates to quit the direct course of his narrative and to sail away in pursuit of it. Hence his poem, like the primeval chaos he describes, is without form and void, a vast ocean of unconnected details, which we navigate at the mercy of the most capricious of pilots. Moreover, his inorganic method of conception reflects itself in his style. As it is his main object to impress single ideas, relating to the spiritual world, on his readers' imagination, he proceeds, to a considerable extent, after the manner of Dante, and endeavours to render his account of the Creation intelligible by means of familiar images and an abundance of metaphor and simile. These he employs with a singular lack of taste and judgment. He will liken the bursting of a rain-cloud to a page breaking two glasses of wine ; he describes the contraction of the waters of the deep by comparing them with liquor poured into a smaller tun ; and he calls the sun "a postillion who never comes to the end of his journey." So much, indeed, is his imagination impressed with the resemblance between the movements of the heavenly bodies and those of the coaches of the great, that he invokes the Holy Spirit to be his coachman !

In the midst of this bad taste and wrong judgment there was much vitality of imagination, and, as often happens, the very defects of Du Bartas' style increased his popularity. His poem was translated into almost all the languages of Europe, and in England he found an interpreter of sympathetic genius, who was not afraid to reproduce and exaggerate all his peculiarities.

Joshua Sylvester was the son of a Kentish clothier, and was born in 1563. He was sent to school in his ninth year to Dr. Hadrianus Saravia at Southampton, where he received a special kind of instruction in French.

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Robert Ashley, his schoolfellow, says that the school was

confined to "sixteen or twenty youths of good family";

and that "it was a rule in it that all should speak

French ; he who spoke English, though only a sentence,

was obliged to wear a fool's cap at meals, and continue

to wear it till he caught another in the same fault."1 This

kind of teaching was no doubt adopted with a view to

the preparation of the scholars for a mercantile life of

the kind to which Sylvester was apparently very early

destined, for he was removed from school in his thirteenth

year, and—as he himself tells, in some verses gratefully

recalling Saravia's care of him—was never at either of the

English universities.2 How he was employed it is impos-

sible to say with certainty, but we know that in 1590-91 he

was a member of the Merchant Adventurers' Company, to

which, in 1597, through the influence of the Earl of

Essex, he sought to become secretary. In this hope he

was disappointed ; and he did not obtain the post he

desired till 1617, when he was obliged, by the nature of

his duties, to reside at Middleburgh. Here he died on

28th September 1618.

It is plain that Sylvester's heart was not in com-

merce, and that he would have preferred to maintain

himself by his pen, for he began his work of translation

as early as 1591, in which year his rendering of Du

Bartas' Battle of Ivry is entered in the Register of the

Stationers' Company. His Essay of the Second Week of

the noble, learned, and divine Saluste du Bartas was

published in 1598 ; and in 1604 he dedicated to the

King The Divine Weeks of the World's Birth. The

translation of Du Bartas' Weeks was completed in 1606.

Though it brought its author much popularity and repu-

tation, it does not seem that he was directly patronised

1 Grosart's edition of Sylvester's Works, vol. i. p. x.

2 His love and labour apted so my wit,

That when Urania after rapted it,

Through Heaven's strong working, weakness did produce

Leaves of delight and fruits of sacred use ;

Which had my Muse t' our either Athens flown,

Or followed him, had been much more my own :

Then was the fault that so it fell not out.—Elegy on Mrs. Saravia.

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by the King. Prince Henry, however, made him his

Groom of the Privy Chamber, and to him Sylvester

dedicated his translation of the Tetrastika of Pibrac, and

afterwards that of Du Bartas' Second Week. Henry

Peachem, in his Truth of Our Times (1638), speaks of the

translator "having had very little or no reward at all for

his pains or dedications" ; yet his needs were considerable,

as he had a family of six persons dependent on him.1

The style of the translation is very noteworthy.

Sylvester warmly admired and sympathised with Du

Bartas' religious views, as well as with his poetical

qualities, and he reproduces, on the whole, with great

fidelity the matter of his original. But with it he mingles

much that is peculiar to himself and his circumstances.

His taste had been formed in the school of the poetical

Euphuists, so that he never fails to heighten the capricious

flights of Du Bartas by elaborate conceits of his own.

The metre he adopted was a loosely-knit variety of the

heroic couplet, which, wandering on from line to line, with

an air of conversational ease, gave ample opportunity to

the poet to stamp on each individual expression the

impress of his own taste and character. Sylvester was,

like many of his contemporaries, a lover of country life,

and he writes with particular zest whenever his translation

offers him an opportunity to make a digression descriptive

of the neighbourhood of his own home. Here, for example,

is a characteristic passage :—

Let me, good Lord, among the great un-kend

My days of rest in the calm country end.

Let me deserve of my dear Eagle-Brood

For Windsor Forest walks in Almes-Wood :

Be Hadley-Pond my sea ; Lambs-bourn my Thames ;

Lambourn my London ; Kennet's silver streams

My fruitful Nile ; my Singers and Musicians

The pleasant Birds with warbling repetitions ;

1 Unless, by others' help or by your own,

The tender pity of your princely hand

Quick hale me out, I perish instantly,

Haléd in again by six that hang on me.

Dedicatory Sonnet to the Second Session of the

Parliament of Vertues Royal.

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My Company pure thoughts, to work Thy will ;

My Court a cottage on a lowly hill ;

Where without let I may so sing Thy name,

That time to come may wonder at the same.

In lines like these we have plainly before us one of the sources of inspiration of William Browne's Britannia's

Pastorals, which afterwards themselves exerted a powerful influence on the genius of Keats. Indeed, the translation

generally, with its vast field of allusion, its multitude of isolated images, and its quaintness of individual expres-

sion, proved full of suggestion for later poets. Milton, among others, evidently derived many hints from Sylvester

for Paradise Lost. The latter also, by the naturalisation of Du Bartas' style in English, helped to promote the

rapidly increasing tendency to poetical "wit," of which we shall presently have to note so many varieties.

He could never resist the temptation to embody in his verse a jingle of words, a pun, or a paradox,

as in the following lines from the Elegy on Mrs. Saravia :—

Such was her Minor-age ; such Maiden-life,

Such Woman-state ; and such she was a Wife

To my Saravia ; to whose reverend name

Mine owns the honour of Du Bartas' fame.

For as our London (else for drought undone)

Sucks from the paps (the pipes) of Middleton

(Whose memory mine never shall forget,

But to Hugh's name add the surname of Great,

For his great work, abundant streams to drench,

Cool, cleanse, and clear, and fearful flames to quench),

From the ample cisterns of his sea of skill

Sucked I (my succour) my short shallow rill,

In three poor years at three times three years old.

The general character of his translation, exemplifying at once its fidelity to the spirit of his original and the

freedom and amplification of its details, may be gathered by his rendering of the passage I have already quoted

from Du Bartas, viz. his appeal to the princes of Europe to abstain from war :—

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O Princes (subjects unto pride and pleasure)

Who (to enlarge but a hair's-breadth the measure

Of your dominions) breaking oaths of peace

Cover the fields with bloody carcasses !

O magistrates, who (to content the great)

Make sale of Justice on your sacred seat !

And breaking laws for bribes, profane your place

To leave a leek to your unthankful race !

You strict extorters that the poor oppress,

And wrong the widow and the fatherless,

To leave your offspring rich (of others' good)

In houses built of rapine and of blood !

You city-vipers that incestious joyn

Use upon use, begetting coin of coin !

You marchant-mercers and monopolites,

Gain-greedy chapmen, perjured hypocrites,

Dissembling brokers, made of all deceipts,

Who falsify your measures and your weights,

T' enrich yourselves, and your unthrifty sons

To gentilise with proud possessions !

You that for gain betray your gracious Prince,

Your native country, or your dearest frinds !

You that, to get you but an inch of ground,

With cursed hands remove your neighbour's bound

(The ancient bounds your ancestors have set),

What gain you all ? alas, what do you get ?

Yea, though a king by will or war had won

All the round earth to his subjection ;

Lo here the guerdon of his glorious pains,

A needle's point, a mote, a mite he gains,

A nit, a nothing (did he all possess),

Or if than nothing anything be less.1

Interest of another kind is excited by the work of

George Chapman, the first English translator of Homer's

Iliad. Born in 1559, and bred at Hitchin in Hertford-

shire, Chapman is said by Antony Wood to have been

educated at Oxford, where, however, he took no degree ;

and Warton (who ought to have been well informed on this

point) states that he was a member of Trinity College.

Though almost all the latter part of his life was devoted

to the pursuit of literature, we have no record of any work

of his produced before 1594, when he published Σκíα

νυκτός, The Shadow of Night, Two Poetical Hymns,

1 For the original French, see p. 89.

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which was followed in 1595 by Ovid's Banquet of Sense,

with other poems, and in 1598 by a continuation of

Marlowe's Hero and Leander. From this date onward

to 1613 Chapman appears mainly to have supported

himself by writing for the stage, while at the same time

he pushed forward his translation of the Iliad, the first

seven books of which he published in 1598, completing

the whole work in 1611. In 1614 he added a transla-

tion of the Odyssey, and completed his version of Homer

with the Batrachomyomachia, the Hymns, and Epigrams

in 1624.

His plays, of which I shall have something more to

say hereafter, comprise The Blind Beggar of Alexandria

(1598); The World runs on Wheels, or All Fools but the

Fool, and A Humorous Day's Mirth (1599); Eastward

Hoe, written in partnership with Ben Jonson and Marston

(1605); The Gentleman Usher (1606); Bussy d'Ambois

(1607); The Conspiracy of Charles, Duke of Byron (1608);

May Day (1611); The Widow's Tears (1612); The

Revenge of Bussy d'Ambois (1613). He was also the

author of several masques, of which the only one that

survives is The Memorable Maske of the two Honorable

Houses or Inns of Court, the Middle Temple and Lincoln's

Inn, written for the marriage of the Princess Elizabeth,

15th February 1614. Ben Jonson couples his name

with Fletcher's as the only two men who, besides himself,

were capable of making a masque.

His original poems, which are strongly tinctured with

the Euphuistic pedantry of the period, besides those

which I have already mentioned, include Peristeros, or The

Male Turtle, Euthymia Raptus, or The Tears of Peace;

Epicede, or Funeral Song, on the death of Prince Henry;

Andromeda Liberata, an allegorical poem on the marriage

of the Earl of Somerset and the divorced Countess of

Essex, the unfortunate title and subject of which were the

cause of much offence; Eugenia, or True Nobilitie's Trance,

an elegy on the death of William, Lord Russell. He

also translated in 1616 the Divine Poems of Musæus,

and in 1618 The Georgicks of Hesiod. Among his

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patrons he numbered Prince Henry, the Earl of Essex,

Lady Walsingham, and the Earl of Somerset. In

spite, however, of their influence, and of his own re-

putation, his life seems to have been a struggle maintained

against difficulties with dignity and firmness ; and after

his death in 1634, Habington, in his Castara, alludes

to his grave being outside the church of St. Giles in the

Fields, and hopes that some lover of poetry may be

" in the warm church to build him a tomb."1

To have been the first to attempt anything so great as

a translation of Homer would have been in itself suffi-

cient to save Chapman's name from oblivion. But

indeed everything that he wrote bears the stamp of a

grave, elevated, and self-respecting mind, and his chief

recommendation as a translator of Homer is, that he has

sufficient nobility of feeling to enter into the spirit and

sense of his author. In the fragment of his work which

he first presented to the world he thus defines his idea of

a good translation :-

The worth of a skilful and worthy translator is to observe the

sentences, figures, and forms of speech proposed in his author ;

his true sense and height ; and to adorn them with figures and

forms of oration, fitted to the original in the same tongue to

which they are translated.2

In a second specimen, entitled Achilles' Shield, his

enthusiasm for Homer breaks forth in a bitter attack on

Scaliger, as Homer's detractor, after which he proceeds to

speak of his own translation :-

But also Homer is not now to be lift up by my weak arm,

more than he is now depressed by more feeble opposition, if

any feel not their conceits so ravished with the eminent beauties of

1 Dictionary of National Biography, "Chapman."

2 Seven Bookes of the Iliades of Homere, Prince of Poets, 1598. (In the

copy of this book in the British Museum is an autograph of Ben Jonson.)

Speaking of the failure of previous translators of Homer, Chapman says:-

They failed to search his deep and treasurous heart.

The cause was since they wanted the fit key

Of Nature, in their downright strength of art,

With Poesy to open Poesy.

Lines prefixed to his translation of the Iliad.

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his essential muse, as the greatest men of all sorts and all ages

have been. Their most modest course is (unless they will be

powerfully insolent) to ascribe the defect to their apprehension,

because they read him but slightly, not in his surmised frugalities

of object, that really and most feastfully pours out himself in

right divine occasion.

This intense love and enthusiasm for his original

inspires Chapman always vividly to realise Homer's

thought, and to master his imagery, so that he never

shrinks from adding details to his text where he thinks it

necessary to do so for the purpose of bringing out more

forcibly in English the spirit of the Greek. Witness the

simile to which he himself calls attention, whereby

Homer describes the character of the fight between the

Greeks and the Trojans for the body of Patroclus.

Literally translated, the passage runs as follows :—

And as when a man gives to his people the hide of a

mighty bull to stretch out drunken with oil; and they, having

received it, standing round in a circle, stretch it, and immediately

the moisture comes out of it, and the oil goes into it, while many

pull at it, and the while it is stretched tight all round : thus they

tugged on both sides at the dead body, on this side and on that,

within a little space.

Chapman gives this with admirable fidelity, adding a

few details of his own, which serve to heighten the

picture :—

And as a huge ox-hide

A currier gives among his men, to supple and extend

With oil till it be drunk withal, they tug, stretch out, and spend

Their oil and labour liberally, and chafe the leather so

They make it breathe a vapour out, and in their liquors go,

A number of them set a work, and in an orb they pull,

That all way, all parts of the hide they may extend at full ;

So here and there did both hosts hale the corse in little place,

And wrought it all ways with their sweat.

He can rise too to the sublimity of Homer's conceptions,

as in the description of Poseidon coming to Ægæ from

his mountain in Samothrace :—

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He took much ruth to see the Greeks by Troy sustain such ill,

And mightily incenst with Jove stooped straight from that steep hill,

That shook as he flew off, so hard his parting prest the height

The woods and all the great hills near trembled beneath the weight

Of his immortal moving feet. Three steps he only took

Before he far-off Ægæ reached, but with the fourth it shook

With his dread entry. In the depth of those seas he did hold

His bright and glorious palace built of never-rusting gold ;

And there arrived he put in coach his brazen-tooted steeds,

All golden-maned, and par't with wings ; and all in golden weeds

He clothed himself. The golden scourge most elegantly done

He took, and mounted to his seat ; and then the god begun

To drive his chariot through the waves. From whirl-pits every way

The whales exulted under him, and knew their king ; the sea

For joy did open, and his horse so swift and lightly flew,

The under axletree of brass no drop of water drew ;

And thus these deathless coursers brought their king to th' Achive

ships.

Had Chapman been able to maintain this level of

style throughout his translation, there would have been

no need to render Homer into English a second time.

But his powers of execution were by no means equal to

his imagination and grandeur of thought. His versifica-

tion is lumbering and unmelodious ; the structure of his

sentences obscure and involved. As I have already said,

comparing his style with Marlowe's in Hero and Leander,

it has more smoke than flame, and this unfortunate

characteristic is particularly marked in the last twelve

books of the translation, which exhibit all the symptoms

of scrambling haste, having been completed, as he himself

tells us, in fifteen weeks. The poet seems to have satis-

fied himself with reproducing the narrative literally, in

verses without any calculated pause or period, throwing in

the rhymes almost at haphazard, and taking the words as

they occurred to him, with scarcely an attempt at selec-

tion. The result may be seen in such a passage as this,

describing the approaching death of Hector :-

But how chanced this ? How all this time could Hector bear the knees

Of fierce Achilles with his own, and keep off destinies,

If Phœbus, for his last and best, through all that course had failed

To add his succours to his nerves, and, as his foe assailed

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Near and within him, fed his scape? Achilles yet well knew

His knees would fetch him, and gave signs to some friends (making shew

Of shooting at him) to forbear, lest they detracted so

From his full glory in first wounds, and in the overthrow

Make his hand last. But when they reached the fourth time the two founts,

Then Jove his golden scales weighed up, and took the last accounts

Of fate for Hector, putting in for him and Peleus' son

Two fates of bitter death; of which high heaven received the one,

The other hell; so low declined the light of Hector's life.

The last of the translators under James I., whom it will

be necessary to mention, affords a curious contrast to

Chapman, as well in his own character and history as in

the subject of his translation and his style. George

Sandys, the translator of Ovid's Metamorphoses, was the

seventh son of Edwin Sandys, Archbishop of York, and

was born at Bishopsthorpe on 2nd March 1577-78. He

matriculated at St. Mary's Hall, Oxford, in 1589, but

took no degree. He appears to have been of an adven-

turous temper, and extended his travels farther into the

East than was then customary. Of these he published a

narrative in prose in 1615, and at the close of his

Paraphrase of the Psalms, about twenty years afterwards,

he referred to them again in a poetical address, Deo

Optimo Maximo, a passage from which may be cited as

an illustration of Sandys' character and metrical style:-

My grateful verse Thy goodness shall display,

O Thou, who went'st along in all my way,

To where the morning with perfum'd wings

From the high mountains of Panchæa springs;

To that new-found-out world, where sober night

Takes from th' antipodes her silent flight;

To those dark seas where horrid winter reigns,

And binds the stubborn flood in icy chains;

To Libyan wastes, whose thirst no showers assuage,

And where swoln Nilus cools the lion's rage.

Thy wonders in the deep have I beheld,

Yet all by those on Judah's hills excelled:

There where the Virgin's Son his doctrine taught,

His miracles and our redemption wrought:

Where I, by Thee inspired, his praises sung,

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And on his sepulchre my offering hung,1

Which way soe'er I turn my face or feet

I see Thy glory, and Thy mercy meet,

Met on the Thracian shore, when in the strife

Of fiantic Simoans Thou preserv'dst my life :2

So when th' Arabian thieves belayed us round,

And when by all abandoned, Thee I found.

That false Sidonian wolf whose craft put on

A sheep-soft fleece and me, Bellerophon,

To ruin by his cruel letter sent

Thou didst by Thy protecting hand prevent.3

Thou sav'dst me from the bloody massacres

Of faithless Indians ; from their treacherous wars ;

From raging fevers ; from the sultiy breath

Of tainted air which cloyed the joys of death.

Preserv'd from swallowing seas, when towering waves

Mix'd with the clouds, and open'd their deep graves :

From barbarous pirates ransomed : by those taught,

Successfully with Sabian Moors we fought.

Thou brought'st me home in safety, that this earth

Might bury me which fed me from my birth,

Blest with a healthful age, a quiet mind

Content with little, to this work designed,

Which I at length have finished by Thy aid,

And now my vows have at Thy altar laid.4

Most of the incidents recorded in the latter part of

these verses occurred after his return from travelling in

the East. In 1621 he was made treasurer of the Virginia

Company, and having settled for the time in America,

was twice reappointed by the Crown a member of

the Virginia Council. He seems, however, not to have

worked in harmony with his fellow-emigrants, and he

finally left Virginia in 1631. There is no external evi-

dence to show at what period of his life he was taken by

pirates and fought against the Sabian Moors. On his

return from Virginia he was appointed Gentleman of the

1

I.e. a poem of twelve lines, beginning : “Saviou1 of mankind.”

2

In his book on his travels in the East, Sandys tells us that he took ship

in a bark called the Armado of Simo. The captain in a drunken fit attacked

him just before his arrival at Constantinople. “Turning upon me only

armed with stones, as God would have it, he stumbled by the way, and there

lay like a stone for two hours together.” Travels (1632), p. 29.

3

Though Sandys mentions his visit to Sidon in his Travels, he says

nothing in his prose narrative of this adventure, or of his danger from the

Arabs.

4

Address, Deo Optimo Maximo.

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Privy Chamber to Charles I., and became an intimate

friend of Falkland and other eminent persons of the

time. His translation of the Metamorphoses was begun

before his departure from England for Virginia, and five

books of it were published by William Barratt in 1621.

The ten remaining books were completed in America and

published in England in 1626. Sandys afterwards wrote

a metrical paraphrase of the Psalms and Hymns dis-

persed through the Old and New Testaments, which was

published in 1636, with music composed by the well-

known Henry Lawes. He also translated and published

in 1640 Christ's Passion, from the Latin of Grotius. His

last work was a paraphrase of the Song of Solomon in

heroic verse (1641). He lived to see the outbreak of the

Civil War, and died, unmarried, at his residence, Bexley

Abbey, near Maidstone, in 1644.

The passage of original composition which I have

already cited from Sandys shows how strongly his

imagination and style were affected by his study of

Ovid. It is probable that the English model of his

versification was England's Heroical Epistles of his

friend Drayton; but in the terseness of his metrical

antitheses, the ingenious turns of his sentences, the variety

of his periods, the ease and harmony of his numbers,

Sandys' metrical style shows a great advance upon most

of his predecessors. His version of the Metamorphoses is, I

believe (with the exception of Gavin Douglas's Æneid and

Chapman's Odyssey), the first exampleof the use of the heroic

couplet in the translation of a classical author. Chapman,in

translating the Iliad, had followed the lead of Arthur Gold-

ing, who, as we saw in the last volume, used the long ballad

metre for the translation of the Metamorphoses, and whose

versification, though meritorious, in view of its early date,

compares ill with the elegance and refinement of Sandys.

Here, for example, is the latter's rendering of the story of

Pyramus and Thisbe, which may be set side by side with

the equivalent passage in Golding already cited :-

Young Pyramus (no youth so beautiful

Through all the East) and Thisbe (who for fair

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Might with immortal goddesses compare)

Joined houses where Semiramis enclosed

Her stately town with walls of brick composed.

This neighbourhood their first acquaintance bred ;

That grew to love ; love sought a nuptial bed,

By parents cross'd : yet equal flames their blood

Alike increas'd, which could not be withstood.

Signs only utter their unwitness'd loves :

But hidden fire the violenter proves.

A cranny in the parting wall was left,

By shrinking of the new-laid mortar cleft.

This, for so many ages undescried

(What cannot Love find out ?), the lovers spied,

By which their whispering voices softly trade,

And passion's amorous embassy conveyed.

On this side and on that, like snails, they cleave,

And greedily each other's breath receive

"O envious wall !" (said they) "who thus divide

Whom Love hath joined ! O give us leave to slide

Into each other's arms ! if such a bliss

Transcend our fates, yet suffer us to kiss !

Nor are we ingrate : much we confess we owe

To you who this dear liberty bestow."

At night they bid farewell. Their kisses greet

The senseless stone with lips that cannot meet.1

1 For Golding's translation of the passage see vol. ii. pp. 142-143.

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CHAPTER VI

NATURE AND ORIGIN OF POETICAL "WIT"

The qualities and character of poetical wit have been nowhere better defined than by Johnson in his Life of Cowley, where he says :—

Wit, abstracted from its effects upon the hearer, may be more rigorously and philosophically considered as a kind of discordia concors, a combination of dissimilar images, or discovery of occult resemblances in things apparently unlike.

Admirable too is Johnson's description, in the same Life, of the characteristics of the "metaphysical" poets :—

Sublimity is produced by aggregation, and littleness by dispersion. Great thoughts are always general, and consist in positions not limited by exceptions, and in descriptions not descending to minuteness. It is with great propriety that subtlety, which in its original import means exility of particles, is taken, in its metaphorical meaning, for nicety of distinction. Those writers who lay on the watch for novelty could have little hope of greatness; for great things cannot have escaped former observation. Their attempts were always analytic; they broke every image into fragments; and could no more represent, by their slender conceits and laboured particularities, the prospects of nature or the scenes of life, than he who dissects a sunbeam with a prism can exhibit the wide effulgence of a summer noon.

Johnson does not take the trouble to account, except in the most superficial manner, for the poetical phenomena which he thus accurately describes. All that he says in explanation of the origin of the "metaphysical" school of English poetry is :—

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Wit, like other things subject by their nature to the choice of

men, has its changes and fashions, and at different times takes

different forms. About the beginning of the seventeenth century

appeared a race of writers that may be termed the metaphysical

poets, of whom, in a criticism on the works of Cowley, it is not

improper to give some account.

Though later critics have bestowed more attention on

the subject, yet as each has confined the scope of his in-

vestigations to some particular language, their accounts of

the origin of "Wit" have been somewhat contradictory.

Some have explained its appearance in European litera-

ture on a purely æsthetic principle. Dr. Garnett, for

example, in his excellent History of Italian Literature,

following Muratori, and concurring on the whole with

Johnson, holds that the corrupt style of writers like Marino

springs from an ambition in these men, almost inherent in

the nature of things, to shoot beyond the proper perfection

of their art as attained by their predecessors.1 Others

again, observing the prevalence of the phenomena of

"Wit" in almost all European countries, suppose that

the fashion was gradually propagated from Spain and

Italy through the influence of individual writers. Thus

the eminent historian of French literature, M. Lanson,

describes the concetti as a product of the late and

degenerate Italian Renaissance, and imagines that the

French Precieux—les attardés, as he picturesquely calls

them — received their inspiration from Marino and

Gongora, having themselves strayed (égarés) from the true

line of the Renaissance, maintained in France through a

line of legitimate successors from Malherbe to Molière,

La Fontaine, and Boileau.2 On the other hand, the able

1 History of Italian Literature, p. 272.

"L'Italie d'abord cette fois encore fut nôtre institutrice : mais l'Italie dégénérée, folle de l'artificielle beauté des concetti, depensant tout son genie en inventions montrueuses d'hyperbole, d'antithesis, et de metaphore . . . Antonio Perez fut un des premiers habitués de la Chambre Bleue, et initia les amis de la Marquise aux deliers raffinés du bel esprit. Il fit un voyage à Londres, et y trouve aussi l'Italianisme etabli par l'Euphues de John Lilly : partout, du moins dans tous les pays qui n'etaient pas barbares, des causes analogues inclinaient au même moment la vie aristocratique et le goût litteraire vers le même ideal" (Histoire de la Littérature Française, 2nd edition, 1895, pp. 376-377).

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Italian critic, Settembrini, accounts for what he, in common

with all the other writers I have mentioned, justly recog-

nises as the decadence of Italian literature after the

Council of Trent, on purely religious and political grounds :

“ Il Secentismo,” he says, “è il Gesuitesimo nell' arte.”1

These theories are incorrect only in so far as they are

inadequate. If, for example, we content ourselves with

Johnson's explanation, that the “Wit” of the seventeenth

century was merely the casual “choice” of the men of

the period, we are perplexed to know why so many

writers in different languages should have chosen, at a

particular time, to aim at the same very peculiar manner of

expression. If we accept Dr. Garnett's view, that “Wit”

is the exaggerated art of men attempting to surpass the

artistic perfection of their predecessors, we are still con-

fronted with the hitherto unanswered question, What is

absolute perfection in art? M. Lanson's theory seems

equally incomplete, for, though it is true that “analogous

causes were, in the seventeenth century, directing aristo-

cratic life and literary taste towards the same ideal,” con-

temporaneously, in the different countries of Europe, the

origin of this movement must be sought much deeper than

in the imitation of the corrupt practice of Marino and

Gongora, since Lyly had produced his Euphues years before

the appearance of Marino's Adone or Gongora's Soledades.

Nor is Settembrini's generalisation comprehensive enough,

failing, as it does, to explain why “False Wit” should

have taken such firm and early root in England, where

the Jesuits figured only as conspirators.

We have then to account, first, for the identity of

essence in the “Wit” which began to be fashionable in

almost every European country about the time of the

Council of Trent, and, next, for the great variety of form

under which it exhibited itself in different places ; and I

think that the general causes of these phenomena are to

be found in the decay of the scholastic philosophy and of

the feudal system, common to the whole of Europe, and in

the revival, at the same time, of the civic standards of

1 Lezioni di Letteratura Italiana, vol. ii. p. 227.

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antiquity operating on the genius of many rising nations and languages. Such a collision of forces is plainly sufficient to account for that discordia concors which Johnson describes as the essence of “Wit”; and further analysis will enable us to trace to the same origin what are generally recognised to be the leading features of “Wit,” namely, (1) Paradox, (2) Hyperbole, (3) Excess of Metaphor. All these qualities, which flourish exuberantly in the poetry of the seventeenth century, appear germinally in the poetry of the fourteenth ; it is therefore not an unfair conclusion that they belong to a single system of thought, and that their predominance in the later age signifies the efflorescence of decay.

(1) The habit of startling the imagination with paradoxical reasoning about the order of the universe, physical and moral, which is so striking a characteristic of the metaphysical school of Donne, is, I think, the final result of the exaggerated importance attached by the schoolmen to the study of logic.

Logic, as we have seen, rose into paramount importance among the subjects of encyclopædic education in the Church in consequence of the tendency to define scientifically the most mysterious dogmas of the Christian religion. The doctrines of the Trinity in Unity, of the Incarnation, of free will, and, at a later period, of the nature of the Sacraments, were at first simply accepted as matters of faith. But the almost accidental incorporation of Porphyry’s logic in the scheme of Christian education led insensibly to the debate on the great question of Universals, which involved all the essential doctrines of Christianity ; and the attempted settlement of each problem in the syllogistic manner first formulated in Abelard’s book, Sic et Non, led gradually to the perfection of school logic in the Summa Theologiæ of St. Thomas Aquinas. Logic then took a downward course, and became super-subtle in the hands of Duns Scotus, analytic and destructive in the hands of William of Ockham, absurd and grotesque in the hands of the contemporaries of Erasmus.

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The course of the development of school logic finds

an exact analogy in the history of mediæval poetry,

especially when the poet is dealing with theological

subjects. Every reader of the Divine Comedy is aware

how closely Dante in his interpretation of Nature follows

the syllogistic reasoning of Aquinas. Beatrice in the

Paradiso is continually moved to smile at the simplicity

of the ideas suggested to her pupil by his unenlightened

reason : it is her logic that ultimately reveals to him the

real causes of things. Only the skilled theologian was

able to form the syllogism required to define the true

doctrine of the Scriptures ; hence the surprising nature of

Dante's conclusions. Nevertheless the reasoning of the

Divine Comedy is evidently quite natural ; and it stands to

Donne's metaphysical tours de force precisely in the same

relation as the logic of Aquinas stands to that of the

doctors who, on the eve of the Reformation, disputed

how many angels could dance on the point of a

needle.

(2) With the habit of reasoning paradoxically was

intimately associated the habit of writing hyperbolically.

The spirit of the logician penetrated not only the poetry

which derived its inspiration from theology, but also that

which had its source in chivalrous action and sentiment.

In the first volume of this History I showed that the poetry

of the troubadours was based upon an instinct prompting

the feudal aristocracy to separate their caste from the

vulgar by all the refinements of art and imagination. In

order to establish the necessary social distinctions, they

added to the subtlety of the theologian the casuistry

of the lawyer, and invented a Code of Love which pre-

scribed the rules of chivalrous manners. Cases arising

out of the stringency of this Code were duly tried and

decided, mainly by female judges, in the institutions

known as Cours d'Amour ; and, as we have seen, the

casuistry of these courts, and the glosses on the different

articles of the law of love, are duly collected in the book

of André le Chapelain, De Amore.1 The points raised

1 Vol. i. p. 172-175.

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between the disputing troubadours, and tried by ladies in

the Courts of Love, were of a metaphysical and subtle

character, such as could only be satisfactorily dealt with

by advacates familiar with the logic of the schools.

Nostradamus, for example, records that in one of these

tensons, as they were called, the question submitted to

the judgment of the court was: Which is loved the most,

a lady present or a lady absent? Are the eyes or the

heart the stronger influence in love? On another occasion

two troubadours disputed: Which is the more worthy of

being loved, he who gives liberally out of a liberal nature,

or he who gives in spite of himself, and in order to deserve

the praise of liberality.

When the minds of the castled aristocracy were so

absorbed with the logic of love, it is easy to understand

how keen was the competition for poetical praise among

women, and that, among poets, the highest esteem should

have been given to him who showed the most ingenuity

in devising compliments. We find therefore in the poetry

of the troubadours the germs of the logical hyperbole

which is the leading feature in the concetti of the seven-

teenth century. In the following examples it will be seen

that the aim of the poet is to arrive at a surprising con-

clusion in his mistress's honour, either by giving a new

logical turn to the law of love, or by dwelling on the

unheard-of sufferings which she causes him :-

Ah, what a tender look she sent me, if indeed there was no

deceit in it ! O the look that her eyes cast with so much grace

upon those who please her ! But her words seem to give the lie

to her eyes. No matter; it is her eyes I shall believe: for

sometimes one speaks constraining one's heart; but no power

can inspire the looks with the charm of love but love himself

(Sordello).1

O gentle lady, who possess so highly the art of pleasing, I

dare not praise you; I dare not record all the fascinations of

your beauty and your delightful manners, so sweet and seducing,

nor, in a word, the thousand gifts which forbid any lady to be

your equal. For if, in praising your charms and brilliant qualities,

1 Translated from Raynouard's rendering. Choix des Troubadours, vol. ii.

p. xxvi.

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I said all that the truth permitted me to say, every one would recognise immediately her whom I love (Blacasset).1

Without ceasing I turn my prayers and adorations towards the country my lady inhabits. Does there come from this fortunate region a simple shepherd ; does he speak of her ; I honour him as though he were the most powerful Seigneur. Do not let it be imagined, however, that my indiscreet transports shall ever disclose the castle in which she holds her Court (Arnaud de Mareuil).2

All those who have the happiness to approach you are soon convinced of the perfection of your brilliant qualities ; they find in you beauty and reason, grace and merit, and all that wins the esteem of mortal men. But in the judgment of Love you will be guilty of all my ills and misfortunes. Yes, the attachment that I have to you will cost me my life ; and I should not die if your virtue were less severe, less perfect (Arnaud de Mareuil).3

The spiritual logic of the following is particularly subtle and precise :—

No knight can answer duly to the sentiments inspired by love, unless all that he can do to give proofs of it appears small in comparison with what he judges it his duty to do ; he does not love with genuine passion, if he thinks that he loves ardently enough. Such an opinion abases and degrades love ; but it is not thus that I love ; I swear—and I can swear by her to whom I am devoted heart and soul—that the more I cherish her, the less it seems to me that I cherish her as she deserves (Aimeri de Bellinoc).4

In all these passages we observe, in spite of the artistic effort, a certain naïveté, simplicity, and delicacy of sentiment, which shows the poetry of the troubadours to be the natural reflection of an age of warlike enthusiasm and religious faith. But it is plain that, in dealing with a subject so rigidly limited, the possible modes of expression were few in number, and that this form had accordingly an inherent tendency to become mechanical. Even in

1 Choix des Troubadours, vol. ii. p. xxv. The logic being, that he would so offend against the 2nd article of the Code : Qui non celat amare non potest.

2 Ibid. vol. ii. p. xxvii. Here the reference in the concluding words is also to article 2 of the Code.

3 Ibid. p. xxvii. The note here struck is identical with that running all through the sonnets of Petrarch

4 Ibid. p. xxi.

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the poetry of Petrarch it can be seen that the natural flow

of Provençal sentiment has been exchanged for a steady

artistic resolve to claborate a single spiritual paradox ; to

polish it into the most perfect form of which it is capable ;

to illustrate it with every variety of image ; to adorn it

with metaphor, and to approach it from a number of dif-

ferent sides until its poetical substance is exhausted. As

the original inspiring impulse of a warlike atmosphere

became enfeebled, the form of poetical conception was

gradually stereotyped. Successive generations of poets

endeavoured to outdo each other in mere ingenuity.

Serafino followed Petrarch, and reduced the concetti of

the sonnet to the concettu of the epigram. Long before

the seventeenth century, therefore, a poetical habit had

been created which anticipated the hyperbolical manner

of Donne and Cowley.

(3) If the metaphysical turn of thought in the poets

of the seventeenth century has its origin in the mixture

of theology, chivalrous sentiment, and logic in mediæval

education, their excessive use of metaphor is to be

explained by the decay of allegory as a natural mode

of poetical expression. I have attempted to trace the

manner in which the poetical allegory of the Middle Ages

arose out of the allegorical principle of interpreting both

Nature and Scripture, sanctioned by the authority of the

Church, the most striking examples of which are to be

found in the Divine Comedy. Whenever Dante is parti-

cularly anxious to make clear to his readers the order of

Nature in the invisible world, he speaks to their under-

standing by means of a sensible image ; and in order to

show the intimate connection between things and their

spiritual causes, he is in the habit of describing one object

through the medium of another. Hence his style abounds

in metaphors, similes, and allusions, of which the following

passage, describing the poet's rise from the fifth to the

sixth heaven, may be taken as a sample :-

I turned on my right side to see my duty signified to me in

Beatrice either by speech or act; and I saw her eyes so clear

and pleasant that her appearance surpassed even its highest wont.

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And as a man by working well becomes aware in himself day by day of advancing power, so was I aware that my revolution with

the heavens had increased its arc, when I saw that wonder in greater beauty. And even as is the transfiguration in a little

moment of time of a pale lady when her countenance discharges its cargo of shame, such was that which I now beheld when I had

turned round, in consequence of the whiteness of the temperate sixth star, which had received me within itself. I beheld in that

torch of Jupiter the sparkling of the love that was in it making clear to my eyes the meaning of our speech. And as birds risen

from a river side, as though rejoicing together in their pasture, make of themselves a band, round or otherwise, so within the lights holy

creatures sang as they flew, and made of themselves figures, now D, now L. At first in their song they moved to their

own note ; afterwards as they passed into one of these characters they paused a little, and became silent. O Pegasean goddess !

thou that makest glorious our minds, and renderest them long-lived, as they, by means of thee, render cities and kingdoms,

pour thy light into me so that I may bring into relief these figures as I have conceived them : let thy power appear in these

brief lines. They showed themselves then in five times seven vowels and consonants, and I noted the different parts as they

appeared spoken to me. Diligite justitiam were the first verb and noun of the whole picture: Qui judicatis terram were

the last. Afterwards they remained in the M of the fifth word, so arranged that Jupiter appeared silver flecked there with gold.

And I saw other lights descend where was the head of the M, and rest there, singing, I believe, the Good which moved them

towards itself. Then as in the striking of burning logs arise innumerable sparks, whence simple men are wont to take omens,

there appeared to rise thence more than a thousand lights, and to mount, one much and another little, in proportion as the sun

which kindles them determined ; and each resting in its place, I saw represented in the shape of that flame the head and neck

of an eagle.1

1 Translated from Paradiso, canto xviii. 52-108.

In this passage it is plain that the enigmatical character of the imagery and the abundance of the metaphor are the

logical and necessary consequences of the subject-matter. Dante is describing something of vital importance to his

hearers, namely, the nature of the unseen world, and the only way in which he can make the reality of his experi-

ence clear to their understanding is by likening the objects

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which he saw in the celestial regions to earthly objects with which his hearers are familiar. Passing over three centurics, we find Gongora using nearly the same enigmatical style in praise of a history, in prose, of three Popes, published by his friend, Louis de Bavia. The following is Ticknor's literal rendering of the Spanish sonnet :-

This poem which Bavia has now offered to the world, if not tied up in numbers, yet filed down into a good arrangement, and licked into shape by learning, is a cultivated history, whose gray-headed style, though not metrical, is well combed, and robs three pilots of the sacred bark from Time, and rescues them from Oblivion. But the pen, that thus immortalises the heavenly turnkeys on the bronze of history, is not a pen, but the key of ages. It opens to their names not the gates of failing memory which stamps shadows on masses of foam, but the gates of immortality.1

Both Dante and Gongora proceed along the same path, in so far as they each seek to describe one thing by means of another, but the pompous inanity of the later style, contrasted with the simplicity of the Paradiso, shows how far away Gongora lived from the days when allegory was regarded as a key to unlock the secrets of Nature. He uses allegorical language merely to disguise the essential commonplace of his subject-matter ; and, in the same way, his contemporary Marino confesses to a correspondent that his use of metaphor is prompted entirely by the desire for novelty in expression :-

I have printed certain of my sacred discourses which have been received with considerable applause, not so much on account of their erudition and the purity of their style as of their novelty in point of invention, each of them being always made to turn on a single metaphor.2

Such was the natural course of decay in the modes of Catholic thought and expression ; and if we add to the dissolving framework of things the operation of the religious and political forces of the time, we shall comprehend why poetical " wit " should have taken such a diversity of forms

1 Ticknor's History of Spanish Literature (1888), vol. iii. p. 23.

2 Marino, Lettere, No. 8. Al San Vitale.

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in the different countries of Europe. The Council of Trent,

itself the soul of the counter-Reformation, may be said to

have aimed at "a kind of discordia concors, a combination

of dissimilar images, or discovery of occult resemblances

in things apparently unlike." Its object was to reconcile

the spirit of Catholicism with the spirit of the Renaissance,

individual liberty with ecclesiastical authority, the dogmas

of the Church with pagan literature. The art and letters

of classical antiquity, once regarded as snares of the evil

one, but long established in the courts of princes, had

to be brought under clerical supervision. The Jesuits,

who after the Council of Trent became all-powerful in

Spain and Italy, and exerted great influence even in

France, carried out the policy of the Council with rare

sagacity, by giving a new application to the old school

principle of allegory. Under their direction mythological

stories and images were allowed to pass unchallenged, so

long as these were professedly employed in the service of

the Church. Angels were transformed into Cupids ; the

Assumption of Saint or Virgin took the form of a pagan

apotheosis ; the victorious princes of Christendom were,

like the Roman emperors, exalted by the painters before

their deaths into the company of the gods of Olympus.

At the same time a strict watch was kept by the Holy

Office over the works of artists, whether painter or poet,

and heresy was scented in regions which ought to have

been filled with the air of pure imagination. A striking

illustration of the manner in which "Wit," in the form of

Allegory, was employed in Roman Catholic countries, to

yoke incongruous ideas, is furnished by the correspondence

between Tasso and the Cardinal Scipio Gonzaga about

various details in the Gerusalemme Liberata.

When Tasso designed his poem it is plain, from what

he himself tells us, that the uppermost thought in his

mind was to combine the principles underlying respectively

the classical epic of Virgil and the romantic epic of

Ariosto. How far his design was artistically just is a

point which we need not consider. But what he did not

foresee, when he formed it, was that it would bring him

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into difficulties with ecclesiastical authority. Magic was

under the ban of the Church ; hence, though Armida

is represented by Tasso as being an agent of the evil one,

yet, as the events related in the poem are supposed to be

historical, Tasso's ecclesiastical critics found fault with the

supernatural powers which the narrative seemed to assign

to the black art. The poet, who was most anxious about

his own orthodoxy, was greatly distressed, and was ready

to resort to any means to remove the appearance of hetero-

doxy from his epic. His first step was to show that the

main thought in his mind, in conceiving the poem, was

moral, philosophical, and allegorical. In assigning this

character to the Jerusalem, he was forced to admit that,

when he began his task, he had no intention of allegory ;

but he alleges that, after arriving at a certain point, he

saw that what he had written admitted of a second mean-

ing. Nevertheless, he shows himself exceedingly anxious

that some influential person shall undertake the task of

pointing out wherein the true significance of the poem

lies. "I fear, above all," he says in a letter to Scipio

Gonzaga, "that I have not known how to apply rightly

this moral philosophy [i.e. that of Plato and Aristotle] to

the Christian theology. But if, as I feel sure, I have

made mistakes in it, it is for your Lordship and Signor

Flamminio, not only to correct them, but also to instruct

me further in what way I can adapt myself to the

character of these times."1 At the same time he urges

that the person who is to demonstrate the orthodoxy of

the Jerusalem shall not be over-theological in his methods.

"Let him take heed," he says, "to mix as little theological

conception as possible with my conceptions, because I

wish, on the one hand, that the apology may be considered

my work, and on the other, I do not wish to pretend to

know theology, for which I have an excessive natural

repugnance."2

It is somewhat pitiful to observe the readiness with

which Tasso professes his readiness to sacrifice his poetical

1 Letter to Cardinal Scipio Gonzaga, 15th June 1575.

2 Ibid.

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imaginations to the exigencies of Church authority. "I have

written to your Lordship," he says, "that if the name of

'Mage' offends those gentlemen, I will remove it from the

few places in which it occurs, putting 'Sage' in its place.

I now say further that if that enchanted wand, or that

miraculous opening of the waters, is an offence to any

would-be bishop or cardinal, I am quite content to

make them go underground through a cave without

any of this marvellous machinery. I have already

removed the miracle of the buried man, the transforma-

tion of the knights into fish, the marvellous ship; I have

considerably modified the freedom of the last stanzas of

the twentieth canto, although this was examined, tolerated,

and almost praised by the Inquisitor. I shall remove

the marvels from the seventeenth canto, take out the

stanzas about the parrot, the stanza about the kisses, and

others in this and some of the other cantos which dis-

please Monsignor Silvio, not to speak of very many verses

and words. And all this I have done or will do, not

from a fear about having any difficulty to encounter in

Venice, but simply and solely because I fear that some

impediment may arise at Rome."1

But while the noble and truly religious work of Tasso

was thus mutilated, with the consent of its own author,

out of deference to the prying suspiciousness of ecclesi-

astical authority, the really corrupt poetry of Marino

passed into the hands of the public, not only unquestioned,

but accredited with a certain character for grave respect-

ability. Marino's epic poem Adone extends to over

40,000 lines. The hero of the poem is neither more nor

less than a Neapolitan cavalier servante. Lazy, selfish,

and effeminate, he has nothing to recommend him beyond

his good looks. The enormous volume of words in which

his story is told commemorates no action on his part of

energy or virtue : the narrative is mostly occupied with

luxurious description, and the style depends for its attrac-

tions on strings of metaphors, similes, and allusions, all

derived from pagan sources. Yet unchristian as the

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poem is to its core, the author calmly professes that it is

inspired by a moral intention, and that its twenty cantos

all converge to the exposition of a deep spiritual

truth :-

Ombruggia il ver Parnaso e non rivela

Gli alti misteri ai semplici profani .

Ma con scorza mentita asconde e cela

(Quasi in rozzo Silen) celesti arcani.

Però dal vel che tesse or la mia tela

In molti versi favolosi e vani,

Questo senso verace altri raccoglia :

Smoderato piacer termina in doglia.1

The plea of allegory was apparently quite sufficient for

the justification of Marino. We do not hear that he was

ever called to account for his poem, like Tasso, by

the authorities of the Church. The Adone touched no

Christian doctrine ; therefore it could raise no question of

heresy : if it was full of incredible fictions of marvel and

magic, still these did not occur, like the romantic episodes

of the Gerusalemme Liberata, in the midst of a story

professing to celebrate the actions of Christian heroes ; if

the objects it represented were thoroughly vicious, it

nevertheless professed an excellent moral. Within all

was corrupt, but externally no rule of Christian discipline

was violated. This was enough for the Inquisition.

In England, on the other hand, men were pleased with

the exercise of poetical " wit " for its own sake, because it

answered to their notions of unrestrained liberty. There

all sects and opinions were tolerated, so long as they did

not interfere with the course of civil government. Roman

Catholics might be educated abroad in the traditions of

scholasticism, and might convert them into any form of

poetry they chose at home. The Anglican was free to mix

up ideas of Rome, Geneva, and ancient Athens, provided

that he yielded strict obedience to the Act of Uni-

formity. The problem each man had to solve for himself

was an internal one, namely, how to reconcile in his life

the religious and moral teaching of the Reformation with

1 Adone, canto i. st. 10.

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the æsthetic doctrines of the Renaissance. As to the

standard of style, the ideas of the average man resembled

those which he held about dress. Travelled Englishmen

had long been the laughing-stock of their neighbours on the

Continent, from their habit of copying and exaggerating

every foreign peculiarity of manners and costume, without

reference to reason or fitness. In the same way English-

men were best pleased with the poets who showed them-

selves apt in the invention of curious novelties, and they

liked to have their wonder roused by “discordia concors,

the combination of dissimilar images, or discovery of

occult resemblances in things apparently unlike.”

If they were prepared to follow any one's guidance, it

was that of their King and his Court ; and the tastes of

James I. were of a kind to encourage the pedantry of

“ wit.” Under the tuition of George Buchanan he had

become a fairly skilful logician and a good classical

scholar. An encounter with Cardinal Bellarmine in the

field of theological controversy had raised in his mind an

extravagant belief in his own powers of dialectic ; his

good memory and considerable learning convinced him of

his infallibility as a judge of literature. Though he had

himself no great love for the stage, his wife, Anne of

Denmark, was as passionately fond of pageants as Eliza-

beth ; hence in the Court the main currents of taste, as

far as they were determined by the personal influence of

the King and Queen, were turned into the channels of

logical disputation, classical learning, and mythological

masquerade.

Such an atmosphere was favourable to the genius of

men like Ben Jonson, Phineas and Giles Fletcher, and

Donne ; and the various schools of English “ wit,” which

sprang into complete existence in the reign of James I.,

may be separately considered under the following heads :

(1) the School of Theological Wit ; (2) the School of

Metaphysical Wit ; (3) the School of Court or Classical

Wit.

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CHAPTER VII

SCHOOLS OF POETICAL "WIT" UNDER ELIZABETH

AND JAMES I.

The School of Theological Wit : Robert Southwell : John

Davies of Hereford : Phineas and Giles Fletcher

The universal paradox out of which spring the various

modes of theological "wit" is to be found in the subject-

matter of Christianity itself. The vanity and unreality of

the things of sense; the eternal reality of the unseen

world; the probationary character of human existence;

the immortality of the individual soul; the consequent

duty of man to live according to the law of the Church—

these are the considerations which have engaged the

attention of the loftiest minds from St. Augustine to

Pascal. With such elementary truths are inseparably

associated the paradoxical doctrines derived from them by

the Church out of the study of Scripture, and formulated

from age to age in the Creeds and the Articles of Faith,

showing what is to be believed in respect of mysteries

like the Trinity in Unity, the Incarnation, Grace, "Fore-

Knowledge, Fate, and Will," and other similar points,

many of which are enumerated in a popular book pub-

lished about the middle of the seventeenth century, and

entitled Memorials of Godliness and Christianity.1

On this foundation, from a very early age in the history

of Christianity, was built the work of a school of Christian

poetry which, following the traditional lines of Latin

1 The author (once supposed to be Bacon) was Herbert Palmer, Master

of Queen's College, Cambridge. See Grosart's reprint (1865).

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verse composition, illustrated the idea of Nature, and particularly human nature, set forth in the Scriptures.

"What," says Giles Fletcher, in an apology for reverting to the practice, "should I speak of Juvencus, Prosper, and wise Prudentius? the last of which, living in Hierom's time, twelve hundred years ago, brought forth in his declining age so many and so religious poems, straitly charging his soul not to let pass so much as one either night or day without one divine song, Hymnis continuet dies, Nec nox ulla vacet, quin Dominum canat.

And as sedulous Prudentius so prudent Sedulius was famous in poetical divinity,the coétan of Bernard,who sung the history of Christ with as much devotion in himself as admiration to others; all of which were followed by the choicest wits of Christendom ; Nonnius translating all Saint John's Gospel into Greek verse ; Sannazar, the late living image and happy imitator of Virgil, bestowing ten years upon a song only to celebrate that one day when Christ was born to us on earth, and we (a happy change) unto God in heaven ; thrice-honoured Bartas, and our (I know no other name more glorious than his own) Mr. Edmund Spenser (two blessed souls), not thinking ten years enough, laying out their whole lives upon this one study."1

This early intermingling of theological matter with classical form caused the genius of Christian poetry to exhibit itself, at different periods and in the different countries of Europe, under the most varied aspects.

Appearing in England after the rupture with Rome was complete, and just at the time when our language was striving to accommodate itself to new conditions, it inspired those who felt its influence to clothe their thoughts in all the artificial refinements that were agreeable to the taste of the day.

Naturally the men who were at first most congenially influenced by it were Roman Catholics, and in England those Roman Catholics were generally conspirators.

Young, enthusiastic, fanatic, their imaginations were exalted in proportion as the cause to which they were devoted appeared to be depressed.

The

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supremacy of the Pope was their watchword ; Mary Queen of Scots was the visible centre towards which all their hopes gravitated.

Taking their lives in their hands, ardent youths, like Babington and Chidiock Tichborne, were ready, with a stoical submission, to sacrifice them for the advancement of the cause which they believed to be that of God and their country.

The following verses, written by the latter on the eve of his execution, express, in the antithetical manner of the poetical Euphuists, the sense of vanity in all earthly things felt by an imagination brought face to face with the greatest of spiritual realities :-

My prime of youth is but a frost of cares ;

My feast of joy is but a dish of pain ;

My crop of corn is but a field of tares ;

And all my good is but vain hope of gain ;

The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun ;

And now I live, and now my life is done.

The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung ;

The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green ;

My youth is gone, and yet I am but young ;

I saw the world, and yet I was not seen ;

My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun ;

And now I live, and now my life is done.

I sought my death, and found it in my womb ;

I looked for life, and saw it was a shade ;

I trod the earth, and knew it was my tomb ;

And now I die, and now I am but made ;

The glass is full, and now my glass is run ;

And now I live, and now my life is done.1

Others there were, whose spirit, yet more fervent and elevated, coveted the privilege of martyrdom.

Of these was Robert Southwell, who may be called the earliest of the specifically religious poets of England after the Re-formation.

He was the third son of Richard Southwell of Horsham St. Faith, in the county of Norfolk, and was born in 1561.

Educated at Douai and in Paris, he came early under the influence of Thomas Darbyshire, who, being Archdeacon of Essex in the reign of Mary, had resigned on the accession of Elizabeth.

From this master

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Southwell learned how to suffer for conscience sake, and gave proof of his willingness to make a complete surrender of himself to his cause by his entrance into the Society of Jesus in 1577. In 1588 he was sent with Garnet into England to minister to the spiritual needs of those who adhered to the ancient faith. Here for several years he continued to pass from house to house, concealed by the care and fidelity of his friends, till he was at last betrayed, by the treachery of one Ann Bellamy, to the informer Topcliffe, by whose means he was arrested and sent to the Tower in 1592. After being put to the rack thirteen times, he was hanged, bowelled, and quartered at Tyburn, in February 1594-95. On the scaffold he pleaded that he “never entertained any designs or plots against the Queen or kingdom,” neither “had I,” said he, “any other design in returning home to my native country than to administer the sacraments to those that desired them.”

Southwell's poems were published posthumously in 1595. Most of them were doubtless written in prison. They breathe, through the historic persons of Holy Writ, and especially St. Peter and Mary Magdalene, the contempt of the writer for life, repentance for sin, and the desire of St. Paul, “to be with Christ which is far better.” Here, for example, is a stanza from Mary Magdalene's Complaint at Christ's Death :-

Sith my life from life is parted,

Death, come take thy portion ;

Who survives when life is murdered,

Lives by mere extortion.

All that live, and not in God,

Couch their life in death's abode.

And again, in a poem called Life is Loss, he says, in the same antithetical vein as Chidiock Tichborne :-

For that I love I long, but that I lack ;

That others love I loathe, and that I have ;

All worldly freights to me are deadly wrack ;

Men present hap, I future hope do crave :

They, loving when they live, long life require ;

To live where best I love, death I desire.

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Speaking in the person of Mary Queen of Scots, he triumphs in the idea of death :-

A prince by birth, a prisoner by mishap,

From crown to cross, from throne to thrall I fell;

My right my ruth, my tutles wrought my trap,

My weal my woe, my worldly heaven my hell.

By death from prisoner to a prince enhanced,

From cross to crown, from thrall to throne again;

My ruth my right, my trap my style advanced

From woe to weal, from hell to heavenly reign.

Compared with the poems of later Roman Catholic writers, like Crashaw, Southwell's style is pure and simple. The foregoing extracts show how skilfully he adapted the poetical Euphuism of his day to the paradoxical character of his thought. Though Hall says of his poetry satirically,

Now good Saint Peter weeps pure Helicon,

And both the Maries make a music moan,

the unprejudiced reader will find in Southwell a mirror of genuine emotion, without any attempt at wit for wit's sake. The ardour of his imagination, as well as the glow of his religious faith, is felt in the following beautiful little poem, which Ben Jonson knew by heart :-

THE BURNING BABE

As I in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow,

Surprised I was with sudden heat, which made my heart to glow;

And lifting up a fearful eye, to view what fire was near,

A pretty babe all burning bright did in the air appear;

Who, scorchèd with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed,

As though His floods should quench His flames which His tears were fed;

"Alas!" quoth He, "but newly born in fiery heats I fry,

Yet none approach to warm their hearts, or feel my fire, but I!

My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns;

Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns;

The fuel Justice layeth on, and Mercy blows the coals;

The metal in this furnace wrought are men's defilèd souls,

For which as now on fire I am, to work them to their good,

So will I melt into a bath to wash them in My blood."

With this He vanished out of sight, and swiftly shrunk away,

And straight I called unto my mind that it was Christmas Day.

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The allegorical representation of spiritual emotion by means of material images, which appears in mediæval poetry as early as the Divine Comedy, and which crystal­lises itself in the isolated metaphors of Petrarch, is here exhibited in an admirably balanced form. In other of Southwell's poems the tendency to isolate single concetti, and to illustrate them by means of far-fetched imagery, is carried to excess. St. Peter's Complaint, for example, is a composition of 132 stanzas, each consisting of six lines, in which the Apostle is made to bewail his denial of his Master by extracting a moral reflection from every incident mentioned in the Gospel narrative of the Crucifixion. Thus the recorded fact that Peter warmed himself at the fire gives rise to this apostrophe :-

O hateful fire ! (ah ! that I ever saw it),

Too hard my heart was frozen for thy force ;

Far hotter flames it did require to thaw it,

Thy hell-resembling heat did freeze it worse.

O that I rather had congealed to ice,

Than bought thy warmth at such a damning price !

When it is written that Jesus turned to look on Peter, the poet writes of Christ's eyes :-

Sweet volumes, stored with learning fit for saints,

Where blissful quires imparadise their minds ;

Wherein eternal study never faints,

Still finding all, yet seeking all it finds :

How endless is your labyrinth of bliss,

Where to be lost the sweetest finding is !

Sometimes the discordia concors is produced by the con­junction round a single idea of a number of contrary images. Christ's bloody sweat, for example, is com­pared to

Fat soil, full spring, sweet olive, grape of bliss,

That yields, that streams, that pours, that dost distill,

Untilled, undrawn, unstamped, untouched of press,

Dear fruit, clear brooks, fair oil, sweet wine at will !

Thus Christ, unforced, prevents in shedding blood

The whips, the thorns, the nails, the spear, and rood.

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Very different in character and style is the "wit" of

John Davies of Hereford, who appears from contemporary

evidence to have been also a Roman Catholic.1 Born at

Hereford about 1565,2 he was educated, probably, at the

grammar school in that town. He seems not to have

been a member of an English university, though he

resided at Oxford, where it is likely that he exercised his

profession of writing-master, and wrote two sonnets in

praise of Magdalen College. Fuller bears testimony to his

pre-eminence in his own art, calling him "the greatest master

of the pen that England in her age beheld, whether for 'fast

writing,' 'fair writing,' 'close writing,' or 'various writing.'"3

Davies himself speaks of his "pen" as being his "plough,"4

meaning that it procured him his livelihood ; and he leads

us to suppose that it gave him the means of frequent and

familiar intercourse with the nobility.5 We may therefore

suppose that he passed his life quietly and in easy circum-

stances, enjoying the company (as we may gather from

his Wit's Pilgrimage (1610)) of the leading men of

letters in his time, such as Ben Jonson, Chapman, Browne,

and Sylvester. His other works are of a uniformly

religious character : Mirum in Modum (1602); Micro-

cosmos (1603); Humour's Heaven in Earth, with The

Triumph of Death (1605); Summa Totalis (1607); Holy

Roode (1609); Scourge of Folly (1610); Muses' Sacrifice,

or Divine Meditations (1612). He died in 1618, and was

buried at St. Dunstan's in the West.

Davies's work shows none of the genius and originality

of Southwell's. He has two main originals—his namesake,

Sir John Davies, author of Nosce Teipsum, and Sylvester,

the translator of Du Bartas. From the former he obtained

the suggestion for Mirum in Modum, a long theological

discourse on the nature of the soul, written in rhyming

stanzas, arranged on the model of the Spenser stanza,

1 Statement of Arthur Wilson. See Peck's Desiderata Curiosa, p. 461.

2 Davies's age is determined by his marriage license in the Bishop of

London's office, dated June 1613, in which he is said to be "about 48."

3 Worthies (1672), Herefordshire, p. 40. 4 Microcosmos.

5 Funeral Elegy on Mrs. Anne Dutton: "Oft have I been embosomed

with Lords."

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with a decasyllabic, instead of an Alexandrine, verse for

the close. Summa Totalis, a philosophic poem on the

nature of God, is also inspired from the same source.

On the other hand, Microcosmos, a long rambling medita-

tion on the world in general, evidently owes its being to

Sylvester's Holy Weeks; and the same may be said of

The Holy Roode and The Muses' Sacrifice; while in Wit's

Pilgrimage and The Scourge of Folly he uses the satiric

and epigrammatic vein which, after being worked by

Harington and Davies, had been further developed by

Ben Jonson.

Davies of Hereford possesses neither the strong

reasoning power of the author of Nosce Teipsum, nor the

ingenious fancy of Sylvester; but like the latter he

cultivates the habit of flitting in bee-like fashion from one

conceit to another, and of perpetually playing upon words.

Here, for example, is the opening of Mirum in Modum :-

Wit yield me words ; Wit's words Wisdom bewray;

My soul, infuse thyself int' saws divine.

The froth of Wit, O Wisdom, scum away ;

Powder these lines with thy preserving brine ;

Refresh their saltness, salt their freshness fine,

That Wit's sweet words of Wisdom's salt may taste ;

Which can from crude conceit corruption stay,

And make the same eternally to last,

Though in oblivion be buried ay

The scum of Wit, the witty scum's repast,

Which, like light scum, with those lewd scums doth waste.

The following passage from Summa Totalis, describ-

ing the omnipresence of God, when compared with the

close reasoning in verse of Nosce Teipsum, will suggest to

the reader the difference in the mental calibre of the two

poets :-

If so, then so he must be everywhere,

He is, and is not so : but sith this strain

May strain my wit, I will the same forbear,

While greater clerks about it beat their brain :

For Life or Death's life-blood lies in this vein.

From questions of this kind (sith questionless

They endless seem) I willingly refrain,

And seek a Power expressless to express,

That is to show what God I do profess.

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Many autobiographical touches in his poems recall the

quaint digressions of Sylvester. For example, in

Microcosmos :-

Enough, my Muse, of that, which ne'er enough

Can well be said, and let me (restless) rest :

For I must ply my pen which is my plough,

Sith my life's sun is almost in the west,

And I provided yet but for unrest :

Time flies away, these numbers number time,

But goods they number not : for their int'rest

Is nought but air, which, though to heaven it climb,

Is but mere vapour rising but from slime.

Yet he has his happy moments, as may be seen in this

sonnet taken from The Muses' Sacrifice, which will show,

by comparison with the extracts given from Southwell,

the elemental identity, in the midst of all their structural

variety, of the different styles of theological wit :-

As in the sacrifices of the Law

There was an Altar, Priest, Host, Fire, and Wood :

So this to that in likeness near doth draw,

And wants but Holy Fire to make it good.

The Altar is my Hope ; the Host my Heart ;

The Priest my Faith ; my Love the Fuel is :

All these, O Lord, are ready, but the art

To fire the Fuel wants : then do Thou this !

I am but passive in this holy Act,

Thou the sole Agent : yet O make me fit

To work with Thee together in this Fact

With all the forces of my Will and Wit !

And sith, dear Lord, all things so ready be,

Give Fire to sacrifice my Heart to Thee.

The course of theological wit having passed from the

purely lyrical vein of Southwell to the didactic and epi-

grammatic style of Davies of Hereford, Phineas and

Giles Fletcher found for it a new channel, by using, in

Spenser's manner, the pastoral eclogue and the allegorical

epic as vehicles for school divinity. A complete union

was effected by these poets between the classical mythology

revived by the Renaissance and the dogmatic theology

of the Middle Ages, in a style closely imitated from the

diction of Ovid and Virgil.

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The nursery of their school of wit was the University

of Cambridge. Cambridge was the chief home and rally-

ing-point for the Calvinistic divines, who, after fleeing

from the country during the Marian persecutions, returned

on the accession of Elizabeth with imaginations full of

the religious and political ideas they had acquired during

their residence in Geneva. The opinions of the party

were represented in the most extreme form by Cartwright,

Margaret Professor of Divinity, whose semi-republican

and anti-episcopal principles became the logical starting-

point for the still more violent faction famous under the

name of Martin Mar-prelate. A milder and more

tolerant body of opinion was represented by Grindal, of

Pembroke College, afterwards Archbishop of Canterbury,

who, by dealing over-tenderly with the Puritan Non-

conformists, was brought into disgrace with Elizabeth.

Among the Cambridge followers of Grindal were Gabriel

Harvey and his pupil Spenser, both members of Pembroke

College, together with other Cambridge men, who blended

an ardent attachment to the doctrines of the theological

Reformers, and a patriotic antipathy to the claims of the

Papacy, with the vague Platonism then cultivated with

enthusiasm by all European Humanists. Out of this

curious mixture of Protestant doctrine and pagan philoso-

phy arose the tradition which reached its final artistic

goal in Paradise Lost and Paradise Regained.

Phineas and Giles Fletcher may be said to belong

to the Cambridge school of theological wit by family

descent. Their grandfather was Richard Fletcher, who

(according to his epitaph) suffered hardships during the

reign was appointed Vicar of Cranbrook in Kent.

His eldest son, Richard, was made Bishop, first of Bristol,

afterwards of London, and as a divine stood high in the

favour of Elizabeth. He was the father of John Fletcher

the dramatist. Of Giles Fletcher, second son of the Vicar

of Cranbrook, interesting glimpses, veiled under pastoral

images, are given in the Piscatory Eclogues of Phineas

Fletcher, who calls his father Thelgon. Educated at

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Eton, and afterwards at King's College, Cambridge, Giles

made for himself an academical reputation as a poet and

scholar by some eclogues in Latin verse (an art which

was then in its infancy at the University), celebrating the

history of the colleges on the banks of the Cam. It

appears that, as a reward for these poetical compliments,

he obtained preferment at Cambridge,1 while the fame

of his abilities induced some statesman of influence to

bring him to Court.2 Here the Queen employed him on

several diplomatic errands, first to Germany, then to

Russia, and finally to Scotland. Unfortunately the

transfer of his allegiance from College to Court did not

prove so much to his advantage as he had hoped. After

engaging in the service of the State, he seems to have lost

his appointment at Cambridge. Under the circumstances

there is nothing in this to cause surprise, but Phineas, his

son, speaking poetically, in the persons both of Thelgon

and Thirsil, made it the starting-point for a series of

complaints against the injustice of their University.3 Nor

was Giles recompensed at Court according to the value

which he himself set on his services. The Queen's

ambassador, under whom he served in Scotland, promised

1 In the first Piscatory Eclogue, Thelgon (Giles Fletcher, the elder), after

enumerating his poetical compositions, is made to say of Chamus, the genius

of the University :-

The while his goodly nymphs, with song delighted,

My notes with choicest flowers and garlands sweet requited.

Thirsil (Phineas Fletcher), however, in the second Eclogue shows that

Thelgon received something more than an honorary reward :-

To him the River gives a costly boat,

That on his waters he might safely float,

The song's reward.

2 Thelgon says in the first Eclogue :-

From thence a shepherd great, pleased with my song,

Drew me to Basilissa's courtly place.

3 Speaking of Chamus' treatment of Thelgon, Thirsil says in the second

Eclogue :-

Scarce of the boat he yet was full possest,

When, with a mind more changing than his wave,

Again bequeathed it to a wandering guest,

Whom then he only saw.

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him some valuable preferment which never came ;1 though

he was not left altogether neglected, for in 1596 he was

made Master of Requests, and in 1597 his name appears

as Treasurer of St. Paul's. Meantime he seems to have

turned his thoughts again towards Cambridge, and (if

Phineas may be trusted) actually repurchased his old

appointment, only to be again deprived of it by an

academical "job."2 No doubt his feelings of resentment

were embittered by pecuniary difficulties. In 1580 he

had married Joan Sheaf, the daughter of a Kentish clothier,

by whom he had several children. Besides the care of

his own family, the charge of many nephews and nieces

was thrown upon him in 1596, when his brother Richard

died, leaving his family without any provision. Giles,

who had become security to the Exchequer for a debt of

his brother for first-fruits and tenths, was forced to sell

the office he held, and, the proceeds of this being insuf

ficient, was thrown into prison. He seems also in 1600

to have been out of favour politically, through his connec-

tion with the Earl of Essex.3 Nevertheless he obtained

fresh diplomatic employment, being appointed in 1610

negotiator of a commercial treaty with Denmark, on

behalf of the Company of Eastland Merchants. This is

1 Thelgon calls the ambassador Amyntas, and says in the fi$t Eclogue '—

Yet once he said—which I, then fool, believed—

(The words of it, and Damon, witness be)

When in fair Albion's fields he first arrived :

" When I forget true Thelgon's love to me,

The love which ne'er my certain hope deceived,

The wavering sea shall stand and rocks remove."

He said, and I believed ; so credulous is love !

2 After enumerating all Thelgon's political services, Thirsil says in the

second Eclogue :—

Yet little thank and less reward he got :

He never learned to sooth the itching ear :

One day (as chanced) he spied that painted boat

Which once was his ; though his of right it were,

He bought it now again, and bought it dear ;

But Cham to Gripus gave it once again,

Gripus, the basest and most dunghill swain

That ever drew a net or fished in fruitful main.

All this need not be taken very seriously. Thelgon may only have been dis-

appointed in the result of a university or college election.

3 Grosart's edition of Phineas Fletcher's poems, vol. i. pp. lvii-lviii.

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the last recorded event in his life: he died in February

1610-11. Besides the Latin verses before spoken of, he

was the author of a volume of sonnets, entitled Licia,

written in the Petrarcan vein rendered fashionable for the

time by the practice of Sidney, Watson, Constable, and

other Euphuistic poets. He wrote also a historical poem

on the usurpation of Richard III. He may therefore

fairly be said to have laid the foundation of the family

genius for poetry, which his sons and his nephew after-

wards raised into eminence.1

His children were left in straitened circumstances.

In his Father's Testament, Phineas Fletcher says to his

own children: “The great legacy which I desire to confer

upon you is that which my dying father bequeathed unto

me, and from him (through God's grace) descended upon

me ; whose last and parting words were these: ‘My sons,

had I followed the course of this world and taken bribes,

I might (haply) have made you rich : but now must leave

you nothing but your education, which (I bless God) is

such as I am well assured you choose rather that I should

die in peace than yourselves live in plenty.'” Of these sons,

Phineas, the elder, was born in 1582, and, like his father,

was educated first at Eton, and afterwards at King's

College, Cambridge. He was admitted into King's

College in the Michaelmas term 1600, became B.A. in

1604, and M.A. in 1608. His name does not appear in

the college books after 1616, and from his Piscatory

Eclogues it appears that he left Cambridge in consequence

of having, like his father before him, lost the emoluments

(perhaps a fellowship) which he had hitherto enjoyed.2

1 In some verses prefixed to The Purple Island, W. Benlowes says :-

For thou art poet born ; who know thee know it,

Thy brother, sire, thy very name's a poet.

2 Thomalin, having asked Thirsil why the latter is removing “his boat and

mind ” from Chamus, the latter replies :-

The Muses me forsake, not I the Muses.

Thomalin, thou know'st how I them honoured ever :

Not I my Cham, but me proud Cham refuses ;

His froward spite my strong affections sever ;

Else from his banks could I have parted never.

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Being in want of employment, he applied to Thomas Murray, tutor of Charles, Prince of Wales, sending to the former a copy of his Latin poem Locustæ, together with some verses addressed to the Prince himself. His epistle to Murray must have been written later than 1614, the year in which Prince Henry died, but Locustæ—which may have been accompanied by The Apollyonists, its English equivalent—was, by the poet's own avowal, the work of an earlier period, having been no doubt conceived while the Gunpowder Plot was still fresh in men's memory.1 We may assume that Murray listened to his appeal, and that, through his influence, Fletcher was—about the year 1616—appointed domestic chaplain to Sir Henry Willoughby.2 From his new patron he obtained, in 1621, the living of Hilgay in Norfolk, of which parish he certainly remained Rector till 1648. As there is no record of his burial in the place, and as another person was admitted "Minister" there in 1650 by a Parliamentary Committee, it is a not unreasonable inference that Fletcher was among the clergy ejected from their livings under the Long Parliament. He died not later than 1650, in which year his will was proved.

No considerable poem written by Phineas Fletcher is known to have been published before 1627, in which year appeared Locustæ and The Apollyonists. These were

His stubborn hands my net have broken quite,

My fish, the guerdon of my toil and pain,

He causeless seized, and, with ungrateful spite,

Bestowed upon a less deserving swain.

Second Piscatory Eclogue.

1 "The verses," he tells Murray, "are indeed ill-turned, nor have they been returned to the anvil, and they were composed among distractions of business unfavourable to the Muses." The concluding address to Chaales I. in The Apollyonists must of course have been written to fit the circumstances of the year when the poem was published.

2 In dedicating his Way of Blessedness (1621) to Sir H. Willoughby, Fletcher says: "Most worthy Patron, I have been bold to entitle you and your worthy Lady to this labour, not only in remembrance of your much love and my long courteous entertainment in your house (such as I never saw any gentleman give unto their Minister): or that first I initiated my weak ministry in your family and hamlet: but especially because I acknowledge myself and whatsoever is mine yours in the Lord Jesus Christ." The interval between his leaving Cambridge and his appointment to Hilgay would thus seem to be accounted for.

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followed, in 1631, by a piscatory comedy which had been acted many years before in the University of Cambridge ;

last of all came, in 1633, what appears to have been the earliest of his compositions, The Purple Island. No better

reason for this tardiness of publication is assigned than the severity of the poet's own judgment on his youthful

work 1. If Fletcher was sincere in his reluctance to give the world a moral poem like The Purple Island, this

would be a strong argument against his being the author of the amorous Britain's Ida—published anonymously in

1628—which has, however, been assigned to him on what is certainly strong internal evidence, and which (if

his) must have been the work of his young days at Cambridge.2

Giles Fletcher, Phineas's younger brother, was not restrained by any scruples of false modesty in making

an early appearance as an author. The date of his birth indeed cannot be exactly ascertained, though the

place of it is known to have been London. He was admitted as a scholar in Trinity College, Cambridge,

from Westminster School, in 1605, and, as he is not likely to have been more than 18 at that time, he can

hardly have been born before 1587. While still at school he had given proof of his poetical powers in

some verses written to commemorate the death of Elizabeth, which were published in 1603, with others

composed by his brother Phineas, in a volume entitled

1 In his dedication of The Purple Island to Edward Benlowes, Fletcher speaks of "these raw essays of my very unripe years and almost childhood."

"How unseasonable," he continues, "are blossoms in autumn (unless perhaps in this age when there are more flowers than fruit) : I am entering upon my winter, and yet these blooms of my first spring must now show themselves to our ripe wits, which certainly will give them no other entertainment but derision." And W. Benlowes, in his praise of the poem, says :-

How many barren wits would gladly own,

How few o' the pregnantest own such another?

Thou father art, yet blushest to be known,

And though 't may call the best of Muses mother,

Yet thy severer judgment would it smother.

2 For the evidence as to the authorship of Britain's Ida, see Grosart's edition of Phineas Fletcher's Works (Letter to Sir J. D. Coleridge).

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Sorrow's Joy. As the production of a boy of 16 or 17,

this "memorial canto" was remarkable, and it perhaps

brought the poet to the notice of Dr. Nevile, Dean of

Canterbury and Master of Trinity, to whom, in his

dedication of Christ's Death and Victory, Giles acknow-

ledges that he owes his scholarship. The latter poem

was published in 1610, and is Giles's only monument in

verse. In 1612 he edited the remains of Nathaniel

Pownall—probably his cousin—a young Oxford scholar,

who then enjoyed a considerable reputation both as a

divine and a linguist. Giles was afterwards appointed,

perhaps on the recommendation of Bacon, to the living

of Alderton in Suffolk, which remote parish, if Fuller

is to be believed, showed little appreciation of the genius

of its learned Rector, and where his life was shortened

by his uncongenial surroundings.1 He died in 1623.

The two Fletchers were evidently united by a strong

fraternal affection, which reveals itsclf, not only in their

mutual allusions to each other's work, but also in their

common poetical aim. Both educated in the same

university, they were equally inspired by the Cambridge

genius. Their poetical object was to embody the

spirit of Calvinistic theology in the allegorical forms of

the Middle Ages, combined with the framework and

diction of Latin epic or bucolic verse.

Their artistic merits have been very variously judged.

Campbell and other critics, following the eighteenth-cen-

tury canon of taste, have disparaged them as second-rate

copyists of Spenser.2 In our own day they have been

exalted, by a natural reaction, but with a tendency to

exaggeration, as the forerunners and masters of Milton.3

The true proportion of their genius and their place in

our literature may be more justly determined, if we regard

them as forming the middle and connecting stage in

the progress of English poetry from one of these great

writers to the other.

1 Fuller, Worthies (1811), vol. 11. p. 82.

2 Lives of the Poets (1848), p. 178.

3 See Grosart's edition of P. Fletcher's Works, vol. i. pp. clxi-ccclxiii.

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Spenser's genius is inspired almost exclusively by the

Middle Ages. The chivalrous matter of his poems is

mediæval : so is his allegorical spirit : so is his quasi-

archaic diction. Enthusiastic admirer of the classics as

he is, all that he really draws from them is a frequent

allusion to the tales of Greek mythology, and a certain

concinnity in the metrical combination of words and

phrases, which he imitates from the style of the Latin

poets. The structure of his composition is in every

sense of the word "romantic."

The Fletchers are almost as mediæval in spirit as

Spenser. Like him they make their starting-point in the

scholastic and allegorical interpretation of Nature : their

theological matter, for all its Calvinistic dress, is essenti-

ally the same as had been taught in the schools of

Christian divinity since the time of Augustine. But in

the form of their poetry they show themselves far

more open than their master to the influence of the

classical Renaissance. While Spenser founds himself

primarily on the example of Ariosto, I doubt if an allusion

to the Orlando Furioso occurs in the works of either

Fletcher. Giles, as we have seen, looks, for the models

and precedents of his epic style, to the Christian suc-

cessors of Virgil : he copies Prudentius and Sedulius, and

announces, like any Latin epic poet, the subject of his

song. Phineas, while expressing his love and admiration

for Spenser, goes back for his pastoral and epic forms to

Virgil. He says of his style :-

Two shepherds most I love with just adoring,

That Mantuan swain, who changed his slender reed

To trumpet's martial voice and war's loud roaring,

From Corydon to Turnus' derring-deed;

And next our home-bred Colin's sweetest firing;

Their steps not following close, but far admiring;

To lackey one of these is all my pride's aspiring.

But though they thus deliberately employed a

pastoral-epic form, the real poetical motive of the

Fletchers was didactic, descriptive, epigrammatic, rather

than narrative. True children of their age, they were

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alive to all the influences expressed in the word "wit,"

and they perceived that the dogmas of theology offered

to the imagination a wide field for the development of

the poetical resources of Christian paradox. Giles in

particular turned his attention in this direction: Phineas

Davies in Nosce Teipsum; in both of their epics the

theological or scientific motive modifies the structure of

the action, and determines the character of the diction.

Christ's Death and Victory is professedly an epic

narrative of the supernatural events on which is founded

the Christian philosophy of human nature. The poet

sets forth his subject in the classical epic style as follows:-

The birth of Him that no beginning knew,

Yet gives beginning to all that are born ;

And how the Infinite far greater grew ;

By growing less, and how the rising Morn

That shot from Heaven, did back to Heaven return :

The obsequies of Him that could not die ;

And death of life ; and of eternity ;

How worthily He died that died unworthily ;

How God and Man did both embrace each other;

Met in one Person Heaven and Earth did kiss ;

And how a Virgin did become a Mother,

And bore that Son who the world's Father is

And Maker of His Mother ; and how bliss

Descended from the bosom of the High,

To clothe Himself in naked misery,

Sailing at length to Heaven and Earth triumphantly ;

Is the first flame wherewith my whiter Muse

Doth burn in heavenly love such love to tell.

It is to be observed that Giles Fletcher does not deal

with all the subjects he here enumerates. His poem is

divided into four parts: the action of the first, Christ's

Victory in Heaven, begins towards the close of Christ's

actual life on earth, so that all the facts mentioned in the

second of the above stanzas are presupposed ; Christ's

Victory on Earth is a fanciful version of the incidents of

the Temptation ; Christ's Triumph over Death relates (as

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far as it can be called narrative at all) the Saviour's

Crucifixion and Burial; Christ's Triumph after Death is

a description of the Resurrection and Ascension. The

events recorded are real, not allegorical, though in the

"machinery" of the poem frequent use is made of the

usual accompaniment of allegory, abstract impersonation.

The tendency of the poet's genius is sufficiently dis-

closed in the opening verses just cited, and it is

maintained throughout the poem, almost every stanza

of which is devoted to the elaboration of some para-

doxical conceit. Having allowed his imagination to

settle on an idea, Giles turns it all round to see of how

many varieties of expression it is capable; how the

contrasts of thought can be rendered most striking; how

the antitheses of phrase can be most effectively arranged;

and when the particular vein has been exhausted, he

makes a fresh start in another direction, and exhausts, on

similar principles, a fresh batch of refinements. The

following succession of stanzas will give the reader a

good idea of his so-called epic style:-

Whoever saw Honour before ashamed;

Afflicted Majesty; debasèd Height;

Innocence guilty; Honesty defamed;

Liberty bound; Health sick; the Sun in night?

Our night is day, our sickness Health is grown,

Our shame is veiled: this now remains alone

For us: since He was ours that we be not our own.

Night was ordained for rest, and not for pain,

But they, to pain their Lord, their rest contemn;

Good laws to save what bad men would have slain,

And not bad judges, with one breath, by them

The innocent to pardon, and condemn:

Death for revenge of murderers, not decay

Of guiltless blood: but now all headlong sway,

Man's murderer to save, man's Saviour to slay.

Frail multitude! whose giddy law is list,

And best applause is windy flattering,

Most like the breath of what it doth consist

No sooner blown, but as soon vanishing,

As much desired as little profiting;

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That makes the men that have it oft as light

As those that give it ; which the proud invite

And fear ; the bad man's friend, the good man's hypocrite

It was but now their sounding clamours sung,

" Blessed is He that comes from the Most High !"

And all the mountains with "Hosanna !" rung ;

And now, "Away with him, away !" they cry,

And nothing can be heard but "Crucify !"

It was but now the crown itself they save,

And golden name of King unto Him gave,

And now, no king, but only Cæsar they will have.

It was but now they gathered blooming May,

And of his arms disrobed the branching tree,

To strow with boughs and blossoms all the way ;

And now the branchless trunk a cross for Thee,

And May dismayed a coronet must be ·

It was but now they were so kind to throw

Their own best garments where Thy feet should go,

And now Thy self they strip, and bleeding wounds they show 1

Proceeding on the same principle, though in a different manner, Phineas Fletcher conceived allegorically the structure of The Purple Island. This poem is occupied almost entirely with a physiological and psychological account of man's nature. It consists of twelve books, ten of which are taken up with description ; that is to say, in describing, through the narrative of the shepherd Thirsil, the construction of the human body, allegorised under the configuration of an island, and the faculties of the mind, impersonated as moral abstractions. The entire action of the poem—if any action it can be said to have—is crowded into a few stanzas in the last two books. Phineas is not less strongly attracted than his brother by the fascinations of wit, but, since he has not got his subject ready provided for him, and has mainly to make his own roads, he leaves paradoxes of idea, and devotes all his attention to the elaboration of paradoxical imagery. It is his object to find out striking and novel resemblances between the anatomy of the body and the natural features of an island ; hence his genius shines most in his painting, and

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his method is simply to pass on from one part of the body to another, conveying to the reader a scientific idea of its constitution by means of an elaborate picture of each thing to which it is likened. An idea of his manner may be given by taking the following scientific footnotes describing the organisation of the heart, and comparing them with his translation of the facts into poetical diction :--

Though the heart be an entire body, yet it is severed into two partitions, the right and left ; of which the left is the more excellent and noble :

The city's self's in two partitions reft,

That on the right, this on the other side :

The right—made tributary to the left--

Brings in his pension at his certain tide,

A pension of liquors strangely wrought ;

Which first by Hepar's streams are hither brought,

And here distilled with art beyond or words or thought.

Two skinny additions (from their likeness called the ears) receive the one the thicker blood (that called the right), the other (called the left) takes in the air sent by the lungs :

At each hand of the left two streets stand by,

Of several stuff and several working framed

With hundred crooks and deep-wrought cavity :

Both like the ears in form, and so are named.

I' the right hand street the tribute liquor sitteth :

The left forced air into his concave getteth,

Which subtle wrought and thin for future workmen fitteth.

The left side of the heart takes in the air and blood ; and concocting them both in his hollow bosom, sends them out by the great artery into the whole body :

The city's left side—by some hid direction

Of this thin air and of that right side's rent,

Compound together—makes a strange confection,

And in one vessel, both together meynt,1

Stills2 them with equal never-quenchèd firing ;

Then in small streams, through all the Island wiring,

Sends into every part both heat and life inspiring.3

The position of the Fletcher's, then, in English poetry

1 Mixed. 2 Distils. 3 Purple Island, canto iv. st. 18, 20, 21.

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may be summed up by saying that the main character of

their work is determined by the spirit of theological or

reflective wit prevailing in their own age; that for the

elements of their style they are indebted to the great

founder of the Cambridge school, from whom they borrow

the pastoral imagery of The Shepherd's Calendar, together

with the moral allegory and the abstract impersonations

of The Faery Queen; and that, in their adoption of the

forms of Latin epic poetry and in the Latinism of their

diction, they anticipate Milton. But the poetry of both

lacks the spirit of action, which animates, allegorically, the

romantic epic of The Faery Queen, and, directly, the classic

epic of Paradise Lost.

In the case of Phineas Fletcher, the action of The

Purple Island, compared with that of The Faery Queen,

exhibits a classic simplicity of form: the narrative (such

as it is) proceeds regularly from point to point, and has a

beginning, middle, and end. The descriptive details are

often closely imitated from Spenser, but, in consequence

of the steady gaze which Phineas fixes on his moral end,

his pictorial style has far less vivacity than his master's,

whose rich and versatile fancy carries him discursively

from one romantic situation to another, with little regard

to the unity of the action as a whole. Take, for ex-

ample, the impersonation of Gluttony in The Purple

Island, where Fletcher has evidently had before him the

following description of Spenser in the Masque of the

Seven Deadly Sins:-

And by his side rode loathsome Gluttony,

Deform'd creature, on a filthy swine,

His belly was up-blown with luxury,

And eke with fatness swollen were his eyne :

And like a crane his neck was long and fine,

With which he swallowed up excessive feast,

For want whereof poor people oft did pine;

And all the way, most like a brutish beast,

He spued up his gorge, that all him did detest.

In green vine-leaves he was right fitly clad,

For other clothes he could not wear for heat,

And on his head an ivy garland had,

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From under which fast trickled down the sweat.

Still as he rode, he somewhat still did eat.

And in his hand did bear a bouzing can,

Of which he sipped so oft that on his seat

His drunken corse he scarce upholden can :

In shape and life more like a monster than a man.

Unfit he was for any worldly thing,

And eke unhable once to stir or go,

Not meet to be of counsel to a king ;

Whose mind in meat and drink was drownèd so,

That from his friend he seldom knew his foe :

Full of diseases was his carcase blew,

And a dry dropsy through his flesh did flow,

Which by misdiet daily greater grew.

Such one was Gluttony, the second of that crew.1

Phineas Fletcher writes :--

With Methos Gluttony, his guttling brother,

Twin parallels, drawn from the self-same line,

So foully like was either to the other,

And both most like a monstrous-paunched swine.

His life was either a continued feast,

Whose surfeits upon surfeits him oppressed,

Or heavy sleep, that helps so great a load digest.

Meantime his soul, weighed down with muddy chains,

Can neither work nor move in captive bands ;

But dulled in vaporous fogs all careless reigns,

Or rather serves strong appetite's commands .

That when he now was gorged with crammed down store,

And porter, wanting room, had shut the door,

The glutton signed that he could gourmandise no more.

His crane-like neck was long, unlaced ; his breast,

His gouty limbs, like to a circle round,

As broad as long ; and for his spear in rest,

Oft with his staff he beats the yielding ground ;

Wherewith his hands did help his feet to bear,

Else would they ill so huge a burden steer :

His clothes were all of leaves ; no armour could he wear.

Only a target light upon his arm

He careless bore, on which old Gryll was drawn,

Transformed into a hog with cunning charm,

In head, and paunch, and soul itself a brawn :

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Half drowned within, without, yet still did hunt

In his deep trough for swill, as he was wont,

Cased all in loathsome mire : no word, Gryll could but grunt.1

Spenser's impersonation is introduced episodically.

As regards its necessary relation to the action and moral

of the poem, it is not presumptuous to say that it might

have been inserted with equal propriety in almost any

other place of the first or second books of The Faery Queen.

But, taking it as a detail, nothing can surpass the strength,

the vivacity, and the brilliancy of the painting. Every-

thing is of a piece: the external presentation of the

abstract figure exactly symbolises the spiritual character

of the vice. Fletcher perceived the absence of unity in

Spenser's design, and, while admiring the splendour of his

ornaments, thought to reproduce them in a more artistic

form. There is indeed more unity in The Purple Island

than in The Faery Queen: the figure of Gluttony takes his

proper place as one of the warriors of the fleshly host who

are warring against the Prince of the Island, and the

moral purpose of the abstraction is clearly marked. But

there is an almost entire absence of warlike action in

the poem; and the necessity of presenting Gluttony as a

warrior, while Spenser describes him as unable to wear

clothes, indicates the comparatively mechanical character

of Fletcher's invention. Though he has evidently studied

Spenser's manner with great care, he is far from rivalling

him in the richness and glow of his poetical colours.

Moreover, his impersonations want the relief that is

afforded by the discursive method of Spenser's romantic

narrative: he goes on describing one allegorical figure

after another, until all distinction of moral significance,

as well as all picturesqueness of composition, is lost on his

crowded canvas.

Giles's impersonations suffer from a different fault.

He mixes his abstractions with real personages. In

Christ's Victory on Earth the Tempter guides the Saviour

to the Cave of Despair (who is described, with all Spenser's

minuteness, as if he were a real being), with the intention

1 Purple Island, canto vii. st. 80-83.

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of making Him pass the night in it: he afterwards brings

Him to the Gardens of Vain-Glory, which are painted like

those of Armida or Adonis. On the other hand, with an

astonishing want of judgment, he gives way to his talent

for description so far as to depict, with the luxuriance of

Marino, the person of the Redeemer :-

His cheeks as snowy apples, soft in wine,

Had their red roses quencht with lilies white,

And like to garden strawberries did shine,

Washt in a bowl of milk, or rosebuds bright,

Unbosoming their breasts against the light.

Here love-sick souls did eat, there drank, and made

Sweet-smelling posies that could never fade.1

These artistic defects in the work of the Fletchers are

traceable to two causes; one, the attempt to reconcile

theological dogma with the incongruous external forms of

classical poetry, in the conception of the subject ; the

other, the prevailing influence of “wit”—that is to say,

the passion for novelty and paradox—in the manner of

expressing the conception. Both tendencies combined are

extremely visible in the opening of The Purple Island.

Here Phineas Fletcher, like Virgil in the Georgics, complains

in the first place of the exhaustion of poetical matter :-

Tell me, ye Muses, what our father ages

Have left succeeding times to play upon :

What now remains, unthought on by those sages,

Where a new Muse may try her pinion :

and after beginning his poem with the following invocation—

Great Prince of Shepherds, thou who late didst deign

To lodge Thyself within this wretched breast,

—Most wretched breast such guest to entertain,

Yet O most happy lodge in such a guest !—

Thou, first and last, inspire Thy sacred skill ;

Guide Thou my hand, grace Thou my artless quill ;

So shall I first begin, so last shall end Thy will—

he defines his subject :-

Hark, then, ah hark, you gentle shepherd crew !

An isle I fain would sing, an island fair,

1 Christ's Victory on Earth, st. 11.

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A place too seldom viewed, yet still in view,

Near as ourselves, yet farthest from our care,

Which we by leaving find, by seeking lost;

A foreign home, a strange though native coast,

Most obvious to all, yet most unknown to most.1

Essentially, therefore, Phíneas's subject is the same as

that treated with so much classical simplicity in Davies's

Nosce Teipsum :—

We that acquaint ourselves with every zone,

And pass both Tropics and behold the Poles,

When we come home are to ourselves unknown,

And unacquainted still with our own souls.

But whereas Davies's treatment of his theme is purely

didactic and philosophical, Fletcher, starting from a theo-

logical basis, uses epical and allegorical forms for the

purpose of decorating his moral. Davics accounts thus

for the conflict between Wit (the Understanding) and the

Will :—

And as this Wit should goodness truly know,

We have a Will which that true good should choose,

Though Will do oft (when Wit false forms doth show),

Take ill for good and good for ill refuse.

Fletcher, on the contrary, allegorises the story of man's

Fall. He makes Voletta (the impersonation of Will) the

wife of Intellect, who is the Viceroy of the Almighty in

the Purple Island :—

But (ah !), enticed by her own worth and pride,

She stained her beauty with most loathsome spot,

Her Lord's fixed law and spouse's light denied,

And now all dark is their first morning ray :

What verse might then their former light display,

Where yet their darkest night outshines the brightest day ?2

There is, of course, no reason why the consequences of

the Fall should not be related in poetry either allegori-

cally, as Bunyan related them in his Holy War, or

historically, as Milton related them in Paradise Lost; but

it is evident that, in either case, if they be treated in

epical form, the laws of epical and not of didactic poetry

1 Purple Island, canto i. st. 9, 33, 34.

2 Ibid. canto vi. st. 60.

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must be observed : whereas, from what has been already said, the reader will observe that, in the conception of Phineas Fletcher, the requirements of poetical action are subordinated to the fascinations of theological wit. Enough has been said of the structure of Christ's Death and Victory to show that the same false principle prevailed over the judgment of his brother.

As regards their poetical diction, Phineas and Giles seem to have worked on a concerted system. The metres they employ are, as far as I know, peculiar to themselves. They consist of either the first quatrain of Spenser, the first five lines of the royal stanza, or the first six lines of the ottava rima, closed with a rhyming triplet of which the last verse is an Alexandrine. Within these last three lines is generally compressed the point of the epigram at which they almost always aim. Giles Fletcher had as strong a passion for coining new words as any member of the French Pleiád. He models himself on Spenser, but he discards most of the archaic inflections of his master ; on the other hand, he resorts freely to the Latin vocabulary or to old English for the enrichment of his native tongue. The following words and phrases—very few of which have taken root in the language—occur in the various parts of Christ's Death and Victory :-Congies (Victory on Earth, st. 4) ; Befreckeked (V.O.E., 7) ; Spangelets (V.O.E., 10) ; Jets (V.O.E., 13) ; Moduled (V.O.E., 18) ; Peccant (V.O.E., 21) ; Elonging (V.O.E., 24) ; Craples (V.O.E., 28) ; A sprinkle (i.e. a rose of a watering-pot ; V.O.E., 32) ; Aggrate (V.O.E., 39) ; Depastured (V.O.E., 40) ; Eblazed (V.O.E., 41) ; Empurpúled, Graping (V.O.E., 45) ; Inhumed (V.O.E., 52) ; Spumy (V.O.E., 54) ; Orbicles (V.O.E., 59) ; Rutty Jordan (Triumph over Death, 2) ; Punctuals (T.O.D., 12) ; Tumorous (T.O.D., 24) ; Disentrail (T.O.D., 35) ; Debellished (T.O.D., 59) ; Bragg Lamb (Triumph after Death, 1) ; Engladded, Eblazon (T.A.D., 2) ; Flit air (T.A.D., 6) ; Heried (T.A.D., 11) ; Disparagon (T.A.D., 25) ; Depured (T.A.D., 28) ; Militants (T.A.D., 30) ; Indeficient (T.A.D., 37) ; Beaupere (T.A.D., 42) ;

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Emparadiscd (T.A.D., 44); Bclamours (T.A.D., 48); Entreasured (Victory in Heaven, 4); Moory slough (V.I.H., 9); Scoals (V.I.H., 10); Kerchered head (V.I.H., 12), Roaguing (V.I.H., 14); Y-draded (V.I.H., 40); Elamping (V.I.H., 41); Dishadowed (V.I.H. 42); Deprostrate (V.I.H., 43); Indeflourishing Belgards (V.I.H., 46); Discoloured (i.e. two-coloured) plumcs (V.I.H., 47); Vive mirror (V.I.H., 52); Limber mould (V.I.H., 57); Distained (V.I.H., 58); Infuneral (V.I.H., 66); Infanted (V.I.H., 80); Drieth (drouth) (V.I.H., 81); Kingly sophies (V.I.H., 82); Flaskets (V.I.H., 85)

Phineas has comparatively little of this new coinage; his language by the side of his brother's appears pure and simple. Inventing his own allegory, he suffers less from the temptation to contort thought and diction. But like Giles, when he is on theological ground, he has recourse to the arts of epigrammatic contrast and verbal antithesis. Here, for example, is a description of hell :-

Prayers there are idle, death is wooed in vain; In midst of death poor wretches long to die; Night, without day or rest, still doubling pain; Woes spending still, yet still their end less nigh; The soul there restless, helpless, hopeless lies, The body frying roars, and roaring fries; There's life that never lives, there's death that never dies.1

His Piscatory Eclogues abound in verbal conceits. For example :-

Her face two colours pant; the first a flame (Yet she all cold), a flame in rosy dye, Which sweetly blushes, like the morning's shame: The second snow, such as on Alps doth lie, Yet safely there the sun doth bold defy: Yet this cold snow can kindle hot desire! Thou miracle! mar'l not if I admire How flame should coldly freeze, and snow should burn as fire 2

And the shepherd Thirsil reflects on the death of Spenser in the following artificial arrangement of words :-

1 Purple Island, canto vi. st. 37. Eclogue vii. st. 11.

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Witness our Colin, whom though all the Graces

And all the Muses nursed ; whose well-taught song

Parnassus' self and Glorian embraces,

And all the learned and all the shepherd's throng ;

Yet all his hopes were crossed, all suits denied ;

Discouraged, scorned, his writings vilified :

Poorly—poor man—he lived ; poorly—poor man—he died.1

1 Purple Island, canto i. st. 19.

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CHAPTER VIII

SCHOOLS OF POETICAL "WIT" UNDER ELIZABETH

AND JAMES I.

The School of Metaphysical Wit John Donne

Beyond the sphere of theological allegory, in which

the traditions of the schools were still preserved, lay

the region of pure thought ; and here the contradiction

between mediæval and modern ideas furnished ample

materials for the exercise of "wit". Assailed at once

by the forces of the new faith, the new science, and the

growing spirit of civic liberty, the ancient fabric of

Catholicism and Feudalism fell more and more into ruin,

but the innovating philosophy was yet far from having

established a system of order and authority. The reason-

ing of Copernicus and Galileo shook men's belief in the

truth of the Ptolemaic astronomy : the discoveries of

Columbus extended their ideas of the terrestrial globe :

the study of Greek and Hebrew literature in the original

disturbed the symmetrical methods of scholastic logic :

the investigations of the Arabian chemists produced havoc

in the realm of encyclopædic science. Still, the old

learning had rooted itself too firmly in the convictions of

society to be easily abandoned, and the first effect of the

collision between the opposing principles was to propagate

a feeling of philosophic doubt. In the sphere of reason a

new kind of Pyrrhonism sprang up, which expressed itself

in Montaigne's motto, Que sçay je? and this disposition

of mind naturally exerted another kind of influence on

the men of creative imagination. In active life the con-

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fusion of the times was the opportunity of the buccaneer

and the soldier of fortune, who hoped to advance them-

selves by their swords; and like these, many poets, in

their ideal representations of Nature, seized upon the rich

materials of the old and ruined philosophy to decorate

the structures which they built out of their lawless fancy.

On such foundations rose the school of metaphysical wit,

of which the earliest and most remarkable example is

furnished in the poetry of John Donne.

The external facts in the life of this poet offer useful

landmarks for the interpretation of his genius.1 He was

born about 1573, the son of a London merchant, whose

wife was a daughter of John Heywood, the epigrammatist.

In his eleventh year he was entered at Hart Hall, Oxford,

whence he was removed before he was fourteen to Cam-

bridge, a proof of great precocity of intellect, even in an

age when men's academical education began much earlier

than at present. In neither university did he take a

degree, perhaps because his family was of the Roman

Catholic faith. From Cambridge he was removed to

Lincoln's Inn, and by the death of his father became

master of his fortune. This he seems to have rapidly

dissipated, and after some years of loose living, he joined

Essex in the expedition to Cadiz in 1596, and again in the

voyage to the Azores, during which he wrote his two

poems entitled The Storm and The Calm. From the

latter we gather the causes which prompted him to his

adventures :-

A rotten state, and hope of gain;

Or to disuse me from the queasy pain

Of being beloved and loving, or the thirst

Of honour and fair death, out-pushed me first.

On his return to England he entered the household of

Sir Thomas Egerton, the Chancellor, afterwards Lord

Ellesmere, where he met Anne More—daughter of Sir

George More, Lieutenant of the Tower, and niece of

1 Mr. Edmund Gosse, in his Life and Letters of Donne (1899), has fur-

nished an excellent and exhaustive biography of this singular man.

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Lady Egerton—whom he secretly married in 1601. The marriage gave great offence to the lady's father, who procured that Donne, with two of his friends, Samuel and Christopher Brooke, who had helped him, should be thrown into prison. After remaining there for a short time he was reconciled to Sir George to his wife, lived with her for a while at Peckham and Mitcham, and then entered the household of Sir Robert Drury. He accompanied Sir Robert on an embassy to Paris, where he wrote his Anatomy of the World, in praise of his patron's daughter, Elizabeth Drury, who died in 1610, in her fifteenth year. In 1615, at the express desire of James I., but after long hesitation on his own part, he took orders, was appointed by the King to be his chaplain, and was made D.D. by the University of Cambridge. Two years later he lost his wife, to whom he was devotedly attached, and who seems to have been the first steadying influence in his life. Lincoln's Inn appointed him preacher in 1617, and in the same year he accompanied Lord Hay on his embassy to Germany. Being appointed Dean of St. Paul's in 1621, he passed ten years of broken health and domestic solitude till his death, which occurred on 31st March 1631. His mind during the latter part of his life seems to have been occupied with the steady contemplation of his end, in conformity with the advice which he gives to the reader in the second anniversary poem of his Anatomy of the World:-

Think that they shroud thee up, and think from hence They reinvest thee in white innocence.

In his last illness he caused himself to be wrapped in his shroud and laid in his coffin, and in that guise to be painted; his effigy thus portrayed is preserved among the archives of St. Paul's Cathedral.

The character of Donne's poetry reflects very exactly the changes in his life and opinions. Most of his compositions in verse are said to have been written while he was still a young man. To this class belong his Satires, his Songs and Sonnets, his Elegies, and The Progress of

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the Soul. A graver and more philosophic period follows,

in which were produced most of the Verse Epistles, his

Epicedes and Obsequies, and The Anatomy of the World,

while the Divine Poems and the paraphrase of the Lamen-

tations of Jeremiath are the work of the time when he was

about to be, or had been, ordained.

Ben Jonson said to Drummond, speaking of The Pro-

gress of the Soul: "Of this he (Donne) never wrote but one

sheet, and now, since he was made Doctor, repenteth highly,

and seeketh to destroy all his poems." The thing is probable

enough. Donne was educated as a Roman Catholic. His

love-poems are those of a man who has assimilated, with

thorough appreciation, all the learning and intellectual

methods of the schoolmen—their fine distinctions, their

subtle refinement, their metaphysical renderings of the

text of Scripture. We know that, at some uncertain

date, he abandoned the Roman Catholic faith, but his

scholastic education had grounded in his mind a doctrine

which, to the close of his life, continued to lie at the root

of all his convictions, and to give form and colour to his

poetical style, namely, the belief in the indestructible

character of the soul. He constantly alludes to the old

theory of the schoolmen respecting the triple nature of

the soul, as in the lines :—

We first have souls of growth and sense; and those,

When our last soul, our soul immortal, came,

Were swallowed into it, and have no name.1

In the middle period of his life, when his opinions were

becoming more settled and religious, he writes of this

individual soul :—

Our soul, whose country's heaven, and God her father,

Into this world, corruption's sink, is sent;

Yet so much in her travel she doth gather,

That she returns home wiser than she went.2

This mixture of strong religious instinct and philo-

sophic scepticism appears in its simplest form in his

1 Verse Letter to the Countess of Bedford.

2 Verse Letter to Sir H. Goodyere.

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third Satire, which we know to have been among

the earliest of his works. What interest is there, the

poet asks, which can compare with religion? Why,

then, are men prepared to risk their lives for the smallest

material stake—money, adventure, honour—while at the

same time they give no thought to their spiritual foes—

the world, the flesh, and the devil?

Flesh itself's death; and joys which flesh can taste

Thou lovest; and thy fair goodly soul, which doth

Give this flesh power to taste joy, thou dost loathe.

But then he goes on: "Seek true religion, O where?"

Some, he says, seek her in the ancient, decayed authority

of Rome; others in the sullen Protestantism of Geneva;

some put up with Erastianism; others abhor all forms of

religion, just because all cannot be good; others, on the

contrary, think all are equally good. He concludes:—

Doubt wisely; in strange way

To stand inquiring right, is not to stray;

To sleep or run wrong is. On a huge hill,

Cragged and steep, Truth stands, and he that will

Reach her, about must and about must go,

And what th' hill's suddenness resists win so.

Yet strive so, that before age, death's twilight,

Thy soul rest, for none can work in that night.

On this principle he himself seems to have proceeded.

Certain it is that, in his poem called The Progress of the

Soul, he had reached a stage of contemplative scepticism.

To this composition, which bears the following title and

date: "Infinitati sacrum, 16 August 1601. Metem-

psychosis. Poema Satyricon," is prefixed a highly charac-

teristic epistle, in which the author says:—

I forbid no reprehender, but him that like the 'Trent Council

forbids not books but authors, damning whatever such a name

hath or shall write. None writes so ill, that he gives not some-

thing exemplary to follow or fly. Now when I begin this book

I have no purpose to come into any man's debt; how my stock

will hold out I know not; perchance waste, perchance increase

in use. If I do borrow anything of antiquity, besides that I

make account that I pay it with as much and as good, you shall

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still find me to acknowledge it, and to thank not only him that

hath digged out treasure for me, but that hath lighted me a

candle to the place; all which I will bid you remember (for I

will have no such readers as I can teach) is, that the Pythagorean

doctrine doth not only carry one soul from man to man, nor

man to beast, but indifferently to plants also; and therefore you

must not grudge to find the same soul in an Emperor, in a Post-

horse, and in a Macaron, since no unreadiness in the soul, but

an indisposition in the organs, works this.

In the poem itself Donne feigns that the soul, which

moves all things--plants and beasts, as well as men--

entered into the world by the plucking of an apple from

the Trec of Life. The subtle and searching analysis of

the poet's imagination may be illustrated by the following

stanza :-

For the great soul which here amongst us now

Doth dwell, and moves that hand, and tongue, and brow,

Which, as the moon the sea, moves us ; to hear

Whose story with long patience you will long,

-For 'tis the crown and last strain of my song-

This soul to whom Luther and Mahomet were

Prisons of flesh ; this soul which oft did tear

And mend the wracks of th' Empire, and late Rome,

And lived when every great change did come,

Had first in Paradise a low but fatal room.

By the woman eating the apple, corruption passed by

transmission through the whole race of mankind; and

Donne's "wit" settles on each detail of the metaphysical

conception, thus :-

Prince of the orchard, fair as dawning morn,

Fenced with the law, and ripe as soon as born,

That apple grew, which this soul did enlive,

Till the then climbing serpent, that now creeps

For that offence, for which all mankind weeps,

Took it, and to her whom the first man did wive

-Whom and her race only forbiddings drive-

He gave it, she to her husband ; both did eat :

So perished the eaters and the meat;

And we--for treason taints the blood--thence die and sweat.

Man all at once was thus by woman slain,

And one by one we're here slain o'er again

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By them. The mother poisoned the well-head,

The daughters here corrupt us, rivulets;

No smallness scapes, no greatness breaks their nets;

She thrust us out, and by them we are led

Astray, from turning to whence we are fled.

Were prisoners judges, 'twould seem rigorous :

She sinned, we bear ; part of our pain is thus

To love them whose fault to this painful love yoked us.

So fast in us did this corruption grow,

That now we dare ask why we should be so.

Would God—disputes the curious rebel—make

A law, and would not have it kept ? Or can

His creature's will cross His ? Of every man

For one will God (and be just) vengeance take ?

'twas not forbidden to the snake,

Nor her, who was not then made ; nor n't will

That Adam cropp'd, or knew, the apple ; yet

The worm, and he, and she, and we endure for it.

The apple once plucked, the soul flics from the Tree

through the aperture, and enters successively into a plant

(the mandrake), the egg of a bird (a sparrow, symbol of

lechery), a fish, a sea-osprey, a whale, a mouse, an ele-

phant, a wolf, an ape, and a woman. All these are

described, with various allegorical and satirical reflections

by the way upon the manners and morals of mankind,

especially at Court. The poem has no conclusion. Ben

Jonson told Drummond : "The conceit of Done's trans-

formation or Μετεμψύχωσις was that he sought the soul

of that apple which Eve pulled, and thereafter made it

the soul of a bitch, then of a she-wolf, and so of a woman :

his general purpose was to have brought in all the bodies

of the heretics from the soul of Cain, and at last left it in

the body of Calvin." Though this description of the

poem is inaccurate in detail, it may well be that Donne

originally designed some satiric stroke against Calvin ; for

his conclusion is steeped in the merest Pyrrhonism :-

Whoe'er thou beest that read'st this sullen writ,

Which just so much courts thee as thou dost it,

Let me arrest thy thoughts ; wonder with me,

Why ploughing, building, ruling, and the rest

Or most of these arts, whence our lives are blest,

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By cursed Cain's race invented be,

And blest Seth vex'd us with astronomy.

There's nothing simply good or ill alone ;

Of every quality Comparison

The only measure is, and judge, Opinion.

Here we have plainly the utterance of a sceptic in re-

ligion, who, having thrown off the forms of authoritative

belief, indulges his imagination with a reconstruction of

the ruins of Pythagorean and Rabbinical philosophy.

Many allusions to natural history and theological dogma

are scattered through Donne's Songs and Sonnets, and all

are couched in the same reckless spirit.

And as Donne was at this stage a sceptic in religion,

so was he a revolutionist in love. We have seen that,

for many centuries, the law of chivalrous love had been

rigorously defined. The Provençal poets and the female

presidents of the Cours d'Amour had revised and ex-

tended the ancient canons of the art as expounded by

Ovid ; and, while they tacitly recognised the physical

basis of the passion, they disguised it by the elaborate

character of the imaginative superstructure they raised

upon it. In the delicacy of their observation, the nicety

of their distinctions, and the keenness of their logic, they

rivalled the theological science of the schoolmen ; and by

allying the phenomena of love with the loftier virtues of

constancy, patience, loyalty, and self-surrender, they so

spiritualised the former that, under the régime of chivalry

—to use the words of Burke,—“ vice itself lost half its

evil by losing all its grossness.”1

This fine Platonic edifice is ruthlessly demolished in

the poetry of Donne. To him love, in its infinite variety

and inconsistency, represented the principle of perpetual

flux in Nature. At the same time, his imagination was

stimulated by the multitude of paradoxes and metaphors

which were suggested to him by the varying aspects of

the passion. He pushed to extremes the scholastic analysis

and conventional symbolism of the Provençals ; but he

applied them within the sphere of vulgar bourgeois in-

1 Reflections on the French Revolution

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trigue, as may be inferred from the following characteristic

lines :-

Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love,

And in that sophistry, O ! thou dost prove

Too subtle ; fool, thou didst not understand

The mystic language of the eye nor hand ;

Nor couldst thou judge the difference of the air

Of sighs, and say, " This lies, this sounds despair " ;

Nor by th' eye's water cast a malady,

Desperately hot, or changing feverously.

I had not taught thee then the alphabet

Of flowers, how they, devisefully being set

And bound up, might, with speechless secrecy,

Deliver errands mutely and mutually.

Remember since all thy words used to be

To every suitor, " Ay, if my friends agree ";

Since household charms thy husband's name to teach,

Were all the love-tricks that thy wit could reach ;

And since an hour's discourse could scarce have made

An answer in thee, and that ill-natured

In broken proverbs and short sentences.1

The law of love in the Cours d'Amour required

unfailing constancy in both lovers : in the philosophy of

Donne this law is contrary to Nature, and is therefore

heresy :-

Venus heard me sigh this song,

And by love's sweetest part, variety, she swore

She heard not this till now ; it should be so no more.

She went, examined, and returned ere long,

And said, " Alas ! some two or three

Poor heretics in love there be,

Which think to 'stablish dangerous constancy.

But I have told them, ' Since you will be true,

You shall be true to them who're false to you.'"2

Over and over again he insists on the essential falsehood

and fickleness of women. He asks, for instance, " where

lives a woman true and fair," and proceeds :-

If thou find'st one let me know ;

Such a pilgrimage were sweet.

Yet do not, I would not go,

Though at next door we might meet.

1 Elegy vii.

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Though she were true when you met her,

And last till you write your letter,

Yet she

Will be

False, ere I come, to two or three.1

This is the spirit of Ariosto's story of Giocondo. But Donne goes further, and cynically crects this observed habit of fickleness into a rule for constant, but discriminating, change —

By Nature, which gave it, this liberty

Thou lovest, but O ! canst thou love it and me ?

Likeness glues love; and if that thou so do,

To make us like and love, must I change too ?

More than thy hate I hate it; rather let me

Allow her change, then change as oft as she;

And so not teach, but force, my opinion

To love not any one, nor every one.

To live in one land is captivity,

To run all countries a wild roguery.

Waters stink soon, if in one place they bide,

And in that vast sea are more putrified;

But when they kiss one bank, and leaving this

Never look back, but the next bank do kiss,

There are they purest; change is the nursery

Of music, joy, life, and eternity.2

From this spirit of cynical lawlessness he was perhaps reclaimed by genuine love. To his wife he seems to have been devotedly attached, and in the poems written after his marriage in 1601 we find a complete change of sentiment and style. The old underlying conviction of the indestructible nature of the soul and of the corruption of the material world remains, but it is now made the starting-point for a graver philosophy of conduct. The Verse Letters written to the Countesses of Bedford, Huntingdon, and Salisbury, though all are couched in a vein of metaphorical compliment, are decorous in tone; in The Anatomy of the World Donne seems to have intended to embody his serious thoughts about the meaning and duties of human life. Whether there was any real ground for the

1 Song, “Go and catch a falling star.”

2 Elegy iii.

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hyperbolical praise with which he exalts the memory

of Elizabeth Drury, we have no means of knowing. It is

said, indeed, that she was betrothed to Henry, Prince of

Wales; but Ben Jonson probably expressed a general

opinion when he said to Drummond that 'Done's 'Anni-

versarie' was profane and full of blasphemies: that he

told Mr. Done, if it had been written of the Virgin Marie

it had been something; to which he answered that it

described the Idea of a Woman, and not as she was.'

Viewed literally, The Anatomy of the World fully

deserves the sentence passed upon it by Jonson. The

poet asserts that after the death of Elizabeth Drury the

whole mortal universe lost its vitality; that nothing but

the shadow of life remained in it; that the disorder in

the constitution of things, the decay and weakness of

mankind, and the failure of the influence of the heavenly

bodies, are all due to her removal from the earthly sphere.

It is no wonder that such absurdities should have pro-

voked matter-of-fact criticism. They are, however, not of

the essence of the composition. 'I hear from England,'

writes Donne in Paris to a correspondent with the initials

Sir G. F., 'of many censures of my book of Mrs. Drury;

if any of these censures do but pardon me my descent in

printing anything in verse (which if they do they are more

charitable than myself; for I do not pardon myself, but

confess that I did it against my conscience, that is against

my own opinion, that I should not have done so), I doubt

not that they will soon give over that other part of the

indictment, which is that I have said so much; for nobody

can imagine that I, who never saw her, could have purpose

in that, than that when I had received so very good

testimony of her worthiness, and was gone down to print

verses, it became me to say, not what I was sure was just

truth, but the best that I could conceive; for that would

have been a new weakness in me to have praised anybody

in printed verse, that had not been capable of the best

verse that I could give.'

The true character of The Anatomy of the World is

indicated in the respective titles of the two 'Anniversaries.'

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That of the first runs : "Wherein, by occasion of the un-

timely death of Mistress Elizabeth Drury, the frailty and

decay of this whole world is represented." The subject

of the second is defined thus : "Wherein, by occasion of

the religious death of Mistress Elizabeth Drury, the in-

commodities of the soul in this life, and her exaltation

in the next, are contemplated." In other words, the early

death and religious character of Elizabeth Drury are

merely the text justifying an elaborate exposition of

Donne's philosophy of life. The girl stood to Donne,

for his poetical purpose, in the same relation as Beatrice

stood to Dante in the Vita Nuova and the Divine

Comedy, being the incarnate symbol of the spiritual per-

fection—the Idea of Woman, as he put it to Ben Jonson

—which he sought to express. When he says that her

death was the cause of all the imperfections of the material

world, he intended, in the first place, to pay a hyper-

bolical compliment to the daughter of his patron, and in

the second, to express the theological doctrine of the

corruption of Nature after the fall of man from his

original state of perfection.

On the whole, it seems to me probable that the publi-

cation of The Anatomy of the World was part of a

deliberate literary design on Donne's part. His affected

depreciation of verse-writing is not to be taken seriously.

His views of life were changing with his years: he was

anxious for either secular or sacred employment: he

regretted the evidences of a dissipated past which existed

in his youthful poems: he hoped to attain the object

of his ambition by giving public proof of the present

gravity of his mind, and by securing the special favour

of the most influential patrons of literature, such as the

famous ladies of the Court, to whom so many of his Verse

Letters are addressed. He writes to a correspondent in

1614: "This made me ask to borrow that old book" (i.e.

an MS. collection of his poems), "which it will be too late

to see, for that use, when I see you : for I must do this

as a valediction to the world before I take orders. But

this it is I am to ask of you : whether you ever made

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any such use of the letter in verse à nostre contesse ches

rous, as that I may put it in among the rest to persons of

rank; for I desire it very much that something should

bear her name in the book, and I would be just to my

written words to my Lord Harrington, to write nothing

after that." To Lady Bedford herself he writes, in a

Verse Letter, perhaps the one above referred to:—

So whether my hymns you admit or choose,

In me you've hallow'd a pagan muse,

And denizen'd a stranger who, mistaught

By blamers of the times they'e marred, hath sought

Virtues in corners, which now bravely do

Shine in the world's best part, or all' it,—you.

As to the poems being a "valediction to the world,"

Donne kept his promise. His letter to Sir H. Goodyere was

written within a year of his taking orders, and henceforth

all his publications in prose and verse were of a religious

and theological cast. The last period of his poetical

genius contains the Divine Poems, comprising meditations

on the various mysteries of the Christian faith, a version

of Tremellius' Lamentations of Jeremiah, written after the

death of his much-loved wife, and other religious topics.

As John Chudleigh, one of his panegyrists, said in the

edition of his poems published after his death in 1650:—

Long since this task of tears from you was due,

Long since, O poets, he did die to you,

Or left you dead, when wit and he took flight

On divine wings, and soared out of your sight.

In close friendship with George Herbert and other

divines of the period, he helped during the remainder of

his life to swell the volume of Anglican ascetic thought

which, under the direction of Laud, formed, in the reign

of Charles I., the counterbalancing force to the movement

of iconoclastic Puritanism.

But though his view of life and his object in art were

thus completely altered, his poetical method remained

consistently the same. As his admirer, Chudleigh, again

remarks:—

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He kept his loves, but not his objects : Wit

He did not banish, but transplanted it ;

Taught it his place and use, and brought it home

To piety which it doth best become ;

He showed us how for sins we ought to sigh,

And how to sing Christ's epithalamy.

How just this criticism is may be seen from Donne's

Hymns to Christ at the Author's last going into Germany:-

Nor Thou, nor Thy religion, dost control

The amorousness of an harmonious soul ;

But Thou wouldst have that love Thyself ; as Thou

Art jealous, Lord, so am I jealous now ;

Thou lovest not, till from loving more Thou fleest

My soul ; whoever gives takes liberty ;

Oh, if Thou carest not whom I love,

Alas ! Thou lovest not me.

Seal then this bill of my divorce to all

On whom those fainter beams of love did fall ;

Marry those loves, which in youth scattered be

On fame, wit, hopes—false mistresses—to Thee.

Churches are best for prayer that have least light ;

To see God only I go out of sight ;

And to escape stormy days, I choose

An everlasting night.

Here we have precisely the same kind of paradoxical

logic, the same subtlety of thought and imagery, as we

find in the Elegy on Change, and though the imagination

is now fixed on an unchangeable object, it plays round it

precisely in the same way. The essence of Donne's wit

is abstraction. Whether he is writing on the theme of

sacred or profane love, his method lies in separating the

perceptions of the soul from the entanglements of sense,

and after isolating a thought, a passion, or a quality, in

the world of pure ideas, to make it visible to the fancy

by means of metaphorical images and scholastic allusions.

The most characteristic specimens of his wit are to be

found in his Songs and Sonnets, where he is dealing with

the metaphysics of love, for here his imagination is at

liberty to move whithersoever it chooses ; and the extra-

ordinary ingenuity with which he masters and reduces

to epigrammatic form the most minute distinctions of

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thought, as well as the facility with which he combines

contrary ideas and images, are well exemplified in a poem

called The Primrose Hill:-

Upon this Primrose Hill,

Where, if heaven would distill

A shower of rain, each several drop might go

To his own primrose, and grow manna so;

And where their form and their infinity

Make a terrestrial galaxy,

As the small stars do in the sky,

I walk to find a true-love, and I see

That 'tis not a mere woman that is she.

But must or more or less than woman be.1

Yet know I not which flower

I wish, a six or four:

For should my true love less than woman be,

She were scarce anything; and then should she

Be more than woman, she would get above

All thought of sex, and think to move

My heart to study her, and not to love.

Both these were monsters; since there must reside

Falsehood in woman, I could more abhor

She were by art than nature falsified.

Live, primrose, then, and thrive

With thy true number five;

And, woman, whom this flower doth represent,

With this mysterious number be content;

Ten is the farthest number; if half ten

Belongs unto each woman, then

Each woman may take half us men:

Or-if this will not serve their turn-since all

Numbers are odd or even, and they fall

First into five, women may take us all.2

But for the purposes of great and true art the flight

1 The conceit of the poem turns on the two facts that the normally

constituted primrose has five segments in its corolla, and that the token of

true love among the country folk of Donne's time was the exceptional prim-

rose, with either four or six segments.

2 The argument in this stanza is drawn from the science of numbers.

Five being half of ten, the farthest number (i.e. the first double number, and

the basis of the whole metric system), women may claim to represent half of

what is in human nature; or, if this be not enough for their ambition, then

(numbers being either odd or even, and falling first into five, i.e. 2+3)

since five is woman's number, women may have the whole of human nature

given over to them.

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of metaphysical wit soon reveals the limitations of its

powers. Sceptic as he was, Donne never formed any

organic idea of Nature as a whole, and his sole aim, as a

poet, was to associate the isolated details of his accumu-

lations of learning with paradoxes and conceits, which

are of no permanent value. For example, he was ac-

quainted with the Copernican theory, but he is only

interested in it as far as it helps to supply him with a

poetical illustration : —

As new philosophy arrests the sun,

And bids the passive earth about it run,

So we have dulled our mind ; it hath no ends,

Only the body's busy, and pretends.1

The theory that the earth was gradually approaching the

sun suggests to him the following reflection :—

If the world's age and death be argued well

By the sun's fall, which now towards earth doth bend,

Then we might fear that virtue, since she fell

So low as woman, should be near her end.

But he at once corrects this conclusion into an extrava-

gant compliment :—

But she's not stooped but raised ; exiled by men,

She fled to heaven, that's heavenly things, that's you.2

The general scepticism, produced in his mind by the

collision between the new philosophy and the old theology,

is forcibly expressed in his first " Anniversary " :—

The new philosophy calls all in doubt ;

The element of fire is quite put out ;

The sun is lost, and th' earth, and no man's wit

Can well direct him where to look for it.

And freely men confess that the world's spent,

When in the planets and the firmament

They seek so many new ; they see that this

Is crumbled out again to his atomies.

'Tis all in pieces, all coherence gone,

All just supply and all relation.

1 Verse Letter to Countess of Bedford.

2 Verse Letter to Countess of Huntingdon.

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Prince, subject, father, son, are things forgot,

For every man alone thinks he hath got

To be a phœnix, and that there can be

None of that kind of which he is, but he.1

The conclusion at which he finally arrived was the one

to which all such souls, who have in them the element of

religion, must be brought.

In this low form, poor soul, what wilt thou do?

When wilt thou shake off this pedantry

Of being taught by sense and fantasy?

Thou look'st through spectacles; small things seem great

Below; but up into thy watch-tower get,

And see all things despoiled of fallacies;

Thou shalt not peep through lattices of eyes,

Nor hear through labyrinths of ears, nor learn

By circuit or collections to discern.

In heaven thou straight know'st all concerning it,

And what concerns it not shalt straight forget.

But before he arrives at this intelligible goal, his soul,

wandering through an infinite maze of metaphysical ideas,

has made shift to embody its transitory perceptions in

the forms of poetical art; and, while he is engaged in a

business which he acknowledges to be vain, he delights in

involving himself and his readers in inextricable labyrinths

of paradox. One of his favourite ideas is that Love is

Death, and this thought he divides and subdivides by

means of an endless variety of images. Thus he finds an

opportunity of associating it with the reflections aroused

by the shortest day, sacred to St. Lucy. All Nature, he

says, seems to have shrivelled into nothing:-

The world's whole sap is sunk;

The general balm th' hydroptic earth hath drunk,

Whither, as to the bed's feet, life is shrunk,

Dead and interr'd; yet all these seem to laugh,

Compared to me, who am their epitaph.

He then calls on all lovers to come and study him as

a "very dead thing,"

1 Anatomy of the World, first "Anniversary," 205-218.

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For whom Love wrought new alchemy ;

For his art did express

A quintessence even from nothingness,

From dull privations, and lean emptiness ;

He ruin'd me, and I am rebegot

Of absence, darkness, death--things which are not.

He goes on to intensify the idea of annihilation, by

saying that he is "the grave of all that's nothing"; that he is

Of the first nothing the elixir grown ;

nay, he is something less than nothing :

If I an ordinary nothing were,

As shadow, a light and body must be here,

But I am none.1

In a poem called The Paradox he indulges in still more

intricate logic on the same subject :-

No lover saith I love, nor any other

Can judge a perfect lover ;

He thinks that else none can nor will agree

That any loves but he :

I cannot say I loved, for who can say

He was killed yesterday?

Love with excess of heat, more young than old,

Death kills with too much cold.

We die but once, and who loved best did die,

He that saith twice did lie ;

For though he seem to move and stir awhile,

He doth the sense beguile.

Such life is like the light which bideth yet,

When the life's light is set,

Or like the heat which fire in solid matter

Leaves behind two hours after.

Once I loved and died ; and am now become

Mine epitaph and tomb ;

Here dead men speak their last, and so do I ;

Love slain, lo ! here I lie.

This perpetual endeavour to push poetical conception

beyond the limits of sense and Nature produced its neces-

sary effect on the character of Donne's metrical expres-

sion. When he seeks to embody a comparatively simple

and natural thought, he can write with admirable harmony,

1 A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day.

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as in the following lines, describing love in the Golden

Age :-

What pretty innocence in those days moved !

Man ignorantly walked by her he loved ;

Both sigh'd and interchang'd a speaking eye ;

Both trembled and were sick ; both knew not why.

That natural fearfulness, that struck man dumb,

Might well—those times considered—man become.

As all discoverers, whose first essay

Finds but the place, after, the nearest way,

So passion is to woman's love, about,

Nay, farther off, than when we first set out.

It is not love that sueth or doth contend ;

Love either conquers or but meets a friend ;

Man's better part consists of purer fire,

And finds itself allowed ere it desire.1

Here, too, is an excellent compliment in a Verse Letter

to the Countess of Salisbury, grounded on the idea that

chivalrous love is a liberal education :-

So, though I am born without those eyes to live,

Which Fortune, who hath none herself, doth give,

Which are fit means to see bright courts and you,

Yet, may I see you thus, as now I do·

I shall by that all goodness have discern'd,

And, though I burn my library, be learn'd.

His whole philosophy of life, in his early days, is

condensed in the following couplet :-

Be then thine own home, and in thyself dwell ;

Inn anywhere : continuance maketh hell.2

And he is most vivid in the presentation of abstract

ideas, as in the famous lines :-

Her pure and eloquent blood

Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought

That one might almost say her body thought.3

The abrupt and forcible openings of his poems often

strike a key-note of thought which promises completeness

of treatment, but his metaphysical wit and his love of

1 Verse Letter to the Countess of Huntingdon.

2 Verse Letter to Sir H. Wotton.

3 Anatomy of the World, second "Anniversary," 244-246.

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endless distinctions generally cause the composition to

end nowhere. He begins a poem called Love's Deity

thus :-

I long to talk with some old lover's ghost,

Who died before the God of Love was born.

The object of the discourse is to be the mystery why

love should be forced from one lover where there is no

return from the other. This is a subject of universal

interest, and the poet, on the assumption that Love, after

being made into a deity, has abused his power, conducts

a striking thought, by means of an appropriate image, to

an intelligible conclusion :-

O were we wakened by this tyranny

To ungod this child again, it could not be

I should love her who loves not me.

But such straightforward logic would not have suited

the super-subtle character of Donne's intellect ; and he

proceeds to invert his reasoning, and to close his poem

with a stanza of pure paradox, leaving the mind without

that sense of repose which art requires :-

Rebel and atheist, why murmur I,

As though I felt the worst that love could do ?

Love may make me leave loving, or might try

A deeper plague, to make her love me too ;

Which, since she loves before, I'm loth to see.

Falsehood is worse than hate ; and that must be,

If she whom I love should love me.

Where he thinks simply the reader perceives that his

thoughts are really common enough. He begins a Verse

Letter to Sir H. Goodyere on his favourite subject of the

necessity of change :-

Who makes the last a pattern for next year,

Turns no new leaf, but still the same thing reads ;

Seen things he sees again, heard things doth hear,

And makes his life but like a pair of beads.

This has the simplicity and directness of Sir John Davies

in his Nosce Teipsum. But we soon come to a quatrain

in which the poet is anxious to show his wit :-

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To be a stranger bath that benefit,

We can beginnings, but not habits choke.

Go—whither? hence. You get, if you forget;

New faults, till they prescribe to us, are smoke.

We certainly do not get anything by the mere negative

act of forgetting; and nobody could gather from the

last line that the meaning was, "new faults, till they

become our masters, are merely smoke." Eagerness for

novelty and paradox leads the poet to obscurity of

expression; and the reader is justly incensed when he

finds that the labour required to arrive at the meaning,

hidden behind involved syntax and unmeasured verse, has

been expended in vain. Ben Jonson does not express this

feeling too strongly when he says, "That Done for not keep-

ing of accent deserved hanging." It is superfluous to justify

this verdict by examples. The reader, in the numerous

extracts I have given from Donne's poems, will have

observed for himself how deliberately he seeks to attract

attention to the extravagance of his thought, by the

difficulty of his grammatical constructions, and by the

dislocation of his accents.

All these things must be taken into account in decid-

ing the place to be assigned to this acute and powerful

intellect in the history of English poetry. Donne's

qualities were essentially those of his age. His influence

on his contemporaries and on the generation that succeeded

him was great. They had all been educated under the

same scholastic conditions as himself; they were all in

touch with his theological starting-point, and set a value

on the subtlety of his metaphysical distinctions. In

Dryden's time, when the prestige of "wit," still represented

by the genius of Cowley, was weakening before the poetical

school which aimed first at correctness of expression, men

continued to speak with reverence of Donne's genius.

But as the philosophy of Bacon, Newton, and Locke

gradually established itself, the traditions of the schoolmen

fell into discredit, so that, in the days of Johnson and

Burke, the practice of the metaphysical wits had come to

be regarded in the light of an obsolete curiosity. The

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revival of mediæval sentiment, which has coloured English

taste during the last three generations, has naturally

awakened fresh interest in the poems of Donne, and there

is perhaps in our own day a tendency to exaggerate his

merits. "If Donne," writes a learned and judicious critic,

" cannot receive the praise due to the accomplished poetical

artist, he has that not perhaps higher, but certainly rarer,

of the inspired poetical creator."1 Poetical creation

implies that organic conception of Nature, and that

insight into universal human emotions, which make the

classical poets of the world—Homer and Dante, and

Chaucer and Milton ; and to this universality of thought,

as I have endeavoured to show, Donne has no claim.

Nor can he be reckoned among the poets who, by their

sense of harmony and proportion, have helped to carry

forward the refinement of our language from one social

stage to another. The praise which Johnson bestows

upon his learning adds little to his fame, for the science

contained in his verse is mostly derived from those ency-

clopædic sources of knowledge which, even in his own

time, were being recognised as the fountains of "Vulgar

Error." On the other hand, to those who see in poetry a

mirror of the national life, and who desire to amplify and

enrich their own imagination by a sympathetic study of

the spiritual existence of their ancestors, the work of

Donne will always be profoundly interesting. No more

lively or characteristic representative can be found of the

thought of an age when the traditions of the ancient faith

met in full encounter with the forces of the new philosophy.

The shock of that collision is far from having spent

its effect, even in our own day ; and he who examines

historically the movements of imagination will find in

Donne's subtle analysis and refined paradoxes much

that helps to throw light on the contradictions of human

nature.

1 Professor Saintsbury, Preface to Poems of John Donne. Edited by

E. K. Chambers.

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SCHOOLS OF POETICAL "WIT" UNDER ELIZABETH AND JAMES I.

Court Wit: The School of Transition from Romantic to Classical Euphuism: Thomas Campion; Sir Henry Wotton; Ben Jonson; William Drummond, Sir John Beaumont.

THE aim of the courtier, as such, was to form a "witily" way of conceiving Nature, and a peculiar dialect for expressing his conceptions, which might distinguish his caste from the vulgarity of the world outside the Court. This may be properly described by the word "Euphuism." From the days of Lyly, who was the first to make a systematic study of courtly English style, the discordia concors of wit had been produced by the mixture of two opposing elements - the fashions of chivalry, and the modes of diction peculiar to the Latin orators. The result of the fusion may be seen in the style of Euphues, Arcadia, and, to some slight extent, of The Faery Queen. In all these works the "romantic" element prevails over the "classical"; and the predominance of romance is also marked during Elizabeth's reign by the assiduous cultivation of the Petrarcan love sonnet, the Italian concetti, or the Spanish pastoral love story—styles always closely associated in late books of chivalry—as well as by the studied revival of old English words and grammatical inflections.

In the reign of James I. the course of taste changed. The classical element began to supersede the romantic. The sonnet by degrees fell into disuse, and the courtly

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poet tried to show the choiceness of his "wit" not so much by curiosity in the selection of words, or by the mechanical balance of sentences, as by what Dryden calls "turns," that is, by combinations of terse phrases and rhythmical effects, strictly imitated in the English from classical originals. From the Italian and Spanish poets men turned to Ovid's elegiacs, the odes and epistles of Horace, and the epigrams of Martial; they even sought for material among the Greek sophists and epigrammatists of the Alexandrian era.

The climax of the earlier Euphuistic style was probably reached in Thomas Campion, who was also the first to unite the old manner with a deliberate imitation of classical models. Nothing is certainly known of the date of his birth or of his parentage; very little of the events of his life. He was apparently educated at Cambridge; and if he is identical with the person of the same name who was admitted a member of Gray's Inn in 1586, he was probably born not earlier than 1560. In 1593 he is addressed by Peele in his Honour of the Garter as an eminent Euphuist:-

Thou

That richly clothest conceit with well-made words;

and in 1601 he confirmed the justice of this praise by publishing his first Book of Airs, containing a number of songs, accompanied with music composed partly by himself, and partly by his friend, Philip Rosseter. The character of the book, indicating the union of native and classical ideals of Euphuistic harmony, appears in the prefatory address "To the Reader," in the course of which Campion says:-

The lyric poets among the Greeks and Latins were first inventors of airs, tying themselves strictly to the number and value of their syllables: of which sort you shall find here only one song in Sapphic verse; the rest are after the fashion of the time, ear-pleasing rhymes, without art.

How much he then despised the "fashion," and what he thought to be the true principle of "art" in English

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verse, Campion showed by his Observations in the Art of

English Poesy, published in 1602, in which he attacked

"the vulgar and unartificial custom of rhyming," and set

down his notions as to the manner in which the language

might be metrically accommodated to the rules of

quantity. His treatise was answered by Daniel in 1603.

It proceeds throughout on the false theory first introduced

by Gabriel Harvey, but Campion's ear was too good to

suffer him to put up with the monstrous combinations

of dactyls and spondees which Harvey attempted to

naturalise in English; he provided quantities only for

the iambus and the trochee. Though he afterwards

published several Books of Airs (about 1613 and 1617),

Campion made no attempt to pursue his experiments

in English quantity, and it is therefore to be presumed

that he saw the error of his own reasoning. Besides

songs, he wrote masques, three of which survive in outline,

one of them being composed on the occasion of the

marriage of the Princess Elizabeth, and another for the

marriage of the Earl of Somerset and the Countess

of Essex.

Though he was a member of Gray's Inn, he did not

practise (if he was ever called) at the Bar, but supported

himself professionally by his work as a physician. In 1615

he was allowed in that capacity to attend his patron, Sir

Thomas Monson, when the latter was accused, as Lieutenant

of the Tower, of complicity in the murder of Sir Thomas

Overbury by the Earl of Somerset and Countess of

Essex; indeed, the poet-musician was himself examined

as a witness at Monson's trial. The third Book of Airs

is dedicated to Monson with some lines congratulating

him on his pardon and release. Campion died in March

1619-20, and was buried at St. Dunstan's in the West,

Fleet Street.

By far the greater number of his songs have the charac-

teristics of the older Euphuism—namely, antithesis of

words and balance of sententious moral maxims, in "ear-

pleasing rhymes." This style lent itself readily to musical

treatment, and in the skilful hands of Campion produced

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very charming results, of which the following is a good

example :-

Whether men do laugh or weep,

Whether they do wake or sleep,

Whether they die young or old,

Whether they feel heat or cold ;

There is underneath the sun

Nothing in true earnest done.

All our pride is but a jest ;

None are worst, and none are best ;

Grief and joy, and hope and fear,

Play their pageants everywhere :

Vain opinion all doth sway,

And the world is but a play.

Powers above in clouds do sit,

Mocking our poor apish wit ;

That so lamely, with such state,

Their high glory imitate :

No ill can be felt but pain,

And that happy men disdain.

The next specimen of his verse might be chosen as

a companion to the sentiment of an older Euphuist,

Sidney's rival, the Earl of Oxford, "If women could be

fair and yet not fond ":-

If love loves truth, then women do not love ;

Their passions all are but dissembled shows ;

Now kind and free of favour if they prove,

Their kindness straight a tempest overthrows.

Then as a seaman the poor lover fares ;

The storm drowns him ere he can drown his cares.

But why accuse I women that deceive?

Blame then the foxes for their subtle wile :

They first from Nature did their craft receive :

It is a woman's nature to beguile.

Yet some I grant in loving steadfast grow ;

But such by use are made, not Nature, so.

O why had Nature power at once to frame

Deceit and Beauty, traitors both to Love?

O would Deceit had died when Beauty came

With her divineness every heart to move !

Yet do we rather wish, whate'er befall,

To have fair women false than none at all

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Campion, however, was also an extremcly good classical scholar. He was well acquainted with all the Latin pocts, and had a particular appreciation of the style of Catullus and Martial, which he carly cxhibited in a collection of Latin epigrams, written by himself, and published in 1594. In his latter days he completely assimilated the Latin genius, and instead of making idle attempts to shackle his native language with long and short syllables, he transferred the elegant simplicity of his models into metres proper to English. The song that follows was written to illustrate a dance of stars, contrived by Inigo Jones for The Lords' Masque in 1613; and it will be observed how far the subtler antithesis of its classical Euphuism has advanced beyond the comparatively mechanical melody of the earlier style.---

Advance your choral motions now, You music-loving lights. This night concludes the nuptial vow, Make this the best of night's So bravely crown it with your beams That it may live in fame As long as Rhenus or the Thames Are known by either name

Once more again, yet nearer move Your forms at willing view; Such fair effects of joy and love None can express but you. Then revel midst your airy bowers Till all the clouds do sweat, That pleasure may be poured in showers On this triumphant seat.

Long since hath lovely Flora thrown Her flowers and garlands here; Rich Ceres all her wealth hath shown, Proud of her dainty cheer. Changed then to human shape, descend, Clad in familiar weed, That every eye may here commend The kind delights you breed.

Another poet, resembling Campion in his Euphuistic tendencies, but with a less complete mastery over his art.

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was Sir Henry Wotton, son, by a second marriage, of

Thomas Wotton of Boughton Hall, Kent. Born in 1568,

he was educated at Winchester, and matriculated at

New College, Oxford, on 5th June 1584, whence he

migrated to Queen's College, taking his B.A. degree in

  1. At Oxford he began an intimacy with Donne

which lasted till the death of the latter in 1631. After

leaving the university, he travelled for seven years on

the Continent, and made himself acquainted with the

language and institutions of the different European

kingdoms. Admitted to the Inner Temple on his return

to England in 1595, he was employed by Essex as his

agent in various foreign negotiations, and after Essex's

death he found it advisable to reside abroad till the

accession of James I.

In 1604 James sent him to Venice, where he remained,

off and on, for nearly twenty years, being, from time to time,

despatched from this centre on diplomatic errands. It was

soon after his arrival in Venice that he inscribed in an album

at Augsburg his celebrated definition of an ambassador :

"Legatus est vir bonus peregre missus ad mentiendum

reipublicæ causa," which he told Walton he would

translate : "An ambassador is an honest man sent to

lie abroad for the good of his country." Elected M.P.

for Appleby in 1614, he supported the King's claim to

tax imports without reference to Parliament. James

appointed him in 1614 his envoy to the Hague to

negotiate, together with the French ambassador, respecting

the disputed inheritance of the duchies of Juliers, Cleves,

and Berg, and he was sent to Vienna to obtain what

terms he could from the Emperor on behalf of the

Elector Palatine. Wotton finally returned home in

1524, when, having spent almost all his fortune in the

public service, he solicited and obtained from Secretary

Conway, in the same year, the Provostship of Eton

College. In order to comply with the statute regulating

this appointment, he took deacon's orders in 1627,1 and

spent the remaining portion of his life at Eton in studious

1 See p. 274.

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retirement. His farourite recreation was fishing in the

company of Izaak Walton, who afterwards became his

biographer. To Walton, when he felt himself to be in

his last illness, which ended in 1639, he sent a copy

of verses, enclosed in a letter very characteristic of the

calm and serenity of his life and mind :-

I have in one of those fits endeavoured to make it more

easy by composing a short hymn, and since I have apparelled

my best thoughts so lightly as in verse, I hope I shall be

pardoned a second vanity if I communicate it with such a

friend as yourself: to whom I wish a cheerful spirit and a

thankful heart to value it as one of the greatest blessings of our

good God; in whose dear love I leave you, remaining your

poor friend to serve you,

H. Wotton.

The verses run :-

O Thou great Power, in whom I move,

For whom I live, to whom I die1

li.hold me through the beams of love,

Whilst on this couch of tears I lie;

And cleanse my sordid soul within

By Thy Christ's blood, the bath of sin.

No hallowed oils, no grains I need,

No rags of saints, nor purging fire,

One rosy drop from David's seed

Was worlds of seas to quench Thine ire:

O precious ransom, which, once paid,

That Consummatum est was said;

And said by Him that said no more,

But sealed it with His sacred breath:

Thou then, that hast dispunged my score,

And, dying, wast the death of Death,

Be to me, now on Thee I call,

My life, my strength, my joy, my all!

There is in this composition much of the terseness and

classical finish which was being aimed at in the reigns

of James I. and Charles I. On the other hand, we also

observe in it many touches of the Euphuism character-

istic of the Court of Elizabeth; and Euphuism pure and

simple animates the rhyming echoes of the following

poem, which is stated to have been written by Wotton

in his youth :-

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O faithless world, and thy most faithless part,

A woman's heart !

The true shop of variety, where sits

Nothing but fits

And fevers of desire, and pangs of love,

Which toys remove

Why was she born to please? or I to trust

Words writ in dust,

Suffering her eyes to govern my despair,

My pain for air,

And fruit of time rewarded with untruth,

The food of youth ?

Untrue she was ; yet I believed her eyes,

(Instructed spies),

Till I was taught that love was but a school

To breed a fool.

Or sought she more by triumphs of denial

To make a trial

How far her smiles commanded my weaknèss ?

Yield, and confess ;

Excuse no more thy folly, but for cure

Blush, and endure

As well thy shame, as passions that were vain ;

And think 'tis gain

To know that love, lodged in a woman's breast,

Is but a guest.1

In these lines may be detected, here and there, a certain obscurity and want of finish, which is characteristic of Wotton, and which reappears in his later poems when he is beginning to modify his old Euphuism so as to suit the change in Court taste. A charming elegance and propriety of sentiment has justly won a place in The Golden Treasury for his two lyrics, "On his Mistress, the Queen of Bohemia," and "The Happy Life." The former, composed in the Euphuistic vein, is faultless ; but in the latter, where he is beginning to mix with the quaint turns of Euphuism the terseness of Horace and Martial, he is less entirely successful :--

How happy is he born and taught

That serveth not another's will ;

Whose armour is his honest thought,

And simple truth his utmost skill ;

1 Wotton's Poems (Hannah, 1845), p. 4.

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Whose passions not his masters are,

Whose soul is still prepared for death,

Untied unto the world by care

Of public fame or private breath ;

Who envies none that chance doth raise

Nor vice ; who never understood

How deepest wounds are given by praise,

Nor rules of state, but rules of good ;

Who hath his life from rumours freed ;

Whose conscience is his strong retreat;

Whose state can neither flatterers feed,

Nor ruin make oppressors great ;

Who God doth late and early pray

More of His grace than gifts to lend,

And entertains the harmless day

With a religious book or friend !

This man is freed from servile bands

Of hope to rise, or fear to fall,

Lord of himself, though not of lands,

And having nothing, yet hath all.1

Here the first stanza is blameless. But the first line of

the second raises, by its grammatical inversion and its

rhythmical emphasis, the unsatisfied expectation of an

antithesis ; while "private breath" in the fourth line is

not a proper antithesis to "public fame."

In the third stanza "nor vice" should be "or vice,"

otherwise the sense is ambiguous ; and the attempt to

combine contrary ideas in a classical "zeugma" in the

second, third, and fourth lines results in obscurity. In

the third and fourth lines of the next stanza the elliptical

construction produces a harsh effect, and the word

"oppressors" does not seem very happily chosen. The

last two stanzas are perfect.

On the other hand, the following charming verses,

written, according to Walton, when Wotton was over

seventy,2 show how much the easy flow of the old

Euphuistic manner of Breton and Barnfield had gained

from the classical finish of the new style :-

1 Wotton's Poems (1845), p. 29. This is the most authoritative text.

2 Angier, pp. 60, 61 (1655).

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ON A BANK AS I SAT A-FISHING: A DESCRIPTION

OF THE SPRING

And now all Nature seemed to love,

The lusty sap began to move ;

New juice did stir th’ embracing vines,

And birds had drawn their valentines.

The jealous trout, that low did lie,

Rose at a well-dissembled fly ;

There stood my friend, with patient skill

Attending of his trembling quill.

Already were the eaves possest

Of the swift pilgrim's daubèd nest ;

The groves already did rejoice

In Philomel's triumphing voice :

The showers were short, the weather mild,

The morning fresh, the evening smiled.

Joan takes her neat-rubbed pail, and now

She trips to milk the sand-red cow,

Where for some sturdy football swain

Joan strokes a sillabub or twain :

The fields and gardens were beset

With tulip, crocus, violet ;

And now, though late, the modest rose

Did more than half a blush disclose.

Thus all looked gay, all full of cheer,

To welcome the new liveried year.

The characteristic features produced in the poetry of

Wotton by the transition from Euphuism to classicalism

become more intelligible when they are viewed in the

light of Ben Jonson's genius, a poet of unrivalled influence

in shaping the ideas of those of his contemporaries who

made it their special object to please the taste of the

Court. What has to be said of the life of Jonson can better

be reserved for the next volume, where he will be con-

sidered as a dramatist ; it is here of more importance to

dwell on the circumstances which made him the natural

leader in guiding the development of classical " wit."

As the chief purveyor for the entertainment of the

Court, he had to take account of tastes formed in the

midst of mediæval associations ; accordingly the masques

that he devised are steeped in the colours of the allegorical

pageants from which they derived their origin. On the

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other hand, he was, by his own genius, in sympathy with

the critical movement which, proceeding from Italy, was

gradually introducing into all the nations of Northern

Europe the supposed rules of Greek and Roman art.

Educated at Westminster by Camden, the most learned

antiquary of Elizabeth's reign, he had acquired from his

master an ardent love of learning for its own sake. He

was well read in all ancient literature, the masterpieces

of which were so fixed in his powerful memory that

he was able constantly to draw from them felicitous

parallels with the circumstances of modern life. His

knowledge of the Italian poetry of the Renaissance was

equally extensive. At a later period he made himself

master of the works of the best French writers. Besides

this practical acquaintance with good literature, he had

meditated on the philosophic reasoning of Aristotle in

his Rhetoric and Poetics, as those treatises were then

understood through the interpretation of Scaliger and

Castelvetro: he brought therefore into a society which

was just beginning to reflect on the first principles of

taste a mind fully resolved as to the proper limits of the

art of poetry. His ideas of wit may be classed under

the heads of Epigrams, Complimentary Poems—whether

in the form of epitaphs, epistles, or commendatory pre-

faces—and Love Lyrics.

Of the first class little need be said. Jonson's

satirical epigrams are not particularly good. They have

the coarseness of Martial, without his point and finish,

and they are written about persons and things that have

ceased to be interesting. They can hardly be awarded

more praise than the second-rate performances of Sir

John Harington and Sir John Davies. But as a writer

of complimentary verse, Jonson is unequalled by any

English poet, except perhaps by Pope when he is at his

best. The moral weight and dignity of his thought, the

graceful turn of his expression, his power of giving new

life to other men's ideas, combine to produce in his

panegyrical compositions the curiosa felicitas which is

the peculiar praise of Horace. His judgment shines

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especially in the use he makes of his learning. Virgil,

Horace, and Martial are always in his mind, but their

thoughts are reborn there in such a novel form that the

reader enjoys a pleasure derived both from memory and

invention. Virgil, for example, writes in his most char-

acteristic manner :-

Optima quæque dies miseris mortalibus ævi

Prima fugit.1

Jonson expands this into a complimentary epigram

addressed to William Roe :-

When Nature bids us leave to live, 'tis late

Then to begin, my Roe! He makes a state

In life that can employ it ; and takes hold

On the true causes, ere they grow too old.

Delay is bad, doubt worse, depending worst ;

Each best day of our life escapes us first :

Then since we, more than many, these truths know,

Though life be short, let us not make it so.

When Salathiel Pavy, a “ child ” of Queen Elizabeth's

chapel, died, Jonson was reminded of Martial's epigram on

the premature death of the Roman jockey, Scorpus :-

Ille ego sum Scorpus, clamose gloria Circi,

Plausus, Roma, tui, deliciæque breves ;

Invida quem Lachesis, raptum trieteride nona,

Dum numerat palmas, credidit esse senem.2

But how admirably is the Latin idea transfigured in the

following conceit !—

Weep with me, all you that read,

This little story :

And know for whom a tear you shed

Death's self is sorry.

’Twas a child that so did thrive

In grace and feature,

As heaven and nature seemed to strive

Which owned the creature.

Years he numbered scarce thirteen,

When fates turned cruel,

1 Virgil, Georgics iii. 66.

2 Martial, x. 53.

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Yet three filled zodiacs had he been

The stage's jewel ;

And did act, what now we moan,

Old men so duly,

As, sooth, the Parcæ thought him one,

He played so truly.

So by error to his fate

They all consented ;

But viewing him since, alas, too late !

They have repented ;

And have sought, to give new birth,

In baths to steep him ;

But being so much too good for earth,

Heaven vows to keep him.

Here the Latin thought is translated into the Euphuistic dialect. On the other hand, in the compliment paid to Sir Henry Savile, the thought, transferred from the prose of Cicero, is reproduced in a conversational form as near the original as the requirements of metre will permit :-

We need the man that knows the several graces

Of history, and how to apt their places ;

Where brevity, where splendour, and where height,

When sweetness is required, and where weight ;

We need a man can speak of the intents,

The councils, actions, orders, and events

Of state, and censure them ; we need his pen

Can write the things, the causes, and the men :

But most we need his faith (and all have you)

That dares not write things false, nor hide things true.1

1 Compare Cicero, de Oratore, lib. ii. 62-63 : “Nam quis nescit primam esse historiæ legem, ne quid falsi dicere audeat ? deinde ne quid veri non audeat? ne qua suspicio gratix sit in scribendo ? ne qua simultatis ? Hæc scilicet fundamenta nota sunt omnibus. Ipsa autem exædificatio posita est in rebus et verbis. Rerum ratio ordinem temporum desiderat, regionum descriptionem : vult etiam, quoniam in rebus magnis memoriæque dignis consilia primum, deinde acta, postea eventus exspectantur, et de consiliis significari quid scriptor probet, et in rebus gestis declarari, non solum quid actum aut dictum sit, sed etiam quomodo ; et quum de eventu dicatur ut causæ explicentur omnes vel casus, vel sapientiæ, vel temeritatis, hominumque ipsorum non solum res gestæ, sed etiam qui fama ac nomine excellent, de cujusque vita atque natura.” It will be observed that the “wit” of Jonson's epigram lies in his inversion of the order in Cicero's requirements for the historian ; in making the exceptional moral character of Sir H. Savile the crown of his qualifications, rather than his mere technical skill.

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Pre-eminent in excellence are Jonson's complimentary addresses to the ladies of the Court who honoured him with their favour. Among these, Lucy, Countess of Bedford—Drayton's original " Idea "—shone with the greatest brilliancy. Nothing can surpass the wit and felicity of the flattering images which the poet brings as an offering to this " cynosure of courtly eyes, " unless it be the air of mingled freedom and respect with which the offering is presented :-

This morning, timely rapt with holy fire,

I thought to form unto my zealous Muse

What kind of creature I could most desire

To honour, serve, and love, as poets use.

I meant to make her fair, and free, and wise,

Of greatest blood, and yet more good than great;

I meant the day-star should not brighter rise

Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat.

I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet,

Hating that solemn vice of greatness, pride;

I meant each softest virtue there should meet,

Fit in that softer bosom to reside.

Only a learned and a manly soul

I purposed her, that should, with even powers,

The rock, the spindle, and the shears control

Of Destiny, and spin her own free hours.

Such when I meant to feign, and wished to see,

My Muse bade BEDFORD write, and that was she.

Not much inferior are the epigrams addressed respectively to Mary, Lady Wroth, Elizabeth, Countess of Rutland, and Susan, Countess of Montgomery.

The air of manly good-breeding which is here apparent inspires equally Jonson's poetical addresses to men, whether they are directed to a disciple seeking admission into his literary company, a rival whose art he desires to eulogise, or a friend of whose hospitality he is partaking. His lines on Shakespeare are universally known, and there is not less merit in his ungrudging appreciation of the works of Drayton, though, as he tells us, his friendly feeling towards that poet had been questioned. No man has written more picturesquely of the manners of the time : witness his charming Address to Penshurst, describing the life of old feudal England—then in its last declining days—as illustrated in the household of Sir Robert Sidney :-

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Though thy walls be of the country stone,

They're reared with no man's ruin, no man's groan;

There's none that dwell about them wish them down:

But all come in, the farmer and the clown,

And no one empty-handed, to salute

Thy lord and lady though they have no suit

Some bring a capon, some a rural cake,

Some nuts, some apples; some that think they make

The better cheeses bring them; or else send

By their ripe daughters, whom they would commend

This way to husbands; and whose baskets bear

An emblem of themselves, in plum or pear.

But what can this (more than express their love)

Add to thy free provisions, far above

The need of such? whose liberal board doth flow

With all that hospitality doth know!

Where comes no guest but is allowed to eat

Without his fear, and of thy lord's own meat,

Where the same beer and bread and self-same wine

That is his lordship's shall be also mine,

And I not fain to sit (as some this day

At great men's tables; and yet dine away.

Here no man tells my cups; nor standing by,

A waiter, doth my gluttony envy.

But gives me what I call, and lets me eat,

He knows, below, he shall find plenty of meat.

Thy tables hoard not up for the next day,

Nor, when I take my lodging, need I pray

For fire, or lights, or livery; all is there,

As if thou then were mine, or I reigned here:

There's nothing I can wish for which I stay.

That found King James, when hunting late this way

With his brave son the prince; they saw thy fires

Shine bright on every hearth, as the desires

Of thy Penates had been set on flame

To entertain them; or the country came

With all their zeal to warm their welcome here:

What (great I will not say but) sudden cheer

Didst thou then make 'em! and what praise was heaped

On thy good lady then! who therein reaped

The just reward of her high housewif'ry;

To have her linen, plate, and all things nigh,

When she was far, and not a room but drest

As if it had expected such a guest!

In his love-poems Jonson was the first to strike the

1 Precisely the same manners are celebrated by Jonson in his Address to

Sir Robert Wroth, owner of Durance in Middlesex.

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classical note which distinguishes the lyrical style of the Stuart Court from that of its predecessors. Love was not indeed the element in which his Muse breathed most freely. He himself alludes to the fact in the opening epigram of

The Forest :—

Some act of Love's bound to rehearse, I thought to bind him in my verse, Which when he felt, “Away,” quoth he, “ Can poets hope to fetter me? It is enough they once did get Mars and my mother in their net : I wear not these my wings in vain.” With which he fled me, and again Into my rhymes could ne'er be got By any art : then wonder not That, since, my numbers are so cold, When Love is fled and I grow old.

But his touch is light and elegant enough in

A Celebration of Charis, where he aims at embracing the form of Anacreon with the spirit of the chivalric rules of the art of love, as expounded by William de Lorris in the

Roman de la Rose.

Charis is made to specify her own requirements for the ideal lover, and, after describing his person, she does so thus :—

Twere too long to speak of all ; What we harmony do call In a body should be there ; Well he should his clothes too wear, Yet no tailor help to make him ; Drest, you still for man should take him, And not think he'd ate a stake, Or were set up in a brake.

Valliant he should be as fire, Showing danger more than ire ; Bounteous as the clouds to earth, And as honest as his birth ; All his actions to be such As to do no thing too much : Nor o'erpraise nor yet condemn, Nor out-value, nor contemn ; Nor do wrongs, nor wrongs receive, Nor tie knots, nor knots unweave ;

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And from baseness to be free,

As he durst love truth and me.

Such a man, with every part,

I could give my very heart ;

But of one if short he came,

I can rest me where I am.

I have already remarked that the poetry of the troubadours has certain elements in common with that of the Greek epigrammatists, and these elements combined readily enough with the conceits of Euphuism, almost the latest shape into which the genius of Provençal art trans-

formed itself in the fashions of the Jacobean Court. With what tact and ingenuity Jonson harmonised ancient and modern "wit" may be seen by his adaptation of the love-letters of the Greek sophist Philostratus, in the famous song, "Drink to me only with thine eyes." The passage in prose runs :-

Drink to me with thine eyes alone ; and, if thou wilt, apply thy lips and fill the cup with kisses, and so give it to me. When I behold thee, I thirst, even with the cup in my hands ; and it is not this that I touch with my lips, but I know that I drink of thee. I have sent thee a wreath of roses, not to honour thee (though this too was in my mind) but out of favour to the roses themselves, that so they may not wither. And if thou wilt do a favour to thy lover, send back what remains of them, smelling no longer of roses, but only of thee (Philostrati Epistole, xxiv.).

Jonson, with admirable propriety, feigns that the grace which Philostratus only prays for has been granted, and that the miracle, which has been merely suggested as possible by Philostratus, has been positively accomplished. The intricate harmony of the metre which he has adopted for his translation is also well deserving of critical notice.

In effecting the transition from the Euphuistic to the classical manner, it was inevitable that a mind so weighty and powerful as Jonson's should strongly stamp his character on his style. When he is at his best he is a complete master of expression ; but the endeavour to condense large thoughts into a small compass, after the manner of the Latin, sometimes leads him, as it does

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Wotton, into obscurity. For instance, he concludes an

epigram on Sir William Jephson thus :-

These were thy knowing arts, which who doth now

Virtuously practise, must at least allow

Them in, if not from, thee, or must commit

A desperate solecism in truth and wit.

Here the thought itself scarcely seems worth the trouble

spent upon the expression. The same remark applies to

an address to King James, in which he asks :-

Like aids 'gainst treasons who hath found before,

And than in them how could we know God more ?

In another couplet, addressed to Sir Thomas Roe, he

says :-

How much of great example wert thou, Roe,

If time to facts as unto men would owe.

It is difficult to understand that he means, in the second

line, to say : “ If fame were due, as it should be, as much

to men's deeds in themselves as to men's rank and position.”

An epigram on the death of Sir John Roe runs :-

I'll not offend thee with a vain tear more,

Glad-mentioned Roe ; thou art but gone before

Whither the world must follow, and I now

Breathe to expect my When and make my How : 1

Which if most gracious Heaven grant like thine,

Who wets my grave can be no friend of mine.

A touching epigram on his eldest son embodies the

advice of Martial :-

Si vitare velis acerba quædam,

Et tristes animi cavere morsus,

Nulli te facias nimis sodalem :

Gaudebis minus, at minus dolebis. 2

It is difficult to see why this should have required to be

rendered with anything like an elliptical construction :-

1 I.e. Live expecting when and studying how I shall go myself.

2 Martial, xii. 34.

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Rest in soft peace, and ask'd, say here doth lie

Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry

For whose sake henceforth all his vows be such

As what he loves may never like too much.

On the whole, Jonson seems to have been inspired by

the spirit rather than by the form of classical poetry : his

wit was stimulated to rivalry by what he read ; and he

often appears to wrestle with thought in language, as

Michael Angelo in marble, leaving his verse on such

occasions without that effect of completeness and harmony

which the imagination desires and the ear demands. In

this respect his work affords a singular contrast to that of

a poet whose name has been associated with his under

circumstances somewhat unfortunate for both of them.

William Drummond, the son of Sir John Drummond

of Hawthornden, near Edinburgh, was born on the 13th of

December 1585, and was educated at the High School

and afterwards at the University of that city, in the latter

of which he graduated as M.A. in 1605. From Edin-

burgh he proceeded to study French law at Bourges and

Paris. He remained abroad from 1606 to 1608, but in

the following year he became master of Hawthornden,

through the death of his father, and devoted himself with

enthusiasm to the pursuit of literature. From the notes

he has left, it appears that between 1606 and 1614 he

had read most of the Italian, Spanish, French, and Eng-

lish books which had acquired an established reputation,

including the Divine Comedy, the Orlando Furioso, the

Aminta and Gerusalemme, the Pastor Fido, Sir Philip Sidney's

Arcadia, besides the works of Boscan and Du Bartas,

Daniel and Drayton, the lyrics of Donne, and the epigrams

of Ben Jonson. The first-fruits of his own genius was an

elegiac poem entitled Tears for the Death of Mœliades—

the name being an anagram of a motto ("Miles a Deo")

used by Prince Henry, eldest son of James I., who died in

  1. By this work he acquired a high reputation, which

was increased in 1616 by a volume containing Poems,

Amorous, Funeral, Divine, Pastoral, in Sonnets, Songs,

Sextains, and Madrigals. These were written in praise of

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Mary Cunningham of Barns, in Scotland, to whom the poet was engaged to be married, and were sent to her in MS., with a letter which said :-

Here you have the poems, the first-fruits your beauty and many good parts did bring forth in me. Though they be not much worth, yet (I hope) ye will for your own dear self's sake, design them some favour, for whom only they were done, and whom only I wish should see them. Keep them that hereafter when Time (that changeth everything) shall make wither those fair roses of your youth among the other toys of your cabinet, they may serve you as a memorial of what once was, being so much better than little pictures as they are like to be the more lasting ; and in them with your outward beauties are the excellent virtues of your rare mind, limned, though I must confess, as painters do angels and the celestial world, but in mortal shapes and shadows.

The letter has a tragic significance. Mary Cunningham died in 1615, and the poems, which were meant to preserve private images of the past in the mind of her who had inspired them, were published when those images survived only in the heart and memory of her lover. In 1617 Drummond wrote his Forth Feasting, in honour of the King's visit to Scotland, after twelve years' absence. This poem earned the warm admiration of Ben Jonson, and was perhaps the cause of the visit paid by him to Hawthornden, when he made his journey to Scotland in 1618. On that occasion Drummond made notes of the conversation that passed between them, and recorded his impressions of Jonson's character. These being afterwards found among his papers, have served as the groundwork, on the one hand, for the unfavourable portraits so often painted of Ben Jonson, and on the other, for the retaliatory invective with which Gifford, Jonson's ablest editor, has sought to blacken the fame of Drummond. Neither judgment seems to be warranted by the facts. The criticisms of men and things which Jonson let fall, in the gaiety of his heart, and to give pungency to private conversation, were not meant to be taken seriously :

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jottings of Drummond, private records for his own

memory, were not intended for publication. To treat

such things as matter for biography is to destroy all sense

of proportion.

In the same year that Drummond entertained Jonson

at Hawthornden he began a correspondence with Drayton,

whose Polyolbion he greatly admired. The regard was

mutual, and Drayton specially mentions Drummond in his

Epistle to Henry Reynolds, as eminent among the English

poets of the day. Drummond's own life, it is plain, was

deeply affected by the loss of Mary Cunningham. In

1623 he published a second series of sonnets in memory

of her, together with his Flowers of Sion, a series of

meditative poems written in a strongly religious vein, and

a composition in prose called The Cypress Grove. He

sought relief in travel on the Continent; and Elizabeth

Logan, the lady whom he married in 1633, is said to have

borne a striking likeness to his first love. His latter

years were embittered by the state of public affairs. He

was opposed to the line of Episcopalian policy which

Charles I. sought to enforce in Scotland; he was still

more opposed to the ecclesiastical tyranny which arose

out of the subsequent triumph of Presbyterianism. Never-

theless he subscribed to the Covenant in 1639, exclaiming

in an epigram :-

I'll not die martyr for a mortal thing;

Enough to be confessor for a king.

And with that amount of loyalty he was content. Though

he shared the opinions of Montrose, he confined himself

to backing his opinions by pamphlets and epigrams.

Of the former Irene, published in 1638, is an able

attempt to mediate between the two extreme parties;

but after the outbreak of the war he wrote vehemently

against the dominant Presbyterianism in Skiamachia and

Remoras for the National League between Scotland and

England. He had been forced by the Scottish Parliament

to contribute to their cause "a part of a man" from

various of his estates. Not having resolution enough to

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refuse compliance with the order, he revenged himself

with the following epigram :-

Of all these forces raised against the King

'Tis my strange hap not one whole man to bring;

From divers parishes yet divers men;

But all in halfe and quarters. Great King, then,

In halfe and quarters if they come 'gainst thee,

In halfe and quarters send them back to me.

It does not appear that Drummond suffered either in

person or property for his attachment to the royal cause;

but according to report, he was so much affected by the

execution of the King that his own death was hastened

by it: he certainly died on the 4th of December

1649, and was buried in the church of Lasswade, near

Hawthornden.

Drummond continued and expanded the tradition

which had been begun in Scottish poetry by James I.,

who carried northwards the new "rhetoric" initiated by

Chaucer. But whereas Henryson, Dunbar, and Gavin

Douglas naturalised the Chaucerian metres in the Scottish

dialect, Drummond, grounding himself on the example of

the best poets in Elizabeth's Court, entirely divested his

poetical style of the old provincialism. In this practice

he had been to some extent anticipated by Sir William

Alexander, afterwards Earl of Stirling, author of some

early sonnets, addressed, under the title of Aurora, to the

Countess of Argyle. But Alexander's verse is flat and

commonplace, whereas Drummond stands pre-eminent,

among contemporary poets using the English language,

for the easy harmony of his numbers. Possibly his

sonnets may have acquired an accidental charm from the

tragic circumstances associated with them, and had it not

been for the loss of Mary Cunningham, the sincerity of the

Petrarcan sentiments which they embody might have

been with difficulty distinguished from the obviously

artificial emotions expressed in the Delia of Daniel and

the Diana of Constable. But none of the Euphuistic

sonneteers had produced anything comparable with the

harmony of the following sonnet, which will be at once

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recognised as the inspiring source of Eve's amorous address to Adam in Paradise Lost:—1

The sun is fair when he with crimson crown

And flaming rubies leaves his eastern bed;

Fair is Thaumantias in her crystal gown,

When clouds engemmed hang azure, green, and red;

To western worlds when wearied day goes down,

And from Heaven's windows each star shows her head;

Earth's silent daughter, Night, is fair, though brown;

Fair is the moon, though in love's livery clad:

The spring is fair when it doth paint Aprile,

Fair are the meads, the woods, the floods are fair;

Fair looketh Ceres with her yellow hair,

And Apples' Queen when rose-cheeked she doth smile.

That heaven, and earth, and seas are fair is true,

Yet true that all not please so much as you.

And, in another vein, this sonnet (written after the death

of his mistress) is equally deserving of praise:—

What hapless hap had I for to be born

In these unhappy times and dying days

Of this now doting world, when good decays,

Love's quite extinct and virtue held in scorn!

When such are only prized by wretched ways

Who with a golden fleece them can adorn!

When avarice and lust are counted praise,

And bravest minds live orphan-like forlorn!

Why was not I born in the golden age,

When gold yet was not known? and those black arts

By which base worldlings vilely play their parts,

With horrid acts staining earth's stately stage?

To have been then, O heaven, had been my bliss:

But bless me now, and take me soon from this!

If there was unreality of sentiment in the classical

conceits with which Drummond lamented the death of

Prince Henry, no such approach to the balanced melodies

of Latin pastoral poetry had yet been made as is mani-

fest in the following lines from the Tears on the Death of

Mœliades:—

Eye-pleasing meads, whose painted plain forth brings

White, golden, azure, flowers, which once were kings,

To mourning black their shining colours dye,

Bow down their heads while sighing zephyrs fly.

1 Paradise Lost, iv. 641-656.

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Queen of the fields, whose blush makes blush the morn,

Sweet rose, a prince's death in purple mourn ;

O hyacinths ! for aye your AI keep still,

Nay with more marks of woe your leaves now fill :

And you, O flower ! of Helen's tears that's born,

Into those liquid pearls again you turn :

Your green locks, forests, cut ; to weeping myrrhs,

To deadly cypress and ink-dropping firs,

Your palms and myrtles change : from shadows dark

Winged syrens wail ; and you, sad echoes, mark

The lamentable accents of their moan,

And 'plain that brave Mœliades is gone.

Stay, sky, thy turning course, and now become

A stately arch unto the earth, his tomb ;

And over it still, wat'ry Iris, keep,

And sad Electra's sisters who still weep

Mœliades : sweet courtly nymphs, deplore

From Thule to Hydaspes' pearly shore !

When it is remembered that these verses were written

nearly one hundred years before Pope's Windsor Forest,

the genius of Drummond, as an inventor of harmony in

English verse, stands out in strong relief. Even more

remarkable, in its anticipation of the great master of the

English heroic couplet, is the classical turn of the compli-

ment to James I. in Forth Feasting :-

To virgins flowers, to sun-burnt earth the rain,

To mariners fair winds amidst the main,

Cool shades to pilgrims which hot glances burn,

Are not so pleasing as thy blest return.1

That day, dear prince, which robb'd us of thy sight,

(Day ? no, but darkness and a dusky night)

Did fill our breasts with sighs, our eyes with tears,

Turn minutes to sad months, sad months to years ;

Trees left to flourish, meadows to bear flowers,

Brooks hid their heads within their sedgy bowers ;

Fair Ceres cursed our trees with barren frost,

As if again she had her daughter lost :

The Muses left our groves, and for sweet songs

Sat sadly silent, or did weep their wrongs.

You know it, meads ; you murmuring woods it know,

1 Compare Pope's pastoral, Autumn (43-46), where the above passage is

imitated:-

Not bubbling fountains to the thirsty swain,

Not balmy sweets to lab'rers faint with pain,

Not showers to larks, not sunshine to the bee

Are half so charming as thy sight to me.

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Hills, dales, and caves, co-partners of their woe :

And you it know, my streams, which from their eyne

Oft on your glass received their pearly brine;

"O Naiads dear," said they, "Napæas fair !

O Nymphs of trees ! Nymphs which on hills repair"

Gone are those maiden glories, gone that state,

Which made all eyes admire our bliss of late."

As looks the heaven when never star appears,

But slow and weary shroud them in their spheres,

While Tithon's wife embosomed by him lies,

And world doth languish in a mournful guise .

As looks a garden of its beauty spoil'd,

As woods in winter by rough Boreas foil'd,

As portraits rased of colours used to be :

So look'd these abject bounds deprived of thee.

While Drummond was elaborating his metrical experiments north of the Tweed, Sir John Beaumont was developing the same poetical ideal in the Court of St. James.

In many respects the latter, in genius, rank, and character, closely resembled the Scottish poet. Like him he was a landed proprietor ; like him he preferred a life of studious retirement to the life of courts ; yet, still like him, much of his art was devoted to the manufacture of courtly compliment.

He was the second son of Francis Beaumont, one of the Justices of the Common Pleas, by his wife, Anne Pierrepoint, being therefore elder brother to Francis Beaumont, the dramatist.

Born in 1582 or 1583, he was educated at Broadgates Hall (now Pembroke College), Oxford, where he was entered as a gentleman commoner in February 1596-97, but left the university without taking a degree.

In November 1600 he was admitted to the Inner Temple, and five years afterwards, through the death of his eldest brother, Henry, succeeded to the possession of the estate of Grace Dieu in Leicestershire, which, being originally a priory, had been conveyed to his grandfather, John Beaumont, in 1539.

His earliest poem, The Metamorphosis of Tobacco, was published in 1602, and must therefore have been written while he was in residence at the Inner Temple.

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author was on terms of intimacy. To the same influence

may be not unreasonably ascribed the conception of

Beaumont's narrative poem, Bosworth Field; but as this

was not published till after his death, there is no evidence

as to the date of its composition. He must have married

early, for his eldest son, Sir John Beaumont—killed at the

siege of Gloucester in 1644—who collected and published

his father's works in 1629, writes as if he were then him-

self in an established position at Court. His second son,

Francis, who became a Jesuit, offered a poetical tribute to

his genius among the commendatory verses prefixed to

the volume, which contained the following beautiful and

pathetic elegy written by Sir John himself on his third

son, Gervase, who died in childhood:-

Can I, who have for others oft compiled

The songs of death, forget my sweetest child,

Which, like a flow'r crusht with a blast, is dead,

And ere full time hangs down his smiling head,

Expecting with clear hope to live anew

Among the angels, fed with heavenly dew?

We have this sign of joy that many days,

While on the earth his struggling spirit stays,

The name of Jesus in his mouth contains

His only food, his sleep, his ease from pains.

O may that sound be rooted in my mind,

Of which in him such strong effect I find!

Dear Lord, receive my son, whose winning love

To me was like a friendship, far above

The course of Nature or his tender age,

Whose looks could all my bitter grief assuage :

Let his pure soul, ordained seven years to be

In that frail body which was part of me,

Remain my pledge in heaven, as meant to show

How to this port at every step I go.

From a retirement which, it may readily be inferred from

the above lines, was suited to his temperament, Beau-

mont was drawn by the persuasion of his relative, the

rising favourite, George Villiers, Duke of Buckingham.

His Royal and Courtly Poems open with an epigram on

the twentieth anniversary of James's reign, and contain

several eulogistic addresses to the Duke (or, as he then

was, the Marquess), in one of which he says :-

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Sir, you are truly great, and every eye

Not dim with envy, joys to see you high;

But chiefly mine, which, buried in the night,

Are by your beams raised and restored to light.

You, only you, have power to make me dwell

In sight of men, drawn from my silent cell.

And again :-

My Muse, which took fiom you her life and light,

Sat like a weary wretch, whom sudden night

Had overspread ; your absence casting down

The flowers and sirens' feathers from her crown :

Your favour first th' anointed head inclines

To hear my rural songs, and read my lines :

Your voice my reed with lofty music rears,

To offer trembling songs to princely ears.

Through Buckingham's influence, and his own poetical

merit, Beaumont rose into high favour at Court, and in

1626 was created a baronct ; but he died after having

barely enjoyed his new dignity for a year, and, as the

Register of Burials in Westminster Abbey records, was

"buried in y^e broad Ile on y^e South," 29th April 1627.

Beaumont's genius was naturally turned to didactic

verse, and his style in this order forms the link between the

styles of Sir John Davies and Dryden. The Metamorphosis

of Tobacco is written in the light didactic manner invented

by the author of Orchestra, but the metrical vehicle is the

heroic couplet, which Beaumont, using it in the style of

Drayton's Heroical Epistles, manages with an ease only

inferior to that of Dryden, as may be seen from the

following lines :-

Had but the old heroic spirits known

The news, which Fame unto our ears hath blown,

Colchis and the remote Hesperides

Had not been sought for half so much as these.

Nor had the fluent wits of ancient Greece

Praised the rich apples or the Golden Fleece :

Nor had Apollo's garland been of bays,

Nor Homer writ of sweet Nepenthe's praise :

Nor had Anacreon, with a sug'red glose,

Extolled the virtues of the fragrant rose ;

Nor needed Hermes, with his fluent tongue,

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Have joined in one a rude uncivil throng,

And by persuasions made that company

An ordered politic society,

When this dumb orator would more persuade,

Than all the speeches Mercury had made.

Called, half against his will, into the region of Court

compliment, the poet forced his graceful Muse to the

flights of hyperbole and conceit which were expected from

her ; but his courtly wit is by no means so pleasing as

when he pursues his own path of unstudied elegance.

The concetti aimed at are not much less extravagant

than Donne's. For instance, thinking into what superfine

language he can translate the fact that the twentieth

anniversary of the King's accession falls on the 24th

of March, he writes :-

The world to-morrow1 celebrates with mirth

The joyful peace between the heaven and earth ;

To-day let Britain praise that rising light

Whose titles her divided parts unite.

The time since Safety triumphed over Fear.

Is now extended to the twentieth year.

Thou happy year, with perfect number blest,

O slide as smooth, as gentle as the rest :

That when the Sun, dispersing from his head

The clouds of Winter on his beauty spread,

Shall see his equinoctial point again,

And melt his dusky mask to fruitful rain,

He may be loth our climate to forsake,

And thence a pattern of such glory take,

That he would leave the zodiac, and desire

To dwell for ever with our northern fire.

This is worthy of Gongora. Prince Charles having

left England in the spring of 1624 for his Spanish

adventure, and having come back in winter, the poet

maintains, as confidently as any pagan pastoral poet

might have done, that Nature had in the meanwhile

suspended her usual operations :-

For want of him we withered in the spring,

But his return shall life in winter bring :

1 I.e. Lady Day.

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The plants, which when he went were growing green,

Retain their former livelies to be seen

When he reviews them : his expected eye

Preserved their beauty, ready oft to die.

And we are to believe that (though history tells us the

Spaniards themselves were heartily glad of his departure)

the whole course of things in Spain was revolutionised by

Charles's return to his native land :-

When he resolves to cross the watery main,

See what a change his absence makes in Spain!

The earth turns gray for grief that she conceives;

Birds lose their tongues, and trees forsake their leaves.

Beaumont's judgment, in complimentary verse like this,

appears very inferior to Drummond's, who, in his Forth

Feasting, puts his mythological images into the mouth of

the Genius of the River, where they are quite appropriate.

On the other hand, we must, in reading them, make

allowance for the official exigencies of a Court poet, since

it is evident, from the verses addressed by Beaumont to

James I., Concerning the True Form of English Poetry,

that he had formed an exact and critical conception of

the nature of his art :-

In every language now in Europe spoke

By nations which the Roman Empire broke,

The relish of the Muse consists in rhyme;

One verse must meet another like a chime.

Our Saxon shortness hath peculiar grace

In choice of words, fit for the ending place :

Which leave impression in the mind as well

As closing sounds of some delightful bell :

These must not be with disproportion lame,

Nor should an echo still repeat the same.

In many changes these may be exprest,

But those that join most simply run the best :

Their form, surpassing far the fettered staves,

Vain care and needless repetition saves.

These outward ashes keep those inward fires,

Whose heat the Greek and Roman work inspires :

Pure phrase, fit epithets, a sober care

Of metaphors, descriptions clear yet rare,

Similitudes contrasted smooth and round,

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Not vext by learning, but with nature crown'd ;

Strong figures drawn from deep invention's springs,

Consisting less in words and more in things :

A language not affecting ancient times,

Nor Latin shreds by which the pedant climbs :

A noble subject which the mind may lift

To easy use of that peculiar gift,

Which poets in their raptures hold most dear,

When actions by the lively sound appear.

Give me such help, I never will despair,

But that our heads, which suck the freezing air,

As well as hotter brains, may verse adorn,

And be their wonder, as we were their scorn.

A more admirable illustration of the classical spirit naturalised in English verse is not to be found in the range of English poetry. When Beaumont can get free from the entanglements of his Court wit, and expatiate, as he desires, on some res lecta potenter, he approaches more nearly than any poet of his age to the direct vigour of Dryden. His use of the heroic couplet is not indeed best illustrated in the epic style of Bosworth Field, though this contains many strong lines, as in the episode of the king killing the sentinel found asleep on his post :-

Then going forth, and finding in his way

A soldier of the watch who sleeping lay,

Enraged to see the wretch neglect his part,

He strikes a sword into his trembling heart ;

The hand of death and iron dulness takes

Those leaden eyes which nat’ral ease forsakes :

The king this morning sacrifice commends,

And for example thus the fact defends ;

I leave him, as I found him, fit to keep

The silent doors of everlasting Sleep.

But in his Sacred Poems he finds the subject that his genius requires, and several passages in these may rank, for strength and harmony, with anything in the Religio Laici. For example, he writes Of the Miserable State of Man :-

O Knowledge, if a heaven on earth could be,

I would expect to reap that bliss in thee :

But thou art blind, and they that have thy light

More clearly know they live in darksome night.

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See, Man, thy stripes at school, thy pains abroad,

Thy watching and thy paleness well bestowed !

These feeble helps can scholars never bring

To perfect knowledge of the plainest thing :

And some to such a height of learning grow,

They die persuaded that they nothing know.

In vain swift hours, spent in deep study, slide,

Unless the purchased doctrine curb our pride.

The soul, persuaded that no fading love

Can equal her embraces, seeks above,

And now aspiring to a higher place,

Is glad that all her comforts here are base.

Of the tears of contrition he says :-

With these I wish my vital blood to run,

Ere new eclipses dim this glorious sun ;

And yield myself afflicting pains to take

For Thee, my spouse, and only for Thy sake.

Hell could not fright me with immortal fire,

Were it not armed with Thy forsaking ire ;

Nor would I look for comfort and delight

In Heaven, if Heaven were shadowed from Thy sight.

And in the same spirit he writes in the time of “ Desola-

tion ”:-

If solid virtues dwell not but in pain,

I will not wish that Golden Age again,

Because it flowed with sensible delights

Of heavenly things : God hath created nights,

As well as days, to deck the varied globe ;

Grace comes as oft clad in the dusky robe

Of desolation, as in white attire

Which better fits the bright celestial quire.

Some in foul seasons perish through despair,

But more through boldness when the days are fair.

This then must be the med’cine of my woes,

To yield to what my Saviour shall dispose :

To glory in my baseness, to rejoice

In mine afflictions, to obey His voice.

These extracts from Drummond and Beaumont ought to dispose of Waller’s claim to have been the first English poet to write smoothly in the heroic couplet.

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CHAPTER X

SCHOOLS OF POETICAL "WIT" IN THE REIGN OF

CHARLES I.

School of Theological Wit: Francis Quarles; George Herbert; Richard Crashaw; Henry Vaughan. School of Court Wit: Thomas Carew; Sir John Suckling; Robert Herrick; William Habington; Edmund Waller; Sir John Denham.

What is chiefly noticeable in the poetry of Charles I.'s reign is the sharp opposition between the ideals of the Middle Ages and the ideals of the Renaissance, as represented in the various schools of wit which came into existence in the time of his father. Some of these fashions of metrical expression have indeed almost disappeared. Scarcely any traces remain of the allegory employed by Phineas and Giles Fletcher, as the lineal successors of Spenser, whether this take the form of abstract impersonation in the epic style, or of pastoral dialogue.

There is also a tendency to fuse the Metaphysical and Theological schools of wit; the style of George Herbert, in particular, being an extension of the scholastic subtlety of Donne. On the other hand, the Theological school of wit separates itself, more sharply than was the case under James I., from the school of Court wit : its expression of religious thought and feeling is more personal, more monastic, more self-centred; in the same proportion the tone of Court poetry becomes increasingly worldly, cynical, sometimes even gross and obscene.

There are indecent licenses in the verse of Suckling and Carew which Ben Jonson would never have permitted himself to use; while in the lyrics of Herrick,

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the sweetest singer of Jonson's school, it is difficult, amid

the all-pervading paganism of the form, to distinguish

even a faint note of Christian sentiment. The Petrarcan

tradition has lost all its inspiration: neither the Sacharissa

of Waller nor the Castara of Habington rouses her lover

to the semblance of amorous enthusiasm: but Waller's

smooth versification and vein of courtly compliment, to-

gether with Denham's more masculine power of didactic

expression, bring the language one step nearer, than Sir

John Beaumont had brought it, to the standard of "wit"

finally established by Dryden.

To the view of the historian these characteristics of

the poetry of Charles I.'s reign seem nothing if not the

outward emblems of social disintegration and decay. Nor

indeed, it might be thought, could the poets of that age

themselves have been blind to the signs of the times in what

was passing on the continent of Europe. They might have

seen the imperial seat of the Christian Republic deluged

with the blood of Catholic and Protestant. They might

have seen the Protestant hero of the North dying for the

cause of religion on the field of Lutzen. They might

have seen the liberties of the French noble and the French

Huguenot alike trodden under foot by the great minister

of French absolutism. In England, however, almost up

to the outbreak of the Civil War, a peace prevailed

profound as that in the abode of the gods of Epicurus.

The King contrived to rule without the aid of a Parlia-

ment. He cultivated to the top of his bent his taste for

the arts of painting and music. The poets of his Court

called on the society about them to turn from the scenes

of foreign bloodshed to the domestic pleasures of masque,

tilt-yard, and courtly compliment. Falkland and his

philosophic circle indulged in the joy of speculation, little

dreaming of the tragic times awaiting them. Without any

warning from poetry or philosophy, except a few stern lines

in the Lycidas of Milton, the life of Charles's Court, during

the first fifteen years of his reign, seemed to glide on almost

like a procession of pleasure barges on some placid river,

beguiled up to the very brink of the cataract by "the

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torrent's smoothness ere it dash below." I shall attempt

in this chapter to show how the outward movement of

things is reflected in the respective developments of the

schools of Theological and Court "wit."

I. Of all the theological "wits" of Charles I.'s reign,

the one who retained most of the mediæval spirit and of

the Jacobean style was Francis Quarles. He was the third

son of James Quarles of Stewards, in the parish of Romford,

a member of a very ancient family, and was born in

  1. His father, who died in Francis' seventh year, left

him an annuity, chargeable on the family estate, which

served to pay his expenses at Christ's College, Cambridge,

whence he graduated as B.A. in 1608. From Cambridge,

according to the account of him given by his widow, he

was "transplanted to Lincoln's Inn, where for some years

he studied the laws of England---not so much out of desire

to benefit himself thereby, as his friends and neighbours

(showing therein his continual inclination to peace) by

composing suits and differences among them." On the

marriage of Elizabeth, daughter of James I., to the

Elector Palatine, he was made that princess's cup-bearer,

and accompanied her to Germany. Returning to England

about 1618, he married, in the May of that year, Ursula

Woodgate, by whom he had eighteen children, and who

survived to write a short memoir of him. In 1620 he

published his first work, A Feast for Worms, set forth

in a poem of the History of Jonah, the object of which

was to enforce the necessity of repentance. This was

followed by a series of metrical compositions on Scripture

subjects: Hadassa, or The History of Queen Esther (1621) ;

Job Militant (1624) ; Sion's Elegies, wept by Jeremy the

Prophet (1624) ; Sion's Sonnets, sung by Solomon the King

(1625). After this he paused, but renewed his vein of

religious poetry in 1631 with The History of Samson;

Divine Fancies (1632) ; Emblems (1635) ; Hieroglyphics of

the Life of Man (1638). The only secular exceptions

to this long list of poems on sacred subjects were his

metrical romance, Argalus and Parthenia (1628), and

The Shepherd's Oracles, published posthumously. He

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was, however, quite ready to mingle secular flattery with

his Divine Fancies, as may be seen from his epigram

"On Mary":-

Four Maries are eternised for their worth :

Our Saviour found out three, our Charles the fourth

Quarles was much esteemed at Court, though not quite

to the extent suggested by Pope in his well-known

couplet :-

The hero William, and the martyr Charles.

One knighted Blackmore, and one pensioned Quarles.

Through the influence of the Court, and particularly of

the Earl of Dorset, he obtained in 1639 the appointment

of City Chronologer, which he held till his death. He

made no secret of his strong Royalist opinions, and after

the outbreak of the Civil War denounced the Parliament

in several vehement pamphlets, thus bringing on himself

the vengeance of the opposite party, who caused his house

to be ransacked and his manuscripts destroyed, while

eight of them presented a petition against him, "full of

unjust aspersions." This, says his widow, "struck him so

to the heart that he never recovered it, but said plainly,

it would be his death." He did, in fact, die on the 8th

September 1644, and was buried in the church of St.

Olave, Silver Street.

The scholastic or allegorical system of interpreting

Scripture, preserved from the time of Gregory the Great,

is so vividly reflected in Quarles's poetry that it is worth

while to listen to his own explanation of his poetical

intentions. He opens his Hadassa with a "Preface to

the Reader," in which he says :-

A sober vein best suits with Theology : if therefore thou

expect'st such elegancy as takes the times, affect some subject as

will bear it. Had I laboured with over-abundance of fictions

or flourishes, perhaps they had exposed me censurable, and

disprised the sacred subject. Therefore I rest more sparing in

that kind.

Two things I would treat of: First the Matter, secondly the

Manner of this History.

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As for the Matter (so far as I have dealt), it is canonical, and indited by the Holy Spirit of God, not liable to error, and needs no blanching.

In it Theology sits as Queen, attended by her handmaid Philosophy ; both concurring to make the understanding reader a good divine and a wise moralist.

As for the Divinity, it discovers the Almighty in His two great attributes ; in His Mercy delivering His Church ; in His Justice confounding His enemies.

As for the Morality, it offers to us the wholly practick part of Philosophy dealt out into Ethics, Politics, and Economics.

The Ethical part (the object whereof is the manners of a private man) ranges through the whole book and empties itself into the catalogue of Moral Virtues. . . .

The Political part (the object whereof is Public Society) instructs first in the behaviour of a prince to his Subject. . . .

The Economical part (the object whereof is Private Society) teacheth, etc.

Furthermore in this History the two principal faculties of the soul are (nor in vain) employed.

First the Intellect, whose proper object is Truth. Secondly the Will, whose proper object is Good, whether Philosophical, which the great master of Philosophy calls Wisdom, or Theological, which we point at now, hoping to enjoy hereafter.

Thus interpreted, everything in the literal text of Scripture admits of a further application, and, as we have so often seen, the interpretation is given through the medium of allegorical imagery, the visible object being taken as a sign of the spiritual truth. This method is well illustrated by what Quarles calls, in his Job Militant, “ The Proposition of the Work ” :—

Wouldst thou discover in a curious map

That Island which fond worldlings call Mishap,

Surrounded with a sea of briny Tears,

The rocky Dangers, and the boggy Fears,

The storms of Trouble, the afflicted Nation,

The heavy Soil, the lowly Situation ?

On wretched Job then spend thy weeping eye,

And see the colours painted curiously, etc.

From this point we readily pass to the design of

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Emblems, Quarles's most famous work, which the poet

thus describes in an address "To the Reader" :-

An Emblem is but a silent Parable. Let not the tender eye

check to see the allusion to our blessed Saviour figured in these

types. In holy Scripture he is sometimes called a Sower ; some-

times a Fisher ; sometimes a Physician : and why not presented

to the eye as to the ear? Before the knowledge of letters God

was known by Hieroglyphics. And indeed what are the Heavens,

the Earth, and every creature, but Hieroglyphics and Emblems

of His Glory? I have no more to say. I wish thee as much

pleasure in the reading as I had in the writing. Farewell,

Reader.

Quarles's Emblems may be regarded as (with the

exception of the Pilgrim's Progress) the last well-known

work constructed on the allegorical principle described by

Boccaccio.1 Each of these Emblems starts from some

text of Scripture, on which the author founds a Medita-

tion ; this again is illustrated by a pictorial engraving.

The illustrations were not invented to make clear Quarles's

own ideas : they were taken by him from the Pia Desideria

of Herman Hugo, and suggested to him the thought

which he claborates in his verse. The Emblem founded

on the text, "The sorrows of hell compassed me about,

and the snares of death prevented me," and illustrated by

an engraving in which the soul is represented as caught

in a net, and about to be captured by fiends and hell-

hounds, is an average specimen of his poetry :-

Is not this type well-cut? in every part

Full of rich cunning? filled with Zeuxian art?

Are not the hunters and their Stygian hounds

Limmed full to th' life? Didst ever hear the sounds,

The music, and the life-divided breaths

Of the strong-winged horn, recheats, and deaths,

Done more exact? The infernal Nimrods' holloa?

The lawless purlieus? and the game they follow?

The hidden engines? and the snares that lie

So undiscovered, so obscure to th' eye?

1 Compare with the above definition of an "Emblem" the parallel

passage from Boccaccio's Vita e Costumi di Dante Alighieri, cited in my

Life of Pope, p. 50 (vol. v. of the edition of the Works).

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The new-drawn net, and her entangled prey,

And him that closes it? Beholder, say,

Is't not well done? Seems not an emulous strife

Betwixt the rare-cut picture and the life?

He then proceeds to explain his parable, and winds up

the Emblem, in his invariable fashion, with several

citations from the Fathers, and an epigram of his own

making, which runs thus :—

Be sad, my Heart. Deep dangers wait thy mirth :

Thy soul's waylaid by Sea, by Hell, by Earth :

Hell has her hounds . Earth snares : the Sea a shelf :

But most of all, my Heart, beware thyself.

This is ingenious, rather than poetical; yet on occasions

Quarles shows that he can do more than translate a

picture into words, and that Pope's sarcasm in the

Dunciad is unjust.1 The following Emblem represents

admirably the general spirit by which the poet is animated,

and is a sample of what he can do in his moments of

inspiration. The thought may originally have been

suggested to him by Raleigh's Lie :—

False world, thou liest : Thou canst not lend

The least delight;

Thy favours cannot gain a friend,

They are so slight.

Thy morning pleasures make an end

To please at night.

Poor are the wants that thou suppliest;

And yet thou vaunt'st, and yet thou viest

With heaven! Fond earth, thou boast'st ; false world, thou liest.

Thy babbling tongue tells golden tales

Of endless treasure;

Thy bounty offers easy sales

Of lasting pleasure;

Thou ask'st the Conscience what she ails,

And swear'st to ease her;

There's none can want where thou suppliest;

There's none can give where thou deniest;

Alas! fond world, thou boast'st ; false world, thou liest.

1 See Dunciad, i. 139 :—

Where the pictures for the page atone,

And Quarles is saved by beauties not his own.

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What well-advisèd care regards

What earth cam say ?

Thy words are gold, but thy rewards

Are painted clay ;

Thy cunning can but pack the cards ;

Thou canst not play :

Thy game at weakest still thou viest ;1

If seen, and then revied, deniest ;

Thou art not what thou seem'st : false world, thou liest.

Thy tinsel bosom seems a mint

Of new-coined treasure ;

A paradise that has no stint.

No change, no measure ;

A painted cask, but nothing in't

Nor wealth, nor pleasure :

Vain earth, that falsely thus compliest

With man ! Vain man, that thus reliest

On earth ! Vain man, thou dot'st ; vain earth, thou liest.

As Quarles's view of Nature and life was firmly founded

on the allegorical interpretation of Scripture, his style

was in no way affected by that of the metaphysical

school of “wit,” to which the employment of far-fetched

metaphors was necessary for the expression of their super-

subtle thought. He has more affinity with the theolo-

gical wits of the carlier part of James I.'s reign, Sylvester

and Davies of Hereford, who mainly occupied themselves

with the invention of verbal antitheses. His thought is

always simple, and his manner of expressing it plain : on

the other hand, his language is extremely metaphorical,

because metaphor is the natural vehicle of allegory ; and

he was perhaps the first writer of the theological school to

introduce those multiplied images in illustration of a single

thought which are so freely used in the poetry of George

Herbert, Crashaw, and Vaughan. In The Feast of Worms,

his earliest work, are these lines :-

Why, what are men but quickened lumps of earth ?

A feast for worms ; a bubble full of mirth ;

A looking-glass for grief ; a flash ; a minute ;

A painted tomb with putrefaction in it ;

A map of death ; a burthen of a song ;

A winter's dust ; a worm of five foot long ;

1 A technical term in card-playing.

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Begot in sin ; in darkness nourished ; born

In sorrow ; naked ; shiftless and forlorn ;

The first voice heard in crying for relief,

Alas ' he comes into a world of grief :

His age is sinful and his youth is vain ;

His life's a punishment ; his death's a pain.

His death's a winter night that finds no morrow :

Man's life's an hour-glass, which being run

Concludes that hour of joy, and so is done.

At this point, as well as in the spirit of contempt in

which he writes of the world and its vanities, Quarles's

genius touches that of the most famous poet of the theo-

logical school in the reign of Charles I., though in other

respects the styles of the two are strongly contrasted.

George Herbert was the fifth son of Richard Herbert,

of Montgomery Castle, and of his wife, Magdalen Newport.

He was born on the 5th of April 1593. From West-

minster School, where he was sent in 1605, he passed,

as a scholar, to Trinity College, Cambridge, in 1609 ; he

took his B.A. degree in 1613, and his M.A. in 1616. In

the latter year he was appointed Rhetoric Reader, and

when the Public Oratorship fell vacant in 1619 by the

resignation of Sir Francis Nethersole, he was elected to

that post, being chiefly anxious to obtain it because it

brought him into frequent communication with the Court.

" He seldom," says his biographer, Izaak Walton, "looked

towards Cambridge except when the King was there, and

then he never failed." He had indeed while at Cam-

bridge fixed his hopes on Court preferment, but the

opportunity passed away. James I. presented him with

a sinecure which had previously been held by Sir Philip

Sidney, the rectorship of Whitford, in the diocese of St.

Asaph. After this, to quote again the narrative of

Walton :-

In the time of Mr. Herbert's attendance and expectation of

some good occasion to move from Cambridge to Court, God, in

whom there is an unseen chain of causes, did in a short time put

an end to the lives of two of his most obliging and most powerful

friends, Lodowick, Duke of Richmond, and James, Marquis of

Hamilton ; and not long after this King James died also, and

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with them all Mr. Herbert's Court hopes ; so that he frequently

took himself to a retreat from London to a friend in Kent, where

he lived very privately, and was such a lover of solitariness as

was judged to impair his health more than study had done.

At last, influenced largely by the persuasions of his

mother, he resolved to take deacon's orders, and in 1626

was presented by Williams, Bishop of Lincoln, with the

prebend of Layton Ecclesia in that diocese. Here he

rebuilt the church at his own expense. His mother died

in 1627, and he himself fell into such feeble health that

he resigned the Public Oratorship, and left Cambridge.

Within two years of his doing this he married Jane,

daughter of Charles Danvers of Bainton, in Wiltshire,

and about a year afterwards was presented by the King

with the living of Bemerton, near Salisbury. Not having

been yet ordained priest, and shrinking from the respon-

sibility of the cure of souls, he at first declined the offer,

but on the persuasion of Laud, then Bishop of London,

he changed his mind, received institution from Davenant,

Bishop of Salisbury, and was inducted into the Rectory,

28th April 1630. Having worked in his parish for about

two years, he died in it of consumption, and was buried

there on the 6th March 1632.

Taken in connection with the spiritual utterances of

his poetry, the outward facts of George Herbert's life

reveal clearly the course of inward feeling which led him

away from the business of the world into the bosom of

the Church. In the interesting autobiographical glimpses

he gives us in his poem called Affliction, we see that he

had always been disposed towards religion ; but he holds

that he had been constantly checked by the will of God

from surrendering himself to his own "bias." Of his

time at Cambridge he says :-

Whereas my birth and spirit rather took

The way that takes the town,

Thou didst betray me to a lingering book,

And wrap me in a gown ;

I was entangled in the world of strife,

Before I had the power to change my life.

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Yet, for I threaten'd oft the siege to raise,

Not simp'ing all my age,

Thou often didst with academic praise

Melt and dissolve my rage ;

I took thy sweeten'd pill till I came near,

I could not go away, nor persevere.

When his ambitious hopes were disappointed, and his

outlook on the external world darkened, he turned, with

the fervour of a religious nature, to the alternative of

sclf-examination :-

Then cease discoursing, soul ; till thine own ground;

Do not thyself or friends importune :

He that by seeking hath himself once found

Hath ever found a happy fortune.

But he did not seek this self-knowledge by the same

philosophic road as the author of Nosce Teipsum. To

reach the calm neccessary for heavenly contemplation, it

was necessary for him to feel directly the presence of

God, and from this he was hindered by the intensity of

his sense of sin :-

Ah, was it not enough that Thou

By Thy eternal glory didst out-go me ?

Couldst Thou not grief's sad conquest me allow,

But in all victories overthrow me

Yet by confession will I come

Into Thy conquest. Though I can do nought

Against Thee, in Thee I will overcome

The man who once against Thee fought.

The goal of self-knowledge was to be reached by self-

immolation through the teaching and discipline of the

Church. Hence, on his arrival at Bemerton, he seems to

have resolved to shut out all distracting views of the

world :-

When at his induction (says Walton) he was shut into

Bemerton Church, being left there alone to toll the bell as the

law required him, he stayed so much longer than an ordinary

time before he returned to his friends that stayed expecting him

at the church door, that his friend Mr. Woodnot looked in at

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the church window, and saw him lying prostrate on the ground

before the altar: at which time and place (as he afterwards told

Mr. Woodnot) he set some rules to himself for the future manage

of his life, and then and there made a vow to labour to keep

them.

Nature, in Herbert's view, was no longer to be con-

templated directly, but as she was seen through the

interpretation of the Scripture. Of the Bible he says :-

O that I knew how all thy lights combine,

And the configuration of their glory,

Seeing not only how each verse doth shine,

But all the constellations of the story.

This verse marks that, and both do make a motion

Unto a third, that ten leaves off doth lie,

Then, as dispers'd herbs do make a potion,

These three make up some Christian's destiny.

Such are thy secrets, which my life makes good,

And comments on thee - for in everything

Thy works do find me out, and parallels bring,

And in another make me understood

Stars are poor books, and oftentimes do miss :

This book of stars lights to eternal bliss.

In the opening portion of The Temple he seems to

deliver a farewell address, full of the secular wisdom

gathered from his own experience, to hearers who assemble

in the "Church Porch " to look for a moment into the

sacred edifice, and then disperse to mingle in the business

and amusements of the world. From these he himself

turns away, to find, in the lights that stream through the

"Church Windows" on to the "Church Pavement," in the

"Church Monuments," and even in the "Church Door

and Lock," ideas that may lift his soul out of her fleshly

prison-house into a heavenly atmosphere. Or he seeks,

by means of the sacraments of the Church, to bring his

own nature into close and actual communion with God,

as he says in one of his most subtly characteristic poems :-

Not in rich furniture or fine array,

Nor in a wedge of gold,

Thou, who from me wast sold,

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To me dost now Thy self convey.

For so Thou shouldst without me still have been,

Leaving within me sin.

But, by the way of nourishment and strength,

Thou creep'st into my breast,

Making Thy way my rest,

And Thy small quantities my length,

Which spread their forces into every part,

Meeting sin's force and art.

Yet can these not get over to my soul;

Leaping the wall that parts

Our souls and fleshy hearts;

But as th' outworks they may control,

My rebel flesh, and, carrying Thy name,

Affright both sin and shame.

Only Thy grace, which with these elements comes,

Knoweth the ready way,

And hath the private key,

Opening the soul's most subtle rooms,

While those, to spirits refin'd, at door attend

Despatches from their friend.

This habit of self-conscious introspection, and the submission of the intellect to ecclesiastical authority, determine the character of Herbert's poetry, both in respect of its conception of Nature and of its modes of expression. There is no attempt in him to represent the Christian scheme as an imaginative whole in any form of epic action, such as we find in Phineas Fletcher's Purple Island or Giles Fletcher's Christ's Death and Victory. The didactic form is common in his poetry, but here Herbert's treatment of external Nature compares unfavourably with the large and vigorous reasoning power displayed by the author of Nosce Teipsum. One of his longest poems is written on the subject of "Providence," and is intended to illustrate the Divine government of the world. Each stanza contains an isolated conceit; and in his examples of God's wisdom the poet never advances beyond the scholastic knowledge provided for him in Pliny's Natural History. Streams are supposed to move in a circular course through the ocean back to their own springs: antidotes are believed always to grow by poisons.

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Exceptional phenomena, incorrectly observed, are cited as

proofs of the existence of Providence :-

Most things move the under-jaw ; the crocodile not :

Most things sleep lying ; th' elephant leans or stands.

And the mere enumeration of commonplace facts is

supposed to illustrate design :-

Thy cupboard serves the world : the meat is set

Where all may reach ; no beast but knows his feed :

Birds teach us hawking ; fishes have their net ;

The great prey on the less, they on some weed.

Nothing ingendered does prevent his meat ;

These have their tables spread ere they appear ;

Some creatures have in winter what to eat,

Others to sleep, and envy not their cheer.

Herbert's strength of poetical conception lies in vivid,

and often sublime, renderings of the spiritual aspects of

human nature, such as are found in the verses curiously

called The Pulley :-

When God at first made man,

Having a glass of blessings standing by,

" Let us," said He, " pour on him all we can ;

Let the world's riches, which dispersèd be,

Contract into a span."

So strength first made a way,

Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure ;

When almost all was out, God made a stay,

Perceiving that alone of all his treasure

Rest in the bottom lay.

" For if I should," said He,

" Bestow this jewel also on My creature,

He would adore My gifts instead of Me,

And rest in Nature, not the God of Nature :

So both should losers be.

" Yet let him keep the rest,

But keep them with repining restlessness ;

Let him be rich and weary, that at least,

If goodness leads him not, yet weariness

May toss him to My breast."

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By his power of intense meditation, he often seems either

to penetrate into the farthest regions of abstract thought,

or to assure his soul of the inward presence of God. In

a poem called The Search he asks :-

Where is my God? What hidden place

Conceals Thee still?

What covert dare conceal Thy face?

Is it Thy will?

O let not that of any thing ;

Let rather brass,

Or steel, or mountains, be Thy ring.

And I will pass.

Thy will such an intrenching is

As passeth thought ;

To it all strength, all subtleties

Are things of nought.

Thy will such a strange distance is,

As that, to it,

East and West touch, the poles do kiss.

And parallels meet.

Since then my brief must be as large

As is Thy space,

Thy distance, from me ; see my charge,

Lord, see my case.

O take those bars, those lengths away ;

Turn, and restore me :

"Be not, Almighty," let me say,

"Against, but for me."

When Thou dost turn and wilt be near,

What edge so keen,

What point so piercing can appear

To come between ?

For as Thy absence doth excel

All distance known,

So doth Thy nearness bear the bell,

Making two one.

As a poetical vehicle for his religiously metaphysical

mood, he found a convenient model in the "wit" of

Donne, using, like Plato, the imagery of the physical, to

suggest the invisible movements of the intellectual, Eros.

Herbert begins his spiritual voyage where Donne (at least

in his early poems) ends. The latter found inspiration

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for his metaphysical fancy in the strange paradoxes of

sensual love: Herbert pursued conceits equally remote

into the paradoxes of religion. Donne opens one of his

love-poems on the pains of absence from the beloved

object with the following stanza :-

Soul's joy, when thou art gone,

And I alone

Which cannot be,

Because thou dost abide with me,

And I depend on thee

Herbert, in a poem called A Parody, makes this stanza

the starting-point for a meditation on the spiritual inter-

course of the soul with God. Concentrating all his

imaginative energy on the meditations of his own soul,

he sought, by means of the imagery of metaphysical "wit,"

applied to the doctrines, festivals, and ceremonies of the

Catholic Church, to express these meditations in a series

of spiritual epigrams. Viewed simply in its poetical

aspect, this principle of composition had its strength and

weakness. Its strength lay in the intensity and simplicity

with which the poet was able to realise and express each

mood while it lasted. When, for example, the action of

his soul is exalted by partaking of the Holy Communion,

he feels himself to be like Adam before his fall :-

For sure when Adam did not know

To sin, or sin to smother,

He might to heaven from Paradise go,

As from one room t' another.

But when the mood passes, depression sinks him almost

as deep as he had been raised by enthusiasm :-

How should I praise Thee, Lord ! How should my rhymes

Gladly engrave Thy love in steel,

If what my soul doth feel sometimes,

My soul might ever feel !

Although there were some forty heavens, or more,

Sometimes I peer above them all,

Sometimes I hardly reach a score,

Sometimes to hell I fall.

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And then, since he has deliberately severed himself from

the world of life and action, he is reduced by introspection

to childish and impotent longings that his nature were of

a more perfect, even if of a lower, order :-

O that I were an orange-tree,

That busy plant !

Then should I ever laden be,

And never want

Some fruit for Him that dressèd me !

As the epigram was the mould which Herbert naturally

chose for the expression of his varying spiritual moods, so

(and in this too he followed the footsteps of Donne) the

elaboration of metaphor was the main device by which he

sought to give point to his spiritual epigrams. Success

attended him in proportion as the thought which he

strove to express was simple and natural. His imagery

is often beautiful : nothing, for example, can surpass in

exquisite propriety the simile by which he likens the

shrinking of religious feelings in his soul to the hiberna-

tion of flowers :-

Who would have thought my shrivell'd heart

Could have recover'd greenness ? It was gone

Quite underground ; as flowers depart

To see their mother root, when they have blown,

Where they together

All the hard weather,

Dead to the world, keep house unknown.

On the other hand, his habit of expressing the ab-

stract by the concrete led him into temptations to which

he constantly yielded. He cultivated quaintness for its

own sake. Sometimes he makes a whole sonnet consist

of nothing but metaphors, as, for example, when he strives

to depict the manifold spiritual aspects of prayer :-

Prayer, the Church's banquet, Angels' age,

God's breath in man returning to his birth,

The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage,

The Christian plummet sounding heaven and earth :

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Engine against th' Almighty, sinner's tower,

Reversèd thunder, Christ-side-piercing spear,

The six-days' world transposing in an hour.

A kind of time which all things hear and fear ;

Softness, and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss,

Exalted manna, gladness of the best,

Heaven in ordinary, man well-drest,

The milky way, the bird of Paradise ;

Church bells beyond the stars heard, the soul's blood,

The land of spices, something understood.

This conscious artificiality impaired the fineness of his

judgment and taste. He did not perceive when an image,

naturally beautiful, was spoiled by over-elaboration, so

that he constantly wrote stanzas like the following :-

Listen, sweet Dove, unto my song,

And spread Thy golden wing's in me,

Hatching my tender heart so long,

Till it get wing, and fly away with Thee.

Nor did he understand how great would be the feeling of

artistic disappointment in the reader to find a poem on

Virtue opening with the perfect stanza :-

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,

The bridal of the earth and sky,

The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ;

For thou must die ;

and concluding with this :-

Only a sweet and virtuous soul,

Like seasoned timber, never gives,

And though the whole world turn to coal,

Then chiefly lives.

Though " coal " here doubtless means " charcoal," the harsh

and violent metaphor seems to be too obviously suggested

by the rhyming of the word with "soul." Nor did Herbert

care whether his images were ugly and clumsy in them-

selves so long as they sufficiently allegorised his meaning.

When he wishes to describe the condition of the soul

incapable of rising into acts of " Praise," he writes :-

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But when Thou dost on business blow,

It hangs, it clogs ;

Not all the teams in Albion, in a row,

Can hale or draw it out of door ;

Legs are but stumps and Pharaoh's wheels but logs,

And struggling hinders more.

He often offends by the materialism and familiarity of

the images under which he describes the most sacred acts

of religion. Thus he represents the Holy Communion as

a "Banquet":-

O what sweetness from the bowl

Fills my soul,

Such as is and makes divine !

Is some star—fled from the sphere--

Melted there ;

As we sugar melt in wine?

Or hath sweetness in the bread

Made a head

To subdue the smell of sin,

Flowers, and gum, and powders giving

All their living,

Lest the enemy should win.

Doubtless neither star nor flower

Hath the power

Such a sweetness to impart :

Only God, who gives perfumes,

Flesh assumes,

And with it perfumes my heart.

But as pomanders and wood

Still are good,

Yet, being bruis'd, are better scented :

God, to show how far His love

Could improve,

Here as broken is presented.

From the character of these lines it will readily be

divined that there was something in the religious instincts

of many Englishmen which would hardly find its full

satisfaction within the Anglican channels marked out for

it by George Herbert. For himself, his metaphysical

intellect and his power of abstract thought found sufficient

scope in the sober doctrine and ritual of that Communion,

as it was being developed under the influence of Laud's

principle of the Beauty of Holiness. But men of a purely

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emotional temperament were carried irresistibly by their

æsthetic needs towards the more splendid ceremonial of

the Church of Rome. We have already had an illustra-

tion, in the poetry of Southwell, of the effects produced

on metrical composition by religious mysticism; and this

movement of the imagination reached a fuller develop-

ment in the genius of one of the most remarkable poets

of the reign of Charles I.

Richard Crashaw was the son of William Crashaw,

B.D., Fellow of St. John's College, Cambridge, and after-

wards (by his own description) "Preacher of God's Word"

at Bridlington, Beverley, the Temple, Agnus Burton, and

finally Whitechapel. The father was a man imbued with

the strong anti-Papal feelings roused in English society

by the Gunpowder Plot, and with that antipathy to the

Jesuits which is expressed in the Locustæ of Phineas

Fletcher. He was especially hostile to the Mariolatry of

the Jesuit order, and exposed it in a pamphlet called The

Disloyalty of Loyola, citing some of the doctrines they

advocated: as "That the milk of Mary may come

into comparison with the blood of Christ"; "That the

Christian man's faith may lawfully take hold of both as

well as one"; "That the best compound for a sick soul

is to mix together her milk and Christ's blood"; "That

Christ is still a little child in His mother's arms, and so

may be prayed unto"; and "That a man shall oftentimes

be sooner heard at God's hand in the mediation of Mary

than Jesus Christ." Being, however, a man of vivid

imagination, he was powerfully attracted by the principles

he detested, as he showed by translating many of the

Latin hymns of the Jesuits into English. He also trans-

lated a hymn ascribed to St. Bernard, entitled Querela

sive Dialogus Animæ et Corporis Damnati, the opening of

which, in his rendering, has a certain weird power :-

In silence of a winter's night,

A sleeping, yet a walking, sprite,

A lifeless body, to my sight

Methought appeared, thus addight.

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In that my sleep I did descry

A soul departed hence lately

From that foul body which lay by,

Wailing with sighs, and loud did cry.

It is interesting to observe the effects of this mingled attraction and repulsion on the life and poetry of Richard,

his son, who was born in London in 1612-13. From Charterhouse, where he was at school, he went to Pembroke College, Cambridge, matriculating there as pensioner 26th March 1632. At that time the Anglican revival under Laud was at its height, and much attention was being paid by the different colleges to the beautification of their chapels: Pembroke was forward in the movement, as was Peterhouse, to which college Crashaw re-

moved in 1636, after taking his B.A. degree, to be elected Fellow there in 1637. He had doubtless been familiarised by his father from his childhood with the problems of theological metaphysics, and he now surrendered himself with fervour to the religious enthusiasm of the age. “In the Temple of God”—says the preface to the edition of his poems published soon after his death,—“under His wing, he led his life in St. Mary’s Church: there he lodged under Tertullian’s roof of angels ; there he made his nest, more gladly than David’s swallow, near the House of God, where, like the primitive saints, he offered more prayers in the night than others usually offer in the day.”

These devotional exercises were rudely interfered with in 1643, when the Parliamentary Visitors began their work of iconoclasm at Cambridge. Peterhouse was exposed to the first fury of their brutal barbarism. “We went ”—so they exultingly record—“to Peterhouse, 1643, December 21, with officers and soldiers, and . . . we pulled down two mighty great angels with wings, and divers other angels, and the Four Evangelists, and Peter with his keys over the chapel door, and about an hundred cherubims and angels, and divers superstitious letters in gold”1 The shock to a man of Crashaw’s emotional temperament must have been great, nor did the violence of the Puritans

1 Grosart’s edition of Crashaw’s complete Works, vol. ii. p. xlviii.

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cease with the destruction of works of art and beauty.

Fellows who refused to sign the Covenant were ejected from

their colleges, and of these was Crashaw, who shortly after-

wards joined the Church of Rome. Hitherto the only

verse of his which had appeared was a volume of reli-

gious Latin epigrams, but in 1646 he published his Steps

to the Temple and Delights of the Muses, containing many

sacred poems, and amongst others his Hymn in honour of

St. Teresa, to which he adds a poetical "Apology," ex-

plaining that the hymn was written while he was yet a

Protestant. In 1646 he went to Paris as secretary to

Jermyn, who was then there with the Queen, and while

so employed formed a firm friendship with Cowley. Soon

afterwards he proceeded to Rome, and became secretary

to Cardinal Palotta, in whose service he remained till

1649-50; but the immoralities of the Papal Court so

scandalised him, that he then retired to Loretto, where

he died the same year—not without the suspicion of

having been poisoned—and was buried in the chapel of

the monastery.

Cowley wrote an elegy on Crashaw's death which deserves

some, though not all, of the praise bestowed upon it by Johnson,

who says that it contains "beauties which common authors

may justly think not only above their attainment, but be-

yond their ambition."1 In it the following passage is found:-

Still the old heathen gods in numbers dwell,

The heavenliest thing in earth stills keeps up hell.

Nor have we yet quite purged this Christian land ;

Still idols here like calves in Bethel stand.

And though Pan's death long since all or'cles broke,

Yet still in rhyme the fond Apollo spoke,

Nay, with the worst of heathen dotage, we

(Vain men) the monster woman deify ;

Find stars, and tie our fates there, in a face,

And Paradise in them, by whom we lost it, place.

What different faults corrupt our Muses thus,

Wanton as girls, as old wives fabulous !

Thy spotless Muse, like Mary, did contain

The boundless Godhead ; she did well disdain

That her eternal verse employed should be

1 Lives of the Poets, "Cowley."

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On a less subject than Eternity ;

And for a sacred mistress scorn'd to take

But her whom God himself scorn'd not His spouse to make.

It (in a kind) her miracle shall do,

A fruitful mother and a virgin too.

These verses (marred to some extent by the offensiveness of the conceit) express a half truth, which might well mislead the reader as to the character of Crashaw's genius.

It is true that most of his poetry deals with sacred themes.

But it is not true that he ever devoted his verse to the sole service of the Virgin, in the sense that George Herbert consecrated his to the service of the Anglican Church ; indeed, the Virgin occupies a less prominent position in Crashaw's poetry than either St. Mary Magdalene or St. Teresa.

Nor can it be truly said that his Muse was never employed "on a less subject than Eternity" ; for he wrote upon such ephemeral matters as the King's Coronation, the birth of the Princess Elizabeth, the Queen's numerous progeny, "A Gnat burnt in a Candle," "Apricots sent to Cowley" and the like ; and while he followed the usual Court vein in his Wishes for a Mistress, he did not hesitate to translate licentious poems from the Latin and Italian.

As to the first paragraph of Cowley's poem, though it is true that no English poet is more exclusively religious in his choice of subjects than Crashaw, it is also true that, in the treatment of the subjects, no poet has depended so exclusively on the amorous imagery and allusion which inspire the genius of the pagan Muse.

The fact is that, combined with a strong religious instinct, Crashaw possessed an emotional temperament, and an artistic organisation which made him keenly alive to impressions through the senses ; besides which he had an admirable faculty for imitating style.

His mind was receptive rather than creative : he acquired languages with facility ; and whatever he read in Greek, Latin, Italian, or Spanish, inspired him with a desire to give the thought a new turn in some harmonious form of words.

In his university days, having studied with keen appreciation the

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Greek and Latin idyllic and epigrammatic poets, he perceived that their poetic style might, with certain modifications, be applied to express the paradoxes of the Christian faith, and in his Epigrammata Sacra he set himself to accomplish this task. In an address to the reader he assures him that he will find nothing in his verses to offend the chastest mind; he professes—doubtless with absolute honesty—that he had resisted all the allurements of sensual Love :—

Sæpe puer dubias circum me moverat alas,

Jecit et incertas nostra sub ora faces ;

Sæpe vel ipse sua calamum mihi blandus ab ala

Vel matris cygno de meliore dedit ;

Sæpe Dionææ pactus mihi serta coronæ ;

Sæpe, Meus vates, tu, mihi dixit, eris.

The service which the pagan epigrammatists bestowed upon Venus and Cupid shall, he says, be transferred by him to the Virgin and her child.1 And he finally prays the Saviour that, as the pagan Love pierced with his shafts the hearts of his worshippers, so his own heart may be transfixed and purified with the divine arrows of affliction.

Thus, by a kind of irony, Richard Crashaw was gradually drawn through his imagination into the semi-materialistic form of worship encouraged by the Jesuits, against which his father so vehemently protested. He seems, indeed, to have received his first impulse towards the composition of sacred poetry from the publication of George Herbert's Temple; but there is little in common between the abstract flights of metaphysical fancy, in which Herbert strives to raise himself into the presence of God, and the sensuous imagery wherewith Crashaw gratifies his spiritual emotions. The author of The Temple uses words and images as imperfect vehicles for the expression of things that the heart of man cannot fully conceive : the author of The Flaming Heart seems to float on them as on clouds of incense above the limits of ordinary sensation. The religious mood that he

1 Cede puer, dixi et dico, cede, improba Mater :

Altera Cypris habet nos, habet alter Amor.

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desired to attain was the state of devout rapture described in the Life of St. Teresa ; and, in pursuit of this end, he adapted to the requirements of religious aspiration the amorous dithyrambics of Anacreon and Catullius.

The artistic product of this mode of poetical conception has been very variously judged. By Coleridge, who avows that he obtained from Crashaw the motive of Christabel, his powers have been, naturally enough, enthusiastically exalted.1 Pope, on the contrary, who represented the matured taste of the generation that followed the age of Crashaw, speaks of him with disparagement. " I take this poet," he says, "to have writ like a gentleman : that is, at leisure hours, and more to keep out of idleness than to establish a reputation : so that nothing regular or just can be expected of him. All that regards design, form, fable (which is the soul of poetry), all that concerns exactness or consent of parts (which is the body), will probably be wanting ; only pretty conceptions, fine metaphors, glittering expressions, and something of a neat cast of verse (which are properly the dress, gems, or loose ornaments of poetry) may be found in these verses." 2

Considering how many suggestions Pope owed to Crashaw, this criticism is not very generous ; nor does it show anything like an adequate perception of the remarkable powers exhibited by his predecessor, when he is working within his own sphere as a metrical musician. Crashaw's gift of formal imitation, that is to say, of thinking in the spirit of earlier poets, and adapting their manners to a novel range of subjects, is admirable, and is freely exercised in his sacred epigrams. Though these often want the finish and correctness that are expected of modern composers in Latin verse, yet their free movement and their mastery of the style and rhythm of Martial, the epigrammatist whom Crashaw chiefly imitates, are astonishing. Take, for example, the famous epigram on the miracle of the water turned into wine :-

1 Letters and Conversations (1836), i. 196.

2 Letter to Cromwell, 17th December 1710.

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Unde rubor vestris et non sua purpura lymphis?

Quæ rosa mirantes tam nova mutat aquas?

Numen, convivæ, præsens agnoscite Numen :

Nympha pudica Deum vidit, et erubuit 1

Excellent, too, is the epigram on the blind man re-stored to sight :-

Felix, qui potuit tantæ post nubila noctis,

O dignum tanta nocte videre diem :

Felix ille oculus, felix utrinque putandus,

Quod videt, et primum quod videt ille Deum.2

The richness and harmony of his vocabulary may be illustrated from his poem entitled The Flaming Heart :-

O thou undaunted daughter of desires !

By all thy dower of lights and fires ;

By all the eagle in thee, all the dove ;

By all thy lives and deaths of love ;

By thy large draughts of intellectual day,

And by thy thirsts of love more large than they ;

By all thy brim-filled bowls of fierce desire,

By thy last morning's draught of liquid fire ;

By the full kingdom of that final kiss,

That seized thy parting soul, and made thee His,

By all the heaven thou hast in Him

(Fair sister of the seraphim !) ;

By all of Him we have in thee,

Leave nothing of myself in me.

Let me so read thy life that I

Unto all life of mine may die.

His deliberate experiments on the principle of alliteration, which is contained in the genius of English verse, often produce such happy results as in the following description of a monastery :-

O hasty portion of prescribèd sleep,

Obedient slumbers, that can wake and weep,

And sing, and sigh, and work, and sleep again ;

Still rolling a round spear of still returning pain.

Hands full of hearty labours ; pains that pay

And prize themselves : do much that they may,

And work for work not wages ; let to-morrow's

New drops wash off the sweat of this day's sorrows ;

A long and daily-dying life, which breaths

A respiration of reviving deaths.

1 Epigrammata Sacra, xlvi.

2 Ibid. cxlvi.

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And of the longer poems, In the Glorious Epiphany of our Lord God—a composition which has more of central idea and organic unity than is usual in Crashaw—the prophecy by the Magi, who are represented as sun-worshippers, of the approaching eclipse of their deity by the Sun of Righteousness, is most musically elaborated in an antiphon full of skilfully combined verbal harmonies.

These are remarkable achievements. But when we look away from such metrical tours de force to what Pope calls the soul of poetry, it cannot be denied that the judgment of the latter on Crashaw is fundamentally just. In all that relates to “design, form, fable,” the latter shows a strange deficiency of creative power. The student of his poetry will at once observe how little of it was inspired by original ideas.

Of his most famous compositions, the Sospetto d’ Erode is a paraphrase of a single book of Marino’s Strage degli Innocenti. Music’s Duel is a lengthy expansion of Strada’s short Latin poem on the Musician and the Nightingale. The Hymn in honour of St. Teresa and The Flaming Heart are metrical exercises suggested by incidents recorded in newly published Lives of the saint. In these, and indeed in most of Crashaw’s poems, the inspiring motive comes from the thought of others, rather than from his own.

And the cause of this phenomenon is not difficult to understand. Poetry was not to Crashaw what it was to George Herbert, a vehicle of metaphysical thought, enabling him to mount by an intellectual process into the presence of God, and therefore under the control of judgment and reason : it was a musical instrument which gave forth its notes, like an Æolian harp, at the breath of each mystical emotion.

His artistic temperament combined much of the genius of the musician and the painter, and his imagination was swayed more through his senses than through his intellect. Hence his methods of composition were those proper to painting and music, rather than to poetry. What he admired in the work of other poets was richness of descriptive detail, and nothing is more noticeable in his own than the number of images it

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contains, raising associations of sight, sound, and even

taste and smell. For example, he was evidently attracted

to Marino's Strage degli Innocenti, for the sake, not of the

action, in which that poem is very deficient, but of the

vividness of the descriptions. Marino, like all poets of

the second class, seeks to produce a feeling of the

sublime by piling up images, and Crashaw endeavours to

surpass his master. In the following description of Satan

in hell the words printed in italics are additions to the

conception of the Italian poet :-

His eyes, the sullen dens of Death and Night,

Startle the dull air with a dismal red :

Such his fell glances as the fatal light

Of staring comets that look kingdoms dead.

From his black nostrils and blue lips, in spite

Of hell's own stink a worse stink is spread :

His breath hell's lightning is : and each deep groan

Disdains to think that heaven thunders alone.

His faming eyes dire exhalation

Unto a dreadful pile gives fiery breath,

Whose unconsumed consumption preys upon

The never-dying life of a long death.

In this sad house of slow destruction

(His shop of flames) he fries himself beneath

A mass of woes, his teeth for torment gnash,

While his steel sides sound with his tail's strong lash.

in the minds of those who have familiarised them-

selves with great poetry, this materialistic imagery—

whether in Marino or Crashaw—produces not horror

but disgust, and the justice of Pope's criticism can be

verified by any one who chooses to compare with the

above description the consummate art with which Milton

in Paradise Lost contrives by means of simile and com-

parison to suggest, rather than to describe, the colossal

stature of Satan. It is needless to say that such an

organic distribution of imagery is beyond the reach of

poets like Marino and Crashaw.

Probably the poem of Crashaw's which Pope had

particularly in his mind was The Weeper, of which it may

be safely said, that no metrical composition in the English

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language of the same length contains so much imagery

and so little thought. It consists of thirty-three stanzas,

each of six lines. Its professed subject is the tears of

the Magdalene, the poet's intention being to exhibit this

subject in a different light in each stanza. His one

underlying idea is that the tears of St. Mary Magdalene

recorded in Scripture have never ceased to flow, and he

ransacks heaven and earth to illustrate this idea by a

string of hyperboles. The reader may estimate the

amount of consecutive thought in the poem by two

stanzas, which follow each other, and the first of which has

more substance in it than almost any of its companions :-

Not, "So long she livèd,"

Shall thy tomb report of thee;

But, "So long she grievèd":

Thus must we date thy memory.

Others by moments, months, and years,

Measure their ages ; thou, by tears.

So do perfumes expire,

So sigh tormented sweets, opprest

With proud unpitying fire.

Such tears the suffering rose, that's vext

With ungentle flames, does shed,

Sweating in a too warm bed.

Intoxicated by his flow of words and images, Crashaw

lost all sense of proportion, even in the organisation of

his metrical harmonies. Probably no poet has ever imi-

tated the physical effect of a nightingale's song so skilfully

as (setting aside sense) he has done in the following

lines from Musick's Duel:-

Her supple breast thrills out

Sharp airs, and staggers in a warbling doubt

Of dallying sweetness, hovers o'er her skill,

And folds in wav'd notes, with a trembling bill,

The pliant series of her slippery song;

Then starts she suddenly into a throng

Of short, thick sobs, whose thundering volleys float,

And roll themselves over her lubric throat

In panting murmurs, still'd out of her breast,

That ever-bubbling spring, the sug'red nest

Of her delicious soul, that there does lie,

Bathing in streams of liquid melody--

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Had he stopped here the musical period would have been

perfect. Unfortunately, an image suggested itself to his

fancy, and he was unable to resist the temptation of

pursuing it. He therefore proceeds :-

Music's best seed-plot, whence in ripen'd airs

A golden-headed harvest fairly rears

His honey-dropping tops, ploughed by her breath,

Which then reciprocally laboureth

In that sweet soil, etc.

With such a fatal want of self-judgment, it can readily

be understood that, when Crashaw had thought of a novel

image, he never cared to consider whether or not it was

appropriate. Comparing the tears of the Magdalene to

the Milky Way, he writes in The Weeper :-

Upwards thou dost weep :

Heaven's bosom drinks the gentle stream :

Where the milky rivers creep,

Thine floats above and is the cream !

Proceeding with his idea of the stellification of the tears,

he says :-

When some bright new guest

Takes up among the stars a room,

And heaven will make a feast;

Angels with their bottles come

And draw from these full eyes of thine,

Their Master's water, their own wine !

In any one but Crashaw we might suspect an intention

of humour in such imagery. But that the suspicion in

his case would be entirely groundless is proved by the

imagery of his " Answer " to Cowley's lines on Hope :-

Thy golden growing head never hangs down

Till in the lap of Love's full noon

It falls and dies ! O no, it melts away,

As doth the dawn into the day :

As lumps of sugar lose themselves, and twine

Their subtle essence with the soul of wine.

Here the simile seems to be borrowed from George

Herbert's Banquet. But Herbert, with all the familiarity

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which he imparted to the metaphysical style, would

scarcely have ventured, as Crashaw did—in verses which

are certainly for the most part excellent—to compare the

blood and water flowing from the Saviour's side with the

casksof Massic and Falernian wine celebrated by Horace:—

Tamne ego sim tetricus ? valeant jejunia . vinum

Est mihi dulce meo, nec pudet esse, cado.

Est mihi quod castis, neque prelum passa, racemis

Palmite virgineo protulit uva parens.

Hoc mihi, ter denis sat enim maturuit annis,

Tandem, ecce, o dolio præbibit hasta suo.

Jamque it ; et o quanto calet actus aromate torrens,

Acer ut hinc aura divine currit odor !

Quæ per cyathos volitat tam vina Falernos?

Massica quæ tanto sidere vina tremunt ?

O ego nescibam ; atque ecce est vinum illud amoris,

Unde ego sim tantis, unde ego par cyathis.

Vincor : et o istis totus prope misceor auris :

Non ego sum tantis, non ego par cyathis.

Sed quid ego invicti metuo bona robora vini ?

Ecce est quæ validum diluit unda merum.1

Summed up in a sentence, the poems of Crashaw exhibit

on the one hand the fruits of a religious mysticism resulting

from monastic seclusion, on the other the materialism

arising out of the union between the ceremonial of the

Jesuits and the traditions of pagan literature.

Of Henry Vaughan, author of Silex Scintillans, hardly

any external facts are recorded. The son of Thomas

Vaughan of Tretower Castle, he and his twin-brother

Thomas were born at Newton by Usk, Brecknockshire,

17th April 1622. He was educated in his early boyhood

by Matthew Herbert, Rector of Llangattock, to whom (in

imitation of Ben Jonson's verses to Camden) he pays a

tribute of affectionate reference in his “Address to Posterity”

at the close of Olor Iscanus. In 1638 he was entered with

his twin-brother at Jesus College, Oxford. There is no

record of his having taken a degree, but he was a member of

the college in 1641, and wrote in that year a congratulatory

poem in English to the King on his return from Scotland

1 Epigrammata Sacra, clxx.

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Whatever is known of his life in the period between his

leaving Oxford and his death, which occurred on 23rd

April 1695, has to be inferred from his own poems.

The inscription on his tomb, doubtless prepared by him-

self, is full of meaning and character :-

Henricus Vaughan, M.D.

Siluris,

Servus inutilis,

Pecator maximus,

Hic jaceo.

Gloria ! Miserere.

From Vaughan's works much may be confidently

divined as to the influences which determined the course

of his genius. There is, however, a superficial difficulty

in following this method of interpretation, owing to the

order in which his poems were published. In 1646

appeared a small volume containing a few original poems

and a translation of the tenth Satire of Juvenal. There

is no trace in this of the serious and religious vein of

thought in which Vaughan's most striking poems are

conceived. He celebrates, in the semi-pagan amorous

style, characteristic of the disciples of Ben Jonson, the

charms of his mistress, and indulges in a “Rhapsody” on

the pleasures of the Globe Tavern. Silex Scintillans,

which includes all his best poems, appeared in 1650; but

this was followed, in 1651, by Olor Iscanus, in which the

subject of the opening poem—the praises of the Usk—

as well as the style in which the subject is treated, are

as different as possible from the deeply religious matter

and manner of Silex Scintillans. There are references in

the book to London usurers, and frequent addresses to

the friends of his youth, which, far from breathing a

devotional spirit, point clearly to tastes of recklessness and

dissipation in the past. The letter “To his Retired

Friend, an invitation to Brecknock,” calls on some old

companion to come and visit him, that they may mock at

the troubles of the age :-

Come, then ! and while the slow icicle hangs

At the stiff thatch, and winter's frosty pangs

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Benumbed the year, blithe—as of old—let us

Midst noise of war, of peace and mirth discuss.

This portion thou wast born for : why should we

Vex at the time's ridiculous misery?

An age that thus hath fooled itself, and will—

Spite of thy teeth and mine—persist so still.

That he should have published a poem containing such

sentiments in 1651 is the more remarkable, because in the

previous year he says (in the preface to Silex Scintillans),

after attacking the love poetry of the day, and with a

plain reference to his own volume of 1646 :-

And here because I would prevent a just censure by my free

confession, I must remember that I myself have, for many years

together, languished of this very sickness ; and it is no long

time since I have recovered. But—blessed be God for it—I

have by His saving assistance suppressed my greatest follies, and

those which escaped from me are—I think—as innoxious as

most of that vein use to be ; besides they are interlined with

many virtuous and some pious mixtures.

To account for the comparatively worldly tone, run-

ning through Olor Iscanus, it is perhaps reasonable to

suppose that the various poems in this volume had been

written and prepared for publication before the great

inward change in their author spoken of in the above

passage,1 and that the poet thought he might give them

to the world as a reflection of his past life, for which in

the address " Ad Posteros " at the close of the volume, he

seems to offer a kind of Apologia. From the many

autobiographical allusions in the book, it is permissible

plausibly to conjecture that, after leaving Oxford, he

spent some time in London, mixing with the jovial

society that carried on the tradition of Ben Jonson. On

the outbreak of the Civil War he would appear to have

taken some part in it—of course on the side of the

King—for in one of his poems he says, on returning to

a friend a cloak which he had borrowed from him :-

O that thou hadst it when this juggling fate

Of soldiery first seized me.

1 It contains an Epistle Dedicatory to the Lord Kildare Digby, dated

17th December 1647. The publisher in 1651 says the volume is issued

without the author's " approbation."

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But neither these lines, nor those inviting his friend to Brecknock, argue any enthusiasm for a cause; and in his address "Ad Posteros" he claims credit for having abstained from shedding innocent blood in those troublous times.1

In 1646 we know that he was residing near Brecknock, in which town his earliest poems were printed, and here he no doubt began to practise medicine. Between this date and 1650 he experienced those spiritual influences which changed his whole view of life, but probably his conversion was gradual.

It is not unlikely that a more serious temper may at first have been produced in him by his practice as a physician, causing him to reflect on the vanity of the world. Certain it is that a poem called "The Charnel House"—in Olor Iscanus—is far removed from the spiritual mode of conception which characterises Silex Scintillans, for it concludes in the spirit of pagan philosophy :-

Henceforth with thought of thee

I'll season all succeeding jollity,

Yet damn not mirth, nor think too much is fit;

Excess hath nor religion nor wit.

But should wild blood swell to a lawless strain,

One check from thee shall channel it again.

He was led to a more spiritual way of thought by reading The Temple of George Herbert, whom (though he can never have seen him) he addresses in one of his poems—“The Match”—as

Dear friend, whose holy ever-living lines

Have done much good

To many, and have checked my blood,

My fierce wild blood that still heaves and inclines,

But is still tamed

By those bright fires which thee inflamed;

and he so far departed from his early direct classical style as to copy, almost with servility, the external form and structure of his master's verse. In the following lines he not only avows his adherence to Herbert's method

1 Duret ut integritas tamen et pia gloria, partem Me nullam in tanta strage fuisse sciam.

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of interpreting Nature, but he does so in precisely the

same kind of quaint rhythm and abrupt syntax as

Herbert uses in The Temple :-

The skin and shell of things,

Though fair,

Are not

Thy wish nor prayer,

But got

By mere despair

Of wings.

To rank old elements,

Or dust,

And say,

"Sure he must

Needs stay,"

Is not the way,

Nor just.

Search well another world ; who studies this

Travels in clouds, seeks manna, where none is.1

But though Vaughan was thus taught by Herbert to

"search another world," the wings on which he learned

to mount thither were furnished by a different kind of

genius. With less power of metaphysical thought, and

less variety of scholastic reading, he had a finer sense of

natural beauty, which he was by no means content to

confine within church walls. The thoughts that were

stimulated in Herbert by the font, the altar, the light

that streamed through the coloured glass of the windows,

and the consecrated bread and wine, were aroused in

Vaughan by the contemplation of rocks, woods, rivers,

and solitudes. Absorbed by the spirit of natural piety,

Vaughan reads spiritual lessons in the various objects

around him. Sometimes, wandering by his native Usk,2

he meditates near the deep pool of a waterfall, and finds

in the stream, as it seems to linger beneath the banks

and then to shoot onward in swifter course, an image of

life beyond the tomb. Sometimes, looking on a rainbow,

1 The Search.

2 Dear stream ! dear bank ! where often I

Have sat and pleased my pensive eye.

The Waterfall.

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he reflects on its first appearance in the world, in lines

which recall Keats' image of Ruth listening to the song

of the nightingale amid " the alien corn ":-

How bright weit thou, when Shem's admiring eye

Thy burnished flaming arch did first descry !

When Terah, Nahor, Haran, Abram, Lot,

The youthful world's gray fathers, in one knot,

Did with intentive looks watch every hour

For thy new light, and trembled at each shower !1

Gazing out upon the night, he thinks of Nicodemus :-

Through that pure virgin shrine,

That sacred veil, drawn o'er thy glorious noon,

That men might look and live as glowworms shine,

And face the moon :

Wise Nicodemus saw such light

As made him know his God by night

Dear Night ! this world's defeat,

The stop to busy fools ; Care's check and curb ;

The day of spirits ; my soul's calm retreat,

Which none disturb ;

Christ's progress, and his prayer-time ;

The hours to which high heaven doth chime ;

God's silent searching flight ;

When my Lord's head is filled with dew, and all

His locks are wet with the clear drops of night ;

His still soft call ;

His knocking-time ; the soul's dumb watch,

When spirits their fair kindred catch.2

In his religious contemplation of Nature, Vaughan, who

was by his own confession the poetical descendant of

George Herbert, is seen to be also the lineal progenitor of

Wordsworth ; and it is often possible to trace the progress

of a thought through the three imaginations, and to mark

its metamorphosis by the changes of time and genius

Thus George Herbert, in a poem on Decay, starts a senti-

ment of regret at the disappearance of visible angels from

the world :-

1 The Rainbow.

2 The Night.

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Sweet were the days when Thou didst lodge with Lot,

Struggle with Jacob, sit with Gideon,

Advise with Abraham : when Thy power could not

Encounter Moses' strong complaints and moan ;

Thy words were then, "Let Me alone."

One might have sought and found Thee presently

At some fair oak, or bush, or cave, or well :

"Is my God this way ?" "No !" they would reply ;

He is to Sinai gone, as we heard tell ;

List ! ye may hear great Aaron's bell.

Vaughan elaborates the image, speaking of man after the

loss of Eden :-

Nor was Heaven cold unto him ; for each day

The valley or the mountain

Afforded visits ; and still Paradise lay

In some green shade or fountain.

Angels lay leaguer there, each bush and cell,

Each oak and highway knew them ;

Walk but the fields, or sit down by some well,

And he was sure to view them.

Wordsworth carries the regret so far as to sigh for the

vanished days of polytheism, when men could still get a

glimpse of the divine life of Nature :-

Great God ! I'd rather be

A pagan suckled in a creed outworn,

So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,

Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn ;

Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea,

Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.

I have already cited the quaint lines in which George

Herbert wishes that he were an orange-tree, to be always

busy in his Maker's service.1 Vaughan modifies the

image, while multiplying it, in order to contrast the

steady life of Nature with his own changeableness :-

I would I were a stone or tree,

Or flower by pedigree,

Or some poor highway herb, or spring

To flow, or bird to sing :

Then should I, tied to one poor state,

All day expect my date.

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But I am sadly loose, and stray,

A giddy blast, each way ;

O let me not thus range !

Thou canst not change.1

In Wordsworth's Fountain the personal view of the

Christian religion is less distinct ; the feeling of the

changelessness of inanimate Nature, as contrasted with

human vicissitude, is made the text for commending a

kind of poetical stoicism : —

No check, no stay, the streamlet fears,

How merrily it goes !

'Twill murmur on a thousand years,

And flow as now it flows.

And here, on this delightful day,

I cannot choose but think

How oft, a vigorous man, I lay

Beside the fountain's brink.

My eyes are dim with childish tears,

My heart is idly stird,

For the same sound is in my ears

Which in those days I heard.

Thus fares it still in our decay,

And yet the wiser mind

Mourns less for what Age takes away,

Than what it leaves behind.

The blackbird amid leafy trees,

The lark above the hill,

Let loose their carols when they please,

Are quiet when they will.

With Nature never do they wage

A foolish strife : they see

A happy youth, and their old age

Is beautiful and free.

When we turn to consider the effects of contemplation on Vaughan's character, and its reflection in his art,

we have to make certain deductions from his own estimate of himself. He cannot be awarded all the merit that he

seems to claim in his “ Address to Posterity ” for having taken no active part in the Civil War. That he should

have hated it, like Falkland, is intelligible ; but he cannot

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excuse his inaction, either beneath the cloak of Epicurean

indifference, which he puts on in the invitation to his

friend from Brecknock, or on the plea of conscience,

which he advances in Olor Iscanus in 1651. Duty

required brave men to make up their minds, and to take

one side or the other, and the man who stood out of the

conflict as a mere spectator incurred the reproach, which

Solon directed against such people, of being a bad

citizen. It is indeed not wonderful that, when victory

inclined to the party to which he was opposed, Vaughan

should have gradually secluded his interests from the

world of political action; but we do not admire him for

this ascetic tendency as we do George Herbert, who

voluntarily set aside the attractions of Court society ; nor

can we allow the same weight to his meditations on life

and action (such as we find in his Rules and Lessons) as to

those of his saintly predecessor. In the purely monastic

view of Nature there must always be a lack of complete-

ness, which will be reflected in art ; and in the work of

Vaughan the deficiency is not compensated by that

intense sense of personal religion, which never fails to

impress us in the poetry of the Rector of Bemerton.

With this reservation, Vaughan must be acknowledged

to occupy a high place in the history of English poetry.

He combined in himself many of the characteristics both

of Herbert and Crashaw, and is singularly free from

the bad taste which lessens the merit of the latter. The

former has the credit of having turned Vaughan's genius

into its proper channel, but it cannot be said that the

author of Silex Scintillans was, as far as his art was con-

cerned, well inspired in his close imitations of his master.

He works conceits to death, after the manner of Herbert.

For instance, in elaborating the idea suggested by the

title of his book, he writes :-

Lord ! Thou didst put a soul here. If I must

Be broke again, for flints will give no fire

Without a steel, O let Thy power clear

Thy gift once more, and grind this flint to dust.1

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Sometimes, again like Herbert, he piles up similes and

metaphors with very little attempt at order, as when, in

a meditation, he calls "Sundays"

The pulleys unto head-long man ; Time's bower ;

The narrow way ;

Transplanted Paradise ; God's walking hour ;

The cool o' the day !

The creature's jubilee ; God's parle with dust ;

Heaven here ; man on those hills of myrrh and flowers ;

Angels descending ; the returns of trust ;

A gleam of glory after six-days'-showers !

And when he is writing on a purely abstract idea, he is

as harsh and obscure in thought, and as elliptical in

expression, as either Donne or Herbert. But given a

theme which he can illustrate with the concrete images

in which his soul delights, his verse at once becomes

sweet and flowing like that of Crashaw. Take the

following, for example, in Christ's Nativity :-

Awake, glad heart ! Get up and sing !

It is the birthday of thy King.

Awake ! Awake !

The Sun doth shake

Light from his locks, and all the way,

Breathing perfumes, doth spice the day.

Awake, awake ! hark how th' wood rings,

Winds whisper, and the busy springs

A consort make ;

Awake, awake !

Man is their high-priest, and should rise

To offer up their sacrifice.

I would I were some bird or star,

Fluttering in woods, or lifted far

Above this inn

And road of sin ;

Then either star or bird should be

Shining or singing still to Thee.

I would I had in my best part

Fit rooms for Thee ! or that my heart

Were so clean as

The manger was ;

But I am all filth and obscene ;

Yet, if Thou wilt, Thou canst make clean.

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Sweet Jesu! will then! Let no more

This leper haunt and soil Thy door!

Cure him, ease him,

O release him!

And let once more, by mystic birth,

The Lord of life be born in Earth.

Exceedingly beautiful, too, in the quiet simplicity of the

imagery, are his reminiscences of infancy, in which the

reader will readily detect the germs of Wordsworth's—

Ode on the Intimations of Immortality:—

Happy those early days when I

Shined in my angel infancy!

Before I understood this place

Appointed for my second race,1

Or taught my soul to fancy ought

But a white celestial thought.

When yet I had not walked above

A mile or two from my first love,

And looking back—at that short space

Could see a glimpse of His bright face;

When on some gilded cloud or flower

My gazing soul would dwell an hour,

And in those weaker glories spy

Some shadow of Eternity;2

Before I taught my tongue to wound

My conscience with a sinful sound,

Or had the black art to dispense

A several sin to every sense,

But felt, through all this sinful dress,

Bright shoots of everlastingness.

O how I long to travel back

And tread again that ancient track!

That I might once more reach that plain

Where first I left my glorious train;

From whence th' enlightened spirit sees

That shady City of palm trees:

But ah! my soul with too much stay

1 Blank misgivings of a creature

Moving about in worlds not realised.

Ode on Immortality.

2 The youth who daily farther from the east

Must travel, still is Nature's priest,

And by the vision splendid

Is on his way attended.—Ibid.

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Is drunk, and staggers on the way.

Some men a forward motion love,

But I by backward steps would move ;

And when this dust falls to the urn,

In that state I came, return.1

II. While in the refined portion of English society men

of a contemplative turn thus showed an increasing tendency

to secede from the life of the Court, the Court itself lost

more and more of the chivalrous traditions, half feudal,

half Catholic, which had preserved some coherence of

manners in the reign of James I. The King, a man

of serious and devout disposition, was indeed strongly in

sympathy with the ecclesiastical movement initiated by

Laud, but this was by no means agreeable to the courtiers

as such, and Charles I. was not, like his father, of an

intellectual force sufficient to impress his own opinions

on the minds of reluctant followers. The female influence

at Court had changed for the worse. Instead of the high-

minded and intellectual patronage which noble ladies

in the preceding reign had bestowed on poets like Ben

Jonson, Drayton, and Daniel, the taste of the time was

now directed by the gay frivolity introduced by Henrietta

Maria from her native country. The favourite and con-

fidant of the Queen was Lucy, Countess of Carlisle, a

woman of great beauty but light manners, and no worthy

successor of the Countesses of Pembroke, Bedford, Hunting-

don, and Rutland.

The taste for classical Euphuism, introduced by Ben

Jonson, still prevailed, but Jonson had long passed the

meridian of his inventive power, and those whom he had

inspired were far from being his equals in weighty thought

or manly sentiment. The chief leaders of the courtly

youth were Thomas Carew and Sir John Suckling. Of

these the former was the younger son of Sir Matthew

Carew of Middle Littleton in Worcestershire, and Alice

Inkpenny, his wife. Born about 1598, he was educated

at Corpus Christi College, Oxford, but apparently left the

university without taking a degree. We only know of

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his carly life that it was restless and dissipated, and that

in 1616 he was discharged from the post, which his father

had procured for him, of secretary to Sir Dudley Carleton.

He was a friend of Clarendon, who says of him in The

History of the Rebellion:---

Mr. Carew was a younger brother of a good family, and of

excellent parts, and had spent many years of his youth in France

and Italy; and returning from travel followed the Court; which

the modesty of that time disposed men to do some time before

they pretended to be of it; and he was very much esteemed by

the most eminent persons in the Court, and well looked upon by

the King himself, some time before he could obtain to be sewer

to the King; and when the King conferred that place upon him,

it was not without the regret even of the whole Scotch nation,

which united themselves in recommending another gentleman to

it. of so just value were those relations held in that age when

majesty was beheld with the reverence it ought to be. He was

a person of pleasant and facetious wit, and made many poems

(especially in the amorous way), which for the sharpness of the

fancy and the elegancy of the language in which that fancy was

spread, were at least equal, if not superior, to any of that time;

but his glory was that after fifty years of his life, spent with less

severity or exactness than it ought to have been, he died with

the greatest remorse for that license, and with the greatest

manifestation of Christianity that his best friends could desire.1

The change in the poet's way of thinking is said to

have been effected by the well-known John Hales of Eton.

Clarendon is not very accurate in his account of Carew's

age, as he died in 1638, when he was barely forty; but

what he says as to the remorse of the latter for the

licentiousness of some of his poetry is confirmed partly

by the religious character of his last compositions, partly

by contemporary poetical evidence. In a pasquinade

(ascribed to George Wither) published after his death,

entitled The Great Assizes holden in Parnassus by Apollo

and his Assessors, Carew is arraigned by the public accuser

for the immorality of his verse:--

He said that he, by his luxurious pen,

Deserv'd had better the Trophonian den

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Than many now which stood to be arraigned,

For he the Thespian fountain had distained

With foul conceits, and made their waters bright

Impure, like those of the Hermaphrodite.

He said that he in verse more loose had been

Than old Chærephanes or Aretine,

In obscene portraitures, and that this fellow

In Helicon had reared the first Bordello.

All this is very much exaggerated, and can apply only to

a single poem of Carew's, to which he himself alludes in

Court when allowed to make his defence, saying :-

In wisdom's nonage and unriper years

Some lines slipped from my pen, which, since, with tears,

I laboured to expunge.

If, however, Carew may (except in this one instance)

be acquitted of the charge of gross obscenity, he is justly

open to the scarcely less serious charge of emasculating

taste. He modelled himself upon Ben Jonson, but his

imitation was on a puny scale. His works include, like

those of his master, elegies, complimentary poems, and

love lyrics, but it is only in the last class that he can be

reckoned to have achieved success. There is a complete

absence of Jonson's manly strength of thought in his

epistolary addresses. In his Address to Saxham—the

seat of his friend, John Crofts—for example, and in his

Letter to G. N. from Wrest, Carew borrows all his thoughts

and imagery from Ben Jonson's Address to Penshurst.

He affected to despise active politics. When Aurelian

Townsend sent him an Elegy on Gustavus Adolphus, Carew

advised him not to concern himself with such troublesome

matters as the affairs of Germany, but to confine himself

to the preparation of Court entertainments :-

These harmless pastimes let my Townsend sing

To rural tunes ; not that thy Muse wants wing

To soar a loftier pitch, for she hath made

A noble flight, and placed th' heroic shade

Above the rank of our faint flagging rhyme,

But these are subjects proper to our clime ;

Tourney's, masques, theatres, better become

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Our halcyon days ; what though the German drum

Bellow for freedom and revenge, the noise

Concerns not us, nor should divert our joys.

Nor ought the thunder of their carabins

Drown the sweet airs of our tun'd violins ;

Believe me, friend, if their prevailing powers

Gain them a calm security like ours,

They'll hang their arms upon the olive bough,

And dance and revel then as we do now.

Such lines are sufficient in themselves to explain the

overthrow of the Cavaliers within twelve years at Mars-

ton Moor. An imagination so shallow, so incapable of

penetrating to the heart and movement of things beyond

the trivial circle of Court amusements, was of course

unable to rise into the region of the noble and pathetic.

Carew's elegies, in which he endeavours to imitate Ben

Jonson, are frigid and insincere. Being called on to

write an inscription for the tomb of the Duke of Buck-

ingham, he feigns that the symbolical images carved on

the monument are actually the tears and sighs of the

widow, merely moulded into marble by the art of the

sculptor :-

These are the pious obsequies,

Dropt from the chaste wife's pregnant eyes

In frequent showers, and were alone

By her congealing sighs made stone ;

On which the carver did bestow

These forms and characters of woe :

So he the fashion only lent,

But she wept all the monument.

A poet of this order found his proper materials in

subjects like those cultivated by the Alexandrian epi-

grammatists in the decadence of Greek poetry. Carew

writes on such matters as One that died of the Wind

Colic; A Damask Rose sticking upon a Lady's Breast;

The Toothache cured by a Kiss; A Fly that flew into my

Mistress her Eye; A Mole in Celia's Bosom, etc. etc.

On these he spends all the pains that an ingenious

carver gives to the sculpture of heads out of cherry-

stones ; and too often the result is repulsive in proportion

as the pettiness and commonplace of the thought is

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brought into relief by the pains spent in elaborating it.

Sir John Suckling, in his Sessions of the Poets, criticised

him justly when he said :—

Tom Carew was next, but he had a fault

That would not well stand with a laureat ;

His Muse was hard-bound, and the issue of 's brain

Was seldom brought forth but with trouble and pain.

Examples of this laboriousness abound in his poetry.

Take, for instance, his fiction that the fly which perished

in Celia's eye was attracted there by love:-

At last into her eye she flew ;

There, scorcht in heat and drown'd in dew,

Like Phaeton from the sun's sphere

She fell, and with her dropt a tear ;

Of which a pearl was straight compos'd,

Wherein her ashes lie enclos'd :

Thus she receiv'd from Celia's eye

Funeral flame, tomb, obsequy.

Of the snow that melted in his mistress's bosom he

pretends that,

Overcome with whiteness there,

For grief it thaw'd into a tear.

The mole in Celia's bosom is a metamorphosed bee—an

idea which is worked out with a nauseous minuteness of

detail. A not unfavourable specimen of his more ingenious

conceits is furnished in the following lines On Sight of a

Gentlewoman's Face in the Water:-

Stand still, you floods, do not deface

That image which you bear :

So votaries from every place

To you shall altars rear.

No winds but lovers' sighs blow here

To trouble these glad streams,

On which no star from any sphere

Did ever dart such beams.

To crystal then in haste congeal,

Lest you should lose your bliss,

And to my cruel fair reveal

How cold, how hard she is.

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But if the envious nymphs shall fear

Their beauties will be scorn'd,

And hire the rudder winds to tear

That face which you adorn'd;

Then rage and foam again, that we

Their malice may despise,

When from your froth we soon shall see

A second Venus rise.

We see here how entirely the imagery of ancient chivalry

has been set aside in favour of metaphors drawn from

classical mythology. The pagan spirit is no less manifest

in some lines entitled Persuasions to Love, where Carew

endeavours to soften his mistress's cruelty by arguments

like those of Horace :-

Those curious locks, so aptly twin'd,

Whose every hair a soul doth bind,

Will change their abron hue, and grow

White and cold as winter's snow.

That eye, which now is Cupid's nest,

Will prove his grave, and all the rest

Will follow ; in the cheek, chin, nose,

No lily shall be found nor rose;

And what will then become of all

Those whom you now do servants call?

Ben Jonson was far too much of a man to confine

himself to the style of classical conceit which he had

brought into vogue. But setting aside Carew's pettiness

and effeminacy, his verse is by no means devoid of the

better qualities which the movement of taste, initiated by

his predecessor, had helped to develop in English verse.

He takes pains to work his love songs up to an artistic

climax, and to conduct a thought harmoniously through

stanzas by a judicious selection of epithets and by the

rhythmical balance of words. A good example of this

remains in the well-known song:-

He that loves a rosy cheek,

Or a coral lip admires,

Or from star-like eyes doth seek

Fuel to maintain his fires,

As old Time makes these decay,

So his flames must waste away.

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And—

I do not love thee, O my fairest,

For that richest, for that rarest

Silver pillar, which stands under

Thy sound head, that globe of wonder ;

Though that neck be whiter far

Than towers of polish'd ivory are.

And again—

Ask me no more where Jove bestows,

When June is past, the fading rose,

For in your beauty's orient deep,

These flowers, as in their causes, sleep.

Ask me no more whither doth stray

The golden atoms of the day ;

For in pure love heaven did prepare

Those powders to enrich your hair.

Ask me no more if east or west

The Phœnix builds her spicy nest ;

For unto you at last she flies,

And in your fragrant bosom dies.

The following is really classical in its finish:—

Know, Celia (since thou art so proud),

'Twas I that gave thee this renown ;

Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd

Of common beauties liv'd unknown,

Had not my verse extoll'd thy name,

And with it imp'd the wings of fame.

That killing power is none of thine ;

I gave it to thy voice and eyes ;

Thy sweets, thy graces, all are mine ;

Thou art my star, shin'st in my skies ;

Then dart not from thy borrowed sphere

Lightning on him that placed thee there.

Tempt me with such affrights no more,

Lest what I made I uncreate ;

Let fools thy mystic powers adore ;

I know thee in thy mortal state.

Wise poets, that wrapt Truth in tales,

Know her themselves through all her veils.

Sir John Suckling was the son of Sir John Suckling,

Comptroller of the Household to James I., and Martha

Cranfield, sister of Lionel Cranfield, Earl of Middlesex.

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He was born in 1609, and matriculated as Fellow Com-

moner at Trinity College, Cambridge, in July 1623.

In 1627, by the death of his father, he succeeded to large

estates in Suffolk, Lincolnshire, and Middlesex, while his

uncle's influence soon procured him admission into the

innermost circle at Court. Eager for adventure, he

joined in 1631 the band of English and Scottish gentle-

men who were serving under the Marquis of Hamilton in

the army of Gustavus Adolphus, and he is said to have

been present at the sieges of Crossen, Guben, Glogau,

and Magdeburg. On his return to England he was

knighted at Whitehall in 1630. As a leader of Court

fashion he plunged into every kind of dissipation, being

notorious for his addiction to gaming, especially at

bowls, the most fashionable amusement of the day. He

himself pleads guilty to this propensity in his Session of

the Poets, where he says of himself :-

Suckling next was call'd, but did not appear,

But straight one whisper'd Apollo i' th' ear,

That of all men living he car'd not for 't,

He lov'd not the Muses so well as his sport,

And prized black eyes, or a lucky hit

At bowls, above all the trophies of wit.

Aubrey says that on one occasion his sisters appeared

on "Peccadillo (Piccadilly) bowling-green," reproaching

him for having wasted their fortunes. He was also a

great frequenter of the Bear Tavern. In 1634 his

reputation as a leader at Court somewhat declined, in

consequence of a cudgelling he received from a rival in

love, Sir John Digby, to which he appears to have some-

what tamely submitted. With a versatility like that

of the second Duke of Buckingham, his successor in

the next generation, he now began to associate with

the small band of scholars, statesmen, and divines who

met at the house of Falkland, and he wrote a book on

Socinianism ; but hankering after excitement, he contrived

in 1638 once more to concentrate on himself the attention

of the Court by exhibiting a play, Aglaura, on a scale of

unusual splendour and magnificence. The text of this

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play was printed in the same year, with so wide a

margin that the Court wits likened it to a little child

in the great Bed of Ware. In 1639 he took part in the

Scottish campaign, when his followers were distinguished

by the extreme sumptuousness of their equipment. His

own coach, with £300 in money, was captured by Leslie.

In his play Brennoralt, acted in 1640, he reflects on the

disloyalty of the Scots. After the meeting of the Long

Parliament he contrived, in 1641, a plot to put the King

in command of the army, and, on its discovery, was

forced to flee to Paris, where, being in reduced circum-

stances and apparently fearing actual poverty, he took

poison in May or June 1642.

Suckling's verse, like his life, was reckless. Hallam

says of him: “Sir John Suckling is acknowledged to

have left far behind him all former writers of song in

gaiety and ease; it is not equally clear that he has ever

since been surpassed.”1 It is perhaps a little difficult to

determine what class of songs are intended to be included

in this judgment, but it may be very safely affirmed that

Suckling has left no verses behind him which can for a

moment compare with Ariel's song in The Tempest—

“Where the bee sucks”—or with Ben Jonson's “Drink to

me only with thine eyes.” Hallam is probably merely

repeating that estimate of Suckling, formed by the wits of

the Restoration period, which is reflected in Millamant's

praises of “easy natural Suckling,” in Congreve's Way of

the World,2 meaning no more than that his songs were

considered the essence of the “bon ton” of the Court.

With this quality, whatever it is worth, he may be fairly

credited. He was the leader of those whom Pope calls

“the mob of gentlemen who write with ease,” and whose

aim in composition had been avowed by the French poet

Theophile de Viau at an earlier period of the century :-

La regle me deplait, j'ecris confusement,

Jamaïs un bon esprit ne fait rien qu'aisement.

1 Literary History, vol. iii. p. 268.

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The casy flow which Millamant—a complete type of the

women of the Restoration—commends in Suckling in-

volved an emancipation from all the checks and limita-

tions of chivalrous love in favour of a licentious cynicism.

In this respect Suckling shows himself an apt pupil of

Donne, whose sentiments he often adopts, expanding, for

instance, the aspiration of the latter, “I long to talk

with some old lover dead,”1 into an invocation of “some

honest lover's ghost,” to tell him by examples whether

the act of loving is sufficient in itself, without the enjoy-

ment of love. He imitates also Donne's logic in reflecting

on the transitory character of love fancies 2:—

Dost see how unregarded now

That piece of beauty passes;

There was a time when I did vow

To that alone;

But mark the fate of faces;

The red and white works now no more on me,

Than if it could not charm, or I not see.

And yet the face continues good,

And I have still desires;

And still the self-same flesh and blood

As apt to melt,

And suffer from those fires.

O some kind power, unriddle where it lies!

Whether my heart be faulty, or her eyes.

She every day her man does kill,

And I as often die:

Neither her power, then, nor my will,

Can questioned be:

What is the mystery?

Sure Beauty's empires, like to greater states,

Have certain periods set and hidden fates.

But Suckling very rarely attempts those flights of meta-

physical thought in which Donne loves to indulge,

and his metaphorical imagery is much less remote

and much more familiar than that of his master. He

boasts of his constancy in having loved three days

together: he mocks at a lover for endeavouring to rouse

his mistress's compassion by his silence and paleness:

1 See p. 166.

2 See pp. 155, 156.

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laughs to scorn the ascetic tortures to which lovers fanci-

fully subject themselves :

Beauty, like man's old en'my, 's known

To tempt him most when he's alone.

The air of some wild o'ergrown wood,

Or pathless grove, is the boy's food.

Return then back, and feed thine eye,

Feed all thy senses, and feast high ;

Spare diet is the cause love lasts ;

For surfeits sooner kill than fasts.

In another poem he describes how he laid siege to a heart

according to the slow scientific strategy of the Cours

d'Amour ; and the conclusion of this poem furnishes an

admirable specimen of his cynical wit :-

When I had done what man could do,

And thought the place my own,

The enemy lay quiet too,

And smil'd at all was done.

I sent to know from whence and where

These hopes, and what relief ;

A spy inform'd, Honour was there,

And did command in chief.

March, march, quoth I ; the word straight give ;

Let's lose no time but leave her ;

That giant upon air will live,

And hold it out for ever.

To such a place our camp remove

As will no siege abide ;

I hate a fool that starves her love,

Only to feed her pride,

The "gaiety and ease" that undoubtedly sparkle in

these lines are attained by the sacrifice of that respect

for woman which was the very essence of chivalry ; and

in the same spirit of reckless effrontery, on the marriage

of Lord Broghill with Lady Margaret Howard he

replaced the stately epithalamium, customary on such

occasions, with a ballad, in which the raillery and

innuendo proper to the rustic speaker, who is supposed

to describe the ceremony, are enlivened by flashes of his

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own fanciful wit. All this speaks to the decline of courtly

manners; yet when he chooses to strike a more serious

note, Suckling shows that he possesses something of the

true spirit of poetry, as in the following beautiful song:-

When, dearest, I but think of thee,

Methinks, all things that lovely be

Are present, and my soul delighted;

For beauties that from worth arise

Are, like the grace of deities,

Still present with us, though unsighted.

Thus while I sit, and sigh the day

With all his borrowed lights away,

Till night's black wings do overtake me,

Thinking on thee, thy beauties then,

As sudden lights do sleepy men,

So they by their bright rays awake me.

Thus absence dies, and dying proves

No absence can subsist with loves,

That do partake of fair perfection:

Since in the darkest night they may,

By love's quick motion, find a way

To see each other by reflection.

The waving sea can with each flood

Bathe some high promont, that hath stood

Far from the main up in the river;

O think not then but love can do

As much, for that's an ocean too,

Which flows not every day, but ever.

III. More clearly even than in the metaphysical thought

of the religious poets, more significantly than in the lowered

tone of the Court poets, is the exhaustion of the ancient system

of life and manners reflected in the paradoxical fusion during

the reign of Charles I. of the Christian and pagan modes of

poetical expression. What had happened in almost every

Court of continental Europe, where the art and literature

of pagan antiquity—held by Gregory the Great to be in-

compatible with the spirit of Christianity—had, since the

Council of Trent, been taken under the patronage of the

Catholic Church, was now happening, mutatis mutandis, in

the Court of England. The forms of the classical Renais-

sance had superseded the forms of the Middle Ages, as

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vehicles to express men's ideas of religion, love, honour, and beauty ; and the arts that appeal to the imagination primarily through the senses were held in special esteem. Charles I., who, with less learning, had a finer taste than his father, was an enthusiastic lover of all the fine arts. Through his influence painting, the typical art of the Renaissance, represented at Whitehall by the genius of Van Dyck, had taken a firm hold on the taste of the English nobility ; while, in close alliance with Van Dyck and his pupils, a little band of musicians, headed by Henry Lawes, were introducing into the services of the King's chapel the more secular melodies of Italy. The structure of the masque, brought by Inigo Jones to the highest point of perfection, constantly called into use the ideas and images of Greek mythology. All these influences co-operated to bring poetry into closer touch with the arts of painting and music : at the same time the enthusiastic study of classical literature tended to encourage those semi-pagan forms of thought and language which are so characteristically employed in the verse of Herrick.

Robert Herrick, son of Nicholas Herrick, sprung of an old family in Leicestershire, was born, or at least baptized, in London in 1591. His father (who died the year after his birth) was a goldsmith in the city ; his mother's name was Julian Stone. He was educated first (probably) at Westminster, and after having been bound apprentice in 1607 to his uncle, William (afterwards Sir William) Herrick, a goldsmith in Cheapside, was entered as a Fellow Commoner at St. John's College, Cambridge, in 1613. A number of his letters still remain, written from Cambridge to his uncle, who seems to have been left as his guardian. The invariable refrain of these is--to use his own phrase --"Mitte pecuniam" ; and he apparently met with great difficulty in procuring from Sir William the necessary means of support. He took his degree of B.A. in 1617 from Trinity Hall, whither he had removed for the purpose of studying law, and became M.A. in 1620. From that date till 1629, when he was

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appointed to the living of Dean Prior in Devonshire, his life

is without a record; but it is easy to gather from his

verse that he mixed much in the company of Ben Jonson,

and that his fame as a song-writer was established at

Court. He left the gay society of London with reluctance,

and on the eve of his departure for his new duties addressed

a Farewell to the Poetry in which he had had hitherto

delighted :-

Thus with a kıss of warmth and love I part,

Not so but that some relic of my heart

Shall stand for ever, though I do address

Chiefly myself to what I must profess.

Know yet (rare soul) when my diviner Muse

Shall want a handmaid (as she oft will use),

Be ready, thou for me, to wait upon her,

Though as a servant, yet a Maid of Honour :

The crown of duty is our duty : well

Doıng's the fruit of doing well. Farewell !

To the period before his removal into Devonshire doubtless

belong all such anacreontic poems as the numerous

addresses to his Julias, Perillas, and Antheas, as well as

the Apparition of his Mistress and Farewell to Sack, and

perhaps also the well-known lines to Ben Jonson. Soon

after his induction to Dean Prior he wrote his pastoral on

the birth of Prince Charles (1630), which was followed by

his ode on the birth of the Duke of York in 1633. His

life in his vicarage was never agreeable to him : he seems

to have disliked his parishioners, against whom he wrote

several epigrams ; but he allows that the country inspired

him with some of his best poetry :-

More discontent I never had

Since I was born than here,

Where I have been, and still am, sad

In this dull Devonshire.

Yet justly, too, I must confess,

I ne'er invented such

Ennobled numbers for the Press

Than where I loathed so much.

We may conclude with confidence that his most beautiful

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compositions, such as The Hock-Cart; Content in the Country; Panegyric on Sir L. Pemberton; his fairy poems

(published in 1635), etc., were the fruits of this period. In 1640 sixty-two of the poems afterwards included in

Hesperides were published in a miscellany called Wit's Recreations. Hesperides, including Noble Numbers (dated

1647), was published in 1648. In the previous year Herrick had been ejected from his living, and his place

supplied by John Simms, a nominee of the Parliament. Resentment at the wrong thus done him seems to have

been outweighed in his mind by his joy at returning to London; though in view of the state of feeling in the

city, his own Royalist sympathies, and the great tragedy which all men perceived to be approaching, his enthusiasm

at the prospect seems only one degree less strange than the air of Arcadian indifference with which, in the opening

lines of Hesperides, he announces the subjects of his song. He thus salutes his birthplace :----

O place ! O people ! manners ! framed to please

All nations, kindreds, customs, languages !

I am a free-born Roman : suffer then

That I amongst you live a citizen.

London my home is, though by hard fate sent

Into a long and irksome banishment.

Yet since called back, henceforward let me be,

O native country, repossessed by thee !

For rather than I'll to the west return,

I'll beg of thee first here to have my urn.

Weak I am grown, and must in short time fall;

Give thou my sacred relics burial.

His aspiration was not fulfilled. During the Commonwealth he appears to have been supported in London by

the generosity of Endymion Porter, one of the chief literary patrons of the time, but in 1662 he was replaced

in his living, and continued in it till his death in October 1674, when he was buried in the churchyard of Dean

Prior. After the appearance of Hesperides he did not publish anything.

Of particular interest, for the purposes of this History, is the influence exercised on Herrick's genius by the

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classical Renaissance, both as regards his choice of subjects and his style. His subjects are enumerated by him in great detail at the opening of Hesperides :-

I sing of Brooks, and Blossoms, Birds, and Bowers,

Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.

I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, Wassails, Wakes,

Of Bridegrooms, Brides, and of their Bridal-cakes.

I write of Youth and Love, and have access

By these to sing of Cleanly-Wantonness.

I sing of Dews, and Rains, and piece by piece

Of Balm, of Oil, of Spice, of Ambergris.

I sing of Time's trans-shifting ; and I write

How Roses first came red, and Lilies white.

I write of Groves and Twilights ; and I sing

The Court of Mab and of the Fairy King.

I write of Hell ; I sing, and ever shall,

Of Heaven, and hope to have it after all.

That is to say, his subjects comprise: (1) poems of pastoral imagery and country custom ; (2) town and Court poems ; (3) Euphuistic poems of sound and colour ; (4) mythological and fairy poems ; (5) religious poems, or "Noble Numbers." Of these the second class were the earliest, and show how completely the classical revival had extinguished the tradition of Provençal love-poetry. In Herrick's love-songs there is no trace whatever of Petrarchism. His Julias, and Antheas, and Perillas are the repetitions of the Neaeras, and Chloes, and Phidyles of Horace. He writes of their teeth and their blushes, their ribands and petticoats, their hair bound up in nets of gold. He plays at bob-cherry with them. He calls upon them to come and live with him and love him (in a purely ideal way) in his Arcadia, and prescribes to them the rites that they must exercise at his burial. But as to any "cruelty" on their part, or any "service" on his, all such thoughts are as far from his mind as they were from Anacreon's.

So too with his festive dithyrambic verse. While this is plainly inspired by the example of Ben Jonson, in whose revels at "the Sun, the Dog, the Triple Tun," Herrick had been a frequent partaker, there is nothing,

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in the secular lyrics of the latter, of the solemn and sometimes Christian vein of reflection which is to be found in the " wit " of the President of the Apollo Club : Herrick's moralising rather resembles the philosophy of Catullus and Horace: " Let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we die." He adapts, for the edification of Mr. John Wickes, what Horace suggested for the consolation of Postumus :-

But on we must, and thither tend

Where Ancus and rich Tullus blend

Their sacred seed ;

Thus has infernal Jove decreed :

We must be made

Ere long, a song, ere long, a shade.

Why then, since life to us is short,

Let's make it full up, by our sport.

When the " Apparition of his Mistress " calls him to Elysium, the most delightful prospect with which she tempts him is the company of Anacreon :-

Quaffing his full-crown'd bowls of burning wine

And in his raptures speaking lines of thine,

Like to his subject ; and as his frantique

Looks show him truly Bacchanalian like,

Besmear'd with grapes ; welcome she shall thee thither,

Where both may rage, both drink and dance together.

Like Carew, the advice which Horace gives to Mæcenas or Q. Hirpinus-" Mitte civiles super urbe curas "-is ever in his mouth;1 and as the Roman poet bids his guests put off thinking about the designs of the war-like Cantabrian or Scythian singers, so do these Royalist singers urge their readers to continue their merry-making, heedless whether Tilly triumph or Gustavus Adolphus die. Even after all the bloodshed and ruin of the Civil War, what Herrick sees most reason to regret is the loss of the ancient gaiety which he celebrates with an Horatian image :-

Dull to myself, and almost dead to these,

My many fresh and fragrant mistresses,

Lost to all music now ; since everything

1 Horace, Odes, iii. 8. 17.

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Puts on the semblance here of sorrowing ;

Sick is the land to th' heart ; and doth endure

More dangerous faintings by her desperate cure.

But if that golden age could come again,

And Charles here rule, as he before did reign ;

If smooth and unperplext the seasons were,

As when the sweet Maria liv'd here :

I should delight to have my curls half drown'd

In Tyrian dews, and head with roses crown'd,

And once more yet (ere I am laid out dead)

Knock at a star with my exalted head.1

In the country poems, the foundation of sentiment is provided by the vein of pastoral poetry which

had come down to Herrick from the Arcadia of Sidney,

through the poetry of Breton and Barnfield. Pastoralism,

however, in these writers had something of the abstract

air which had been breathed into the style by a succession

of writers on rural subjects, from Virgil down to Guarini.

Even Browne, whose pastoral images are all drawn from

English country life, invests his descriptions with a kind of

ideal Arcadian atmosphere. Herrick was the first to write

lyrically of rural English things with the Roman feeling

for country manners which inspires so many of Horace's

odes and epistles; and the admirable skill with which

he adapts the Horatian manner to English subjects is

visible in his most perfect poems of this class. Take,

for example, the opening lines of the Hock-Cart:-

Come, sons of summer, by whose toil

We are the lords of wine and oil :

By whose tough labours and rough hands

We rip up first, then reap our lands.

Crown'd with the ears of corn, now come

And, to the pipe, sing Harvest Home,

Come forth, my Lord, and on the cart

Drest up with all the country art,

See here a maukin, there a sheet;

As spotless pure, as it is sweet :

The horses, mares, and frisking fillies

(Clad all in linen, white as lilies),

The harvest swains, and wenches bound

For joy, to see the hock-cart crown'd.

1 Sublimi feriam sidera vertice.—Hor. Odes, i. 1. 36.

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About the cart, hear how the rout

Of rural younglings raise the shout ;

Pressing before, some coming after,

Those with a shout, and these with laughter,

Some bless the cart ; some kiss the sheaves ;

Some prank them up, with oaken leaves :

Some cross the File-horse ; some with great

Devotion stroke the home-born wheat :

While other rustics, less attent

To prayers than to merriment,

Run after with their breeches rent.

Any reader who will compare this poem, and those on

Christmas ; Candlemas ; Saint Distaff ; Twelfth Night ;

and The New Year, with such odes as Faune, Nympharum

fugientum amator ; Cælo supinas si tuleris manus; and

Martis cælebs quid agam Colendis? will see with what

ready sympathy Herrick transterred the Roman feeling

for old-world ritual into his celebration of the high-days

and holidays of the Catholic Church.

But it is, after all, in Noble Numbers that the extra-

ordinary influence exerted by the Renaissance on minds

like Herrick's is most apparent. His piety is of that

simple materialistic kind that can be best measured by

contrast with the intense spirituality of George Herbert.

The author of The Temple regards outward ceremonies

merely as vehicles to carry him into the presence of

God : Herrick is completely content with dogma and

ritual. His confession of faith is put forward with the

confident security of a child repeating the answers of

the Church Catechism :-

I do believe that die I must,

And be returned from out my dust :

I do believe, that, when I rise,

Christ I shall see with these same eyes :

I do believe, that I must come

With others, to the dreadful doom :

I do believe the bad must go

From thence to everlasting woe :

I do believe the good, and I,

Shall live with him eternally :

I do believe I shall inherit

Heaven by Christ's mercies, not my merit :

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I do believe the One in Three,

And Three in perfect Unity.

Lastly, that Jesus is a deed

Of gift from God : and hence my creed.

The things that he prays and gives thanks for are the

material blessings that the Greek peasant asked of his

gods before the days of Christianity :-

Lord, 'tis Thy plenty-dropping hand

That soils my land.

And giv'st me, for one bushel sown,

Twice ten for one :

Thou mak'st my teeming hen to lay

Her egg each day;

Besides my healthful ewes to bear

Me twins each year.

The while the conduits of my kine

Run cream, for wine.

All these, and better, Thou dost send

Me, to the end,

That I should render, for my part,

A thankful heart;

Which fir'd with incense, I resign

As wholly Thine :

But the acceptance, that must be,

My Christ, by Thee.

Of the meaning of sin and the necessity of inward

repentance he seems to have no conception : his idea

of preparing for death is the quiet decay of an alms-

house :-

I would to God that mine old age might have

Before my last, but where, a living grave,

Some one poor alms-house ; there to lie or sit;

Ghost-like, as in my manner sepulchre ;

A little piggen and a pipkin by,

To hold things fitting my necessity.

But he is haunted by the fear of death, and after that

of Judgment, which makes him put his death-bed scene

before his imagination with the same weirdness and

picturesqueness as Habington :-1

1

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When the artless doctor sees

No one hope but of his fees,

And his skill runs on the lees,

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When his potion and his pill

Has or none or little skill,

Meet for nothing, but to kill,

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When the passing bell doth toll

And the Funies in a shoal

Come to fright a passing soul,

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When the tapers now burn blue,

And the comforters are few,

And that number more than true ;

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When the priest his last hath pray'd,

And I nod to all that's said,

'Cause my speech is now decay'd,

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When (God knows !) I'm cast about

Either with despair or doubt,

Yet before the glass be out,

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When the Tempter me pursu'th

With the sins of all my youth,

And half damns me with untruth ;

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When the flames and hellish cries

Fright mine ears and fright mine eyes,

And all terrors me surprise,

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

When the Judgment is reveal'd,

And that open'd which was seal'd,

When to Thee I have appeal'd,

Sweet Spirit, comfort me !

To take quite seriously this extraordinary materialism

of thought would be to form an erroneous judgment.

Herrick was, far beyond all the poets of his age (even

including Crashaw), an artist, and the air of consciousness

that mingles with his simplicity shows that he handled

sentiments and words in metre mainly with a view to the

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beauty of expression. He entreats Julia not to allow any

of his uncorrected work to be published :-

Julia, if I chance to die

Ere I print my poetry,

I most humbly thee desire

To commit it to the fire :

Better 'twere my book were dead,

Than to live not perfected.

In fact, like Martial, whom he had evidently studied with

  • the greatest care, he perceived that there was a certain

number of detached words and images which, owing to

their association with objects of sense, could be treated,

in the epigram, as fitting themes for verse.1 Coming

upon the scene when the taste for Euphuism had blended

with the critical appreciation of classical learning, he

worked, with the consummate skill of a poetical jeweller

and goldsmith, on whatever was "curious and unfamiliar."

Such were the subjects he enumerates in his fourth

couplet :-

I sing of Dews, of Rains, and piece by piece,

Of Balm, of Oıl. of Spice, of Ambergris.

This tendency towards word-painting and metrical music

had disclosed itself in the work of the first classical

Euphuists, particularly Greene and Lodge, the former of

whom was fond of writing lines like these :-

White her brow, her face was fair,

Amber breath perfumed the air,

Rose and lily both did seek

To show their glories on her cheek, etc.2

1 Thus Martial in his Liber ix. Epig. xii. dwells on the word "Earinos."

Nomen cum violis roseisque natum,

Quo pars optuma nuncupatur anni,

Hyblam quod sapit Atticosque flores

Quod nidos olet alitis superbae :

Nomen nectare dulcius beato,

Quo mallet Cybeles puer vocari,

Et qui pocula temperat Tonanti :

Quod si Parrhasia sones in aula,

Respondent Veneris Cupidinesque ;

Nomen nobile, molle, delicatum,

Versu dicere non rudi volebam.

2 The Shepherd's Ode. Works of Greene and Peele (Dyce), p. 313.

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But no English poet can compare with Herrick in the fertility with which he produces epigrams out of words expressive of objects of sight, sound, and even smell.

On the same principle he delights in the use of strange words and names—such as "Drosomel," "Bice," "Manchet," "Carcanet," "Pannicle," "Parasceve" (παρασκευή); "Progermination," "Lautitious," and such diminutives as "cherrylet," "rubelet," "trammelet," "pipkennet," "shepherdling." He loves also rare turns of syntax, such as we find at the opening of his Funeral Rites of the Rose :-

The Rose was sick, and, smiling, died,

And being to be sanctified,

About the bed there sighing stood

The sweet and flowery sisterhood

Some hung the head, while some did bring

(To wash her) water from the spring.

Some laid her forth, while others wept;

But all a solemn fast there kept.

The holy sisters some among

The sacred Dirge and Trentai sung

But ah ! what sweets smelt everywhere

As heaven had spent all perfumes there!

At last when prayers for the dead

And rites were all accomplishèd,

They weeping spread a lawny loom,

And closed her up, as in a tomb.

This exquisiteness of fancy, working on a great variety of subjects—flowers, precious stones, woman's dress, religious ritual, and the like,—finds its happiest field in the region of folk-lore. Shakespeare had already shown the way to that delightful country in The Tempest, the Midsummer Night's Dream, and Romeo and Juliet. Drayton had followed up Shakespeare's hints in his beautiful fairy burlesque, Nymphidia, and there is a description of a fairy feast in the third book of Britannia's Pastorals, which, though not published till after Herrick's fairy poems had appeared in 1635, probably preceded them in composition, and may have been read by him in MS. But it may be safely said that none of these creations—not even Shakespeare's description of Queen Mab—surpasses in lightness of touch, or equals in the rich profusion of imagery,

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Herrick's Euphuistic treatment of the elves in his three

poems, Oberon's Temple, Oberon's Feast, and Oberon's

Palace. The note of Euphuism is struck in the dedica-

tion to the second of these compositions :-

Shapcot ' to thee the fairy state

I with discretion dedicate,

Because thou prizest things that are

Curious and unfamiliar.

The following description of the first courses in Oberon's

banquet is a masterpiece of jewel-work in words :-

A little mushroom table spread,

After short prayers, they set on bread,

A moon-parcht grain of purest wheat

With some glittering grit, to eat

His choice bits with ; then in a trice

They make a feast less great than nice.

But all this while his eye is serv'd

We must not think his ear was sterv'd :

But that there was in place to stir

His spleen, the cherring grasshopper,

The merry cricket, puling fly,

The piping gnat, for minstrelsy.

And now we must imagine first

The elves present to quench his thirst

A pure seed-pearl of infant dew,

Brought and besweetened in a blue

And pregnant violet ; which done,

His kitling eyes begin to run

Quite through the table, where he spies

The horns of papery butterflies ;

Of which he eats, and tastes a little

Of that we call the cuckoo's spittle.

Even this is excelled by the wonderful rendering of elfin

light and shadow in the picture of Oberon's palace and

of Mab's couch :-

The glowworm's eyes ; the shining scales

Of silvery fish ; wheat-straws ; the snail's

Soft candle-light ; the kitling's eyne .

Corrupted wood ; serve here for shine.

No glaring light of bold-faced day,

Or other over-radiant ray,

Ransacks this room ; but what weak beams

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Can make, reflected from these gems,

And multiply; such is the light,

But ever doubtful, day or night.

By this quaint taper-light he winds

His error up; and now he finds

His moon-tann'd Mab, as somewhat sick,

And, Love knows, tender as a chick.

Upon six plump dandillions, high

Rear'd, lies her elvish Majesty

Whose woolly bubbles seem to drown

Her Mab-ship in obedient down.

For either sheet was spread the caul,

That doth the infant's face enthral,

When it is born: (by some enstyl'd

The lucky omen of the child).

And next to these two blankets o'er,

Cast of the finest gossamore.

And then a rug of carded wool,

Which, sponge-like drinking in the dull

Light of the moon, seemed to comply,

Cloud-like, the dainty deity.

On Herrick's monument might be written, as justly as on

that of Goldsmith: "Nullum genus scribendi quod tetigit

non ornavit."

IV. Finally, the poetry of Charles I.'s reign is note-

worthy as marking the increased strength of the transi-

tional movement away from the old ideal of "wit"—

discordia concors—towards the new ideal—propriety of

thought and language—established by the practice of

Dryden, and defined in the couplet of Pope:-

True wit is Nature to advantage diessed,

What oft was thought, but ne'er so well expressed.

The leaders in this movement—begun, as we have seen,

in James I.'s reign by Drummond and Sir John Beau-

mont—were Waller and Denham; but before coming to

them I must pause on Habington, author of Castara, not

because his poetical aims in any way resemble theirs, but

because, as the afterglow of the Provençal tradition still

lingers in his verse, written in praise of a real woman, his

poetry serves as an effective contrast to the dawn of the

new style.

William Habington was the son of Thomas Habing-

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ton, the representative of an old family, which had

migrated from Brockhampton in Herefordshire to the

manor of Hindlip in Worcestershire. His father was a

Roman Catholic, and had taken part in the conspiracy of

Babington, but escaped with his life (perhaps through his

being godson to the Queen), while his younger brother

died on the scaffold. He showed at a later date his

attachment to his religion by concealing in his house the

famous Garnet after the discovery of the Gunpowder Plot :

on this occasion he owed his pardon to the influence of

Lord Monteagle, his wife's brother. He died at the great

age of eighty-seven, in 1647. William, his son, was born

on 5th November 1605, and was educated at St. Omer

and in Paris. To escape from the importunities of the

Jesuits, who wished to enrol him in their order, he re-

turned to England and completed his education under the

eye of his father at Hindlip. Between 1630 and 1633

he married Lucy Herbert, younger daughter of William

Herbert, first Lord Powys ; and to her most of his poems

are addressed. He also wrote a play called The Queen of

Arragon, and completed a History of Edward IV., King

of England, which had been begun by his father. Though

it is plain from many allusions in his poems that he moved

in Court circles, it does not appear that he took any active

part in the Civil War ; indeed it is likely that his religion,

no less than the bent of his mind, would have excluded him

from engaging in the political conflict.1 We only know of

him that he died at Hindlip in 1654, and was buried in

the family vault, thus providing an answer to the specula-

tion raised in one of the best poems in Castara:-

1 He says in a poem addressed to Archibald, Earl of Argyle :-

But I, my lord, who have no friend

Of fortune, must begin where you do end.

'Tis dangerous to approach the fire

Of action ; nor is't safe far to retire.

Yet better loss i' th' multitude

Of private men, than on the state t' intrude,

And hazard, for a doubtful smile,

My stock of fame and inward peace to spoil.

I'll therefore sigh some wandering brook,

That wantons through my meadows, with a book.

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Tell me, O great all-knowing God,

What period

Hast Thou unto my days assigned?

Like some old leafless tree shall I

Wither away? or violently

Fall by the axe, the lightning, or the wind?

Here, where I first drew vital breath,

Shall I meet death?

And find in the same vault a room

Where my forefathers' ashes sleep?

Or shall I die where none shall weep

My timeless fate, and my cold earth entomb?

Castara is divided into four 1 parts: (1) "The Mistress,"

(2) "The Wife," (3) "The Friend " (being elegies on the

death of George Talbot), (4) "The Holy Man." Of these

the second alone would have proclaimed the decay of the

Provençal tradition, seeing that it was definitely determined

in one of the Cours d'Amour that the law of love, in the

chivalric sense of the word, could not be applied in

the case of married people.2 But Habington's poem was

meant as a Petrarcan protest against the degradation of

the chivalrous idea of woman in the fashionable poetry of

the day. "The nerves of judgment," says he in his address

to the reader, "are weakened by dalliance, and when

Woman (I mean only as she is externally fair) is the

supreme object of wit, we soon degenerate into effeminacy."

Speaking of the spirit in which he himself conceived

his subject, he says :-

In all these flames in which I burned I never felt a wanton

heat, nor was my invention ever sinister from the strait way of

chastity.

And his own estimate of his performance is deserving of

attention :-

If these lines want that courtship (I will not say flattery)

which insinuates itself into the favour of great men best, they

partake of my modesty: if satire, to win applause with the

multitude, they express my content, which maliceth none the

1 The author himself (for some unexplained reason) only prints three

divisions.

2 Raynouard, Choix des Troubadours, vol. ii. p. cviii.

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fruition of that they esteem happy. And if not too indulgent to

what is my own, I think even these verses will have that propor-

tion in the world's opinion, that Heaven hath allotted me in

fortune; not so high as to be wondered at, nor so low as to be

contemned.

Judging him by his own standard, it is interesting to

observe how many influences combined in Habington's

imagination to modify the old Provençal usage. Castara

exhibits all those elaborate conceits which long tradition

imposed as a necessity on Petrarch's followers; these,

however, are expressed in an eclectic variety of styles.

The poet makes a show of presenting his thoughts in the

sonnet form, but he does not attempt to preserve either

the Italian or English structure of the sonnet, his thought

being (with the exception, I think, of only one sonnet ¹) con-

fined within fourteen decasyllabic verses, with seven

pairs of successive rhymes. Though his conceits are of

the metaphysical order, they are set in a framework of

classical imagery, and are shaped to suit the epigrammatic

form of the heroic couplet. Here, for example, is a

poem "Upon Castara's Absence," written with Donne's

most excruciating ingenuity on an idea suggested by

Propertius' lines :—

Atque utinam non tam sero mihi nota fuisset

Conditio : cineri nunc medicina datur.²

Habington, starting from this point, feigns himself to be dead

in Castara's absence :—

'Tis madness to give physick to the dead :

Then leave me, friends: Yet, haply, here you'll read

A lecture; but I'll not dissected be,

T' instruct your art by my anatomy.

But still you trust your sense, swear you descry

No difference in me. All's deceit o' th' eye :

Some spirit hath a body formed in th' air

Like mine, which he doth, to delude you, wear :

Else heaven by miracle makes me survive

Myself, to keep in me poor love alive.³

But I am dead; yet let none question where

My best part rests, and with a sigh or tear

1 "Upon Castara's Flown or Smile."

2 Propertius, Lib. ii. El. xiv. 15.

3 Cp. Donne's Paradox ; see p. 164.

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Profane the pomp, when they my corpse inter ;

My soul's imparadis'd, for 'tis with her.

Propertius, for whom Habington seems to have had a special

fondness, furnishes him with several other suggestions.

“To Castara inquiring why I loved her” he contrives a

reply inspired by the Roman poet's lines beginning :-

Nec me tam facies, quamvis sit candida, cepit ;1

while the following really graceful epigram is largely

built on another passage of the same author :-

Where sleeps the noith wind when the south inspires

Life to the spring, and gathers into quires

The scattered nightingales, whose subtle ears

Heard first th' harmonious language of the spheres ?

Whence hath the stone magnetic force t' allure

Th' enamour'd iron ? from a seed impure

Or natural did first the mandrake grow ?

What power i' th' ocean makes it ebb and flow ?

What strange materials is the azure sky

Compos'd of ? of what its brightest eye,

The ever-flaming sun ? what people are

In th' unknown world ? what worlds in every star ?

Let curious fancies in these secrets rove ;

Castara, what we know we'll practise—love.2

Horace and Juvenal also help to stimulate his invention.

He imitates the Alexandrian prettinesses of Carew in

handling such subjects as “ Roses in the Bosom of Castara” ;

“ To Cupid upon a Dimple in Castara's Cheek ” ; “ Upon

Cupid's Death and Burial in Castara's Cheek,” etc. But

on the whole he leans more to the style of Drummond,

from whom he frequently borrows subjects and ideas.

Both these poets speak the language of reflection rather

than of emotion ; but Drummond has the advantage in

the occasional notes of pathos which raise his sonnets

above the level of mere artifice and conceit. Habington's

most striking verses are to be found in the fourth division

of his poem, and have no reference to love or to Castara,

1 Propertius, Lib ii. El. iii.

2 Cp. Propertius, Lib. iii. El. v. 25-48.

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being meditations, inspired by his own religious feeling,

which sometimes anticipate the style of later poets. His

Jesuit education here manifests its effects in a Christian

moralising on the vanity of earthly things, combined with

the images of pagan poetry. Fine examples of this vein

of thought remain in the striking lines beginning :-

When I survey the bright

Celestial sphere ;

and in his contemplation of death—apparently inspired

by Hadrian's verses: “Animula, vagula, blandula”—

wherein he initiates the series of compositions on this

subject continued by Flatman and Pope:-

My soul, when thou and I

Shall on our frighted death-bed lie,

Each moment watching when pale deatn

Shall snatch away our latest breath,

And 'tween two long-jomed lovers force

An endless sad divorce ;

How wilt thou then, that art

My rational and nobler part,

Distort thy thoughts? How wilt thou try

To draw from weak philosophy

Some strength, and flatter thy poor state,

'Cause 'tis the common fate?

How will spirits pant

And tremble, when they feel the want

Of th' usual organs, and that all

Thy vital powers begin to fall?

When 'tis decreed that thou must go,

Yet whither who can know ?

How fond and idle then

Will seem the mysteries of men ?

How like some dull ill-acted part

The subtlest of proud human art?

How shallow even the deepest sea

When thus we ebb away ?

But how shall I (that is

My fainting earth) look pale at this ?

Disjointed on the rack of pain ?

How shall I murmur, how complain,

And, craving all the aid of skill,

Find none but what must kill ?

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Which way soe'er my grief

Doth throw my sight to court relief,

I shall but meet despair, for all

Will prophesy my funeral :

The very silence of the room

Will represent a tomb.

And while my children's tears,

My wife's vain hopes but certain fears,

And counsels of divines advance

Death in each doleful countenance :

I shall even a sad mourner be

At my own obsequy.

For by examples I

Must know that others' sorrows die

Soon as ourselves, and none survive

To keep our memories alive :

Even our false tombs, as loath to say

We once had life, decay.1

On the whole, Habington is entitled to the modest

praise he claims for his poetry, "not so high as to be

wondered at nor so low as to be contemned." When he

is writing at his best, his style is vigorous, harmonious,

and correct : the attentive reader, however, will observe

in his language a tendency to inversion which makes it

sometimes harsh and obscure.

There is a certain superficial resemblance between the

lover of Castara and the lover of Sacharissa. They were

born within a year of each other ; they occupied about the

same position in society ; they each professedly continued

the Petrarcan tradition, and were equally strangers to the

true Petrarcan spirit. But here the likeness ceases ; and in

character and fortune, as well as in poetical aim, the career

of Waller offers a striking contrast to that of Habington.

Edmund Waller, the son of Thomas Waller, the

representative of an old family holding lands in Sussex,

Bedfordshire, Hertfordshire, and Buckinghamshire, was

born at Coleshill, in Hertfordshire, on 3rd March 1605-6.

His father, who had inherited most of the family pos-

sessions, died when his son was eleven years old. Edmund

was educated at Eton and afterwards at King's College,

1 Castara, Part IV., "The Holy Man."

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Cambridge, and was chosen to sit in the House of Commons at first, when only sixteen, as member for Agmondesham (Amersham), which he represented in James I.'s third Parliament, and in Charles I.'s first Parliament, as member for Chipping Wycombe.

In the second Parliament of this reign he was re-elected for Agmondesham. In 1631 he added to his already large fortune by marrying the heiress of John Banks, a rich merchant in the city of London.

His wife died when he was about nine-and-twenty, and he then paid his addresses to the Lady Dorothea Sidney, daughter of the Earl of Leicester, whom he has celebrated under the name of Sacharissa.

His suit was not successful: Lady Dorothea married Lord Spencer (afterwards Earl of Sunderland), who was killed at the battle of Newbury; while Waller himself married, as his second wife, a lady of the name of Bracey, by whom he had a large family.

In 1640, when the King summoned his fourth Parliament, Waller was again elected to sit for Agmondesham. In this Parliament he showed a leaning to the principles which distinguished the family of his mother--who was aunt of John Hampden and connected by marriage with Cromwell--by speaking strongly against the clergy as supporters of the King's attempts to govern absolutely:

while in the Long Parliament, in which he was re-elected to his old seat, he was chosen as one of the managers of the prosecution of the judges who had declared ship-money to be legal.

But when a bill was brought in for the abolition of Episcopacy, Waller spoke against it on the same ground which he had taken up in resisting the encroachments of the Crown, namely, that it undermined the foundations of the Constitution.

On the outbreak of the Civil War he sent the King £1000, and, though he was appointed by the Parliament one of the commissioners to treat with Charles after the battle of Edgehill, he soon showed the extent of his Royalist sympathies by joining in the attempt known to history as Waller's Plot.

When this was discovered, he behaved with mean cowardice, and endeavoured to gain safety for himself by giving up

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the names of the Earl of Portland and Lord Conway,

against whom there was no evidence but his own, and by

implicating unnecessarily the Earl of Northumberland.

As for his own share, he abased himself before his judges,

and threw himself on their mercy, pleading his cause with

such dexterity that the Commons contented themselves

with expelling him from their House, a sentence which he

is said to have bought with the bribe of £30,000. Being

afterwards tried and condemned by a military court, he

finally escaped with the penalty of banishment for life and

a fine of £10,000.

This was in 1644. He now travelled for some time

on the Continent, eventually joining the remains of the

English Court at Paris, where he continued to entertain

members of the Cavalier party till his resources were

almost exhausted; but in his extremity he was allowed

in 1652, through the intercession of his brother-in-law,

Colonel Scrope, to return to England. Here he paid

assiduous court to Cromwell, and wrote—probably about

1654—his Panegyric to My Lord Protector. This did not

prevent him at the Restoration from publishing his lines,

To the King, Upon his Majesty's Happy Return, an incon-

sistency upon which Johnson remarks with justice in his

Life of Waller: "It is not possible to read without some

contempt and indignation poems of the same author,

ascribing the highest degrec of power and piety to Charles

the First, then transferring the same power and piety to

Oliver Cromwell;1 now inviting Oliver to take the crown, and

then congratulating Charles the Second on his recovered

right."

Charles the Second, however, who set a high

value on Waller's social qualities, judged him leniently,

and in 1665 granted his request for the Provostship of

Eton ; but Clarendon refused to set the seal to the grant,

1 In his lines To the King, On his Navy, the conclusion is :-

To thee his chosen, more indulgent, he

Dares trust such power with so much piety.

In his Panegyric on the Lord Protector he says :-

The only cure which could from heaven come down

Was so much power and piety in one

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on the ground that the statutes of the College did not allow the office to be filled by a layman.1 When the Chancellor was impeached in 1667, Waller, who was then member for Hastings, spoke against him with great bitterness; but when, after Clarendon's banishment, he again applied for the Provostship, the Council confirmed the previous decision. He continued to sit and speak in Parliament till his death, being elected in 1678 for Chipping Wycombe, and in 1685 for Saltash. In his last year, desirous of ending his life where he began it, he bought a small estate at Coleshill, but he died at Beaconsfield on the 21st October 1687, and was buried in the churchyard of that place.

Waller's poetical powers were highly appreciated by the age whose taste he helped to form, and his fame has been perpetuated by the praise of poets who brought to perfection the style to which he first opened the way. According to the gossip of Aubrey, he seems to have put forward claims as an inventor which certainly will not bear to be investigated. "When," says that biographer, "he was a brisk young spark and first studied poetry, 'Methought,' said he, 'I never saw a good copy of English verses: they want smoothness: then I began to essay.'"2 If Waller meant to say, in the large sense of the words, that he had never read a smooth copy of verses in English poetry, he can have read very little of writers like Daniel, Drayton, or Drummond, to say nothing of Shakespeare, or even Surrey. But if he was thinking of the improvement of the heroic couplet, even on this narrower ground he had no right to claim priority of invention. He seems to have pretended that his style was evolved from that of Fairfax, the translator of Tasso's Gerusalemme Liberata, "Many besides myself," says Dryden, "have heard our famous Waller own that he derived the harmony of his numbers from the Godfrey of Bulloigne, which was turned into English by Mr. Fairfax."3 Waller had no doubt studied Fairfax carefully; his references to the Jerusalem are frequent: in one of

1 See p. 174. 2 Lives of Eminent Men. 3 Dryden, Preface to Fables.

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his poems he inserts a couplet taken direct from Godfrey

of Bulloigne,1 and from this poem he also borrows two

fine similcs.2 But as a whole there is little in common

between the stately semi-archaic style of Fairfax and the

familiar courtliness of Waller, who probably hoped, by

avowing a pretended debt to an older poet, to conceal his

obligations to his more immediate predecessors. I do

not think that any one can read the early books of

Sandys' translation of Ovid's Metamorphoses or Sir

John Beaumont's Metamorphosis of Tobacco without per-

ceiving that, for the compression of sentences and periods

within the limits of one or more couplets, which is the

leading characteristic of Waller's versification, the author

of the lines on Prince Charles's escape at St. Andero owes

as much to these two writers as they themselves owe to

Drayton's Heroical Epistles.

When this justice is rendered to those who deserve it,

much remains to the credit of Waller as an inventive

poet. He may be acknowledged as the founder of the

familiar style in complimentary poetry. He headed the

reaction against the metaphysical style of Donne, the

aim of whose followers always was to attract attention to

themselves by the novelty rather than by the propriety

of their thought, whereas Waller understood that the first

principle in the art of poetry was to please the judicious

reader. Without discarding the hyperbole, which was

considered essential to poetical "wit," he sought to convey

his flatteries in the language common to refined society,

and he replaced the pedantic metaphors borrowed by

Lyly from scholastic science, and the subtle conceits

introduced by Jonson from the Alexandrian epigram-

matists, by such classical allusions as were within the

understanding of every well-read gentleman.

1 There public care with private passion fought

A doubtful combat in his noble thought.

Compare Waller's Lines to the Queen occasioned upon Sight of Her Majesty's

Picture with Fairfax's Godfrey, vi. 70.

2 Compare vv. 9–13 in A Panegyric to My Lord Protector with

Fairfax's Godfrey, iii. 52, and the concluding lines To My Lord Falkland

with Godfrey, xx. 114.

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These literary parallels are often childish enough.

The courage of Prince Charles, in peril at St. Antero, is

contrasted with the comparative cowardice of Æneas in a

like storm :--

Great Maro could no greater tempest feign,

When the loud winds, usurping on the main,

For angry Juno, laboured to destroy

The hated relics of confounded Troy ;

His bold Æneas on like billows tossed

In a tall ship, and all his country lost,

Dissolves with fear ; and, both his hands upheld,

Proclaims them happy whom the Greeks had quelled

In honourable fight ; our hero, set

In a small shallop, Fortune in his debt,

So near a hope of crowns and sceptres, more

Than ever Priam, when he flourished, wore.

His Majesty, “receiving the news of the Duke of Buckingham's death,” appears with equal advantage compared

with Achilles, when informed of the death of Patroclus:--

Bold Homer durst not so great virtue feign

In his best pattern : of Patroclus slain,

With such amazement as weak mothers use,

And frantic gesture, he receives the news.

Yet fell his darling by th' impartial chance

Of war, imposed by royal Hector's lance ;

Thine in full peace, and by a vulgar hand,

Torn from thy bosom, left his high command.

Mary de Medicis, taking refuge in England in 1638,

reminds the poet both of Latona and Cybele:--

Great Queen of Europe ! where thy offspring wears

All the chief crowns ; where princes are thy heirs ;

As welcome thou to sea-girt Britain's shore,

As erst Latona (who fair Cynthia bore)

To Delos was ; here shines a nymph as bright,

By thee disclosed, with like increase of light.

Glad Berecynthia so

Among her deathless progeny did go ;

A wreath of towers adorned her reverend head,

Mother of all that on ambrosia fed.

Thy godlike race must sway the age to come,

As she Olympus peopled with her womb.

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In the hyperboles of Waller's love-poems the same elaborate classicism appears. If Sacharissa seats herself on a bank, the trees and plants bow their heads to her as they did to Orpheus and Amphion : her hand is the occasion for strife to the gallants of the age as Achilles' shield was to the Greeks : when she wishes to sleep,

With our plaints offended and our tears

Wise Somnus to that paradise repairs ;

Waits on her will and wretches does forsake,

To court the nymph for whom the wretches wake.

And in some exceedingly ingenious lines he applies to himself (Thyrsis), in his rejected suit to Sacharissa, the story of Phœbus and Daphne :-

Yet what he sung in his immortal strain,

Though unsuccessful, was not sung in vain ;

All but the nymph that should redress his wrong

Attend his passion, and approve his song.

Like Phœbus thus, acquiring unsought praise,

He catched at love, and filled his arms with bays.

The exaggeration of what is essentially little must always have an air of ridicule ; yet Waller showed that he could rise into simple dignity when he found a worthy subject, as in the noble opening couplet To the King, On his Navy :-

Where'er thy navy spreads her canvas wings,

Homage to thee, and peace to all, she brings ;

or as when, casting aside mythology, he compares Cromwell with Cæsar :-

Still as you rise the state, exalted too,

Finds no distemper while 'tis changed by you;

Change, like the world's great scene ! when, without noise,

The rising sun night's vulgar lights destroys.

Had you some ages past, this race of glory

Run, with amazement we should read your story ;

But living virtue, all achievements past,

Meets envy still to grapple with at last.

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This Cæsar found; and that ungrateful age,

With losing him, went back to blood and rage:

Mistaken Brutus thought to break their yoke,

But cut the bond of union with that stroke.

That sun once set, a thousand meaner stars

Gave a dim light to violence and wars,

To such a tempest as now threatens all,

Did not your mighty arm prevent the fall.

If Rome's great senate could not wield that sword

Which of the conquered world had made them lord,

What hope had ours, while yet their power was new.

To rule victorious armies, but by you?

You ! that had taught them to subdue their foes,

Could order teach, and their high spirits compose;

To every duty could their minds engage,

Provoke their courage, and command their rage.

So when a lion shakes his dreadful mane,

And angry grows, if he that first took pain

To tame his youth approach the haughty beast,

He bends to him, but fright's away the rest.

As the vexed world, to find repose, at last

Itself into Augustus' arms did cast;

So England now does, with like toil oppressed,

Her weary head upon your bosom rest.

Waller's misfortune, as a poet, was that he had not

sufficient greatness of mind to look for subjects of the

height to which his genius was capable of mounting:

he was content to please little minds with compliments

adapted to their stature. Thus, in some lines on English

Verse, having declared most falsely of Chaucer that all

his verse was written with a view to winning women's

love, he adds:-

This was the generous poet's scope;

And all an English pen can hope,

To make the fair approve his flame,

That can so far extend their fame.

Verse, thus designed, has no ill fate,

If it arrive but at the date

Of fading beauty ; if it prove

But as long-lived as present love.

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For these small ends he worked with as much labour as Carew, and often with as little result. The Duke of Buckingham says that he gave the greater part of a summer to the composition of the following commonplace lines, which he wrote in a copy of Tasso's poems belonging to the second Duchess of York :-

Tasso knew how the fairer sex to grace,

But in no one durst all perfection place.

In her alone that owns this book is seen

Clorinda's spirit and her lofty mien,

Sophronia's piety, Erminia's truth,

Armida's charms, her beauty and her youth.

Our princess here, as in a glass does dress

Her well-taught mind, and every grace express.

More to our wonder than Rinaldo fought,

The hero's race excels the poet's thought.

When, however, he was in the vein, he could finish his compositions with all Herrick's tact and skill, as may be seen in the exquisite song beginning "Go, lovely Rose!" and his contemporaries were rightly impressed with his "smoothness," of which perhaps the best example is the opening of his poem At Penshurst :-

While in this park I sing, the listening deer

Attend my passion and forget to fear.

When to the beeches I report my flame,

They bow their heads, as if they felt the same.

To gods appealing, when I reach their bowers

With loud complaints, they answer me in showers.

To thee a wild and cruel soul is given,

More deaf than trees, and prouder than the heaven!

In his closing years he turned his thoughts steadily to religion, and Johnson says with justice that in his poem on Divine Love, written at the age of eighty-two, there is no failure of his peculiar gift of harmony. His speeches in Parliament show that he wanted neither the reading nor the reasoning power required to make him succeed as a didactic poet, and in many of his couplets, such as the following :-

Poets lose the half praise they should have got

Could it be known what they discreetly blot.

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For He took flesh that, where His precepts fail,

His practice as a pattern may prevail.

His love, at once, and dread, instruct our thought ;

As man He suffered, and as God He taught :

Laws would be useless which rude nature awe ;

Love, changing Nature, would prevent the law—

But he anticipates the terseness and energy of Dryden. But, as a whole, in view of the lowness of his aims, he must be content with the praise usually awarded to him, of being the chief pioneer in harmonising the familiar use of the heroic couplet, and must yield the palm for didactic writing in that measure to another poet whose name is often associated with his own.

Sir John Denham, son of Sir John Denham, Lord Chief Justice of the King's Bench in Ireland, was born in Dublin in 1615, and was educated first in London and afterwards at Trinity College, Oxford, where he matriculated 18th November 1631. He does not appear to have taken a degree. After leaving Oxford he studied law at Lincoln's Inn, and married, when he was only nineteen, Ann Cotton, by whom he had three children. After his marriage he lived with his father at Egham, where, in 1636, he wrote his paraphrase of the second book of the Æneid. Coming into the possession of the estate on the death of his father in 1638, he much impaired his property by gambling. At the outbreak of the Civil War he was High Sheriff of Surrey, and was made by the King Governor of Farnham Castle, where being taken prisoner by Sir William Waller, he was sent to London, but was allowed to join the King at Oxford in 1643. Here he published Cooper's Hill, which had been written three years before. His goods were sold by the Parliament in 1644. From that time till the King's death Denham was in close attendance on Charles, and after his execution he joined Henrietta Maria. His landed estates were sold by the Parliament in 1651 ; while, as he had shown activity in the Royalist cause on returning to England, he himself was ordered in 1655 to be confined

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to some place more than twenty miles from London. In

1658 he was allowed by Cromwell to live at Bury St.

Edmunds. After the Restoration he was rewarded for

his loyalty, being made Surveyor-General of Works in

  1. His first wife having died, he married, for his

second, Margaret, daughter of Sir William Brooke, but

the union proved most unhappy. Lady Denham, who

became mistress of the Duke of York, died not long

afterwards : report said—probably without any truth—that

she had been poisoned by a cup of chocolate given

her by her husband. Denham himself, through the

trouble occasioned by his dishonour, lost his reason in

1666, and while he was in this condition was malevolently

attacked in a satiric poem by Butler, author of Hudibras.

He died in March 1668-69.

As the critics of the Restoration recognised Waller’s

chief merit to be “smoothness,” so they declared the

prevailing characteristic of Denham’s best poetry to be

“strength” and judgment. He carried on the line of

didactic composition begun by Sir John Davies and

continued by Sir John Beaumont ; and, like the latter’s,

some of his best verse contains literary criticism. Of

this kind are his lines to Sir William Fanshaw on

the subject of translation, which, according to his own

account, were read with interest by Charles I. :-

Nor ought a genius less than his that writ

Attempt translation ; for transplanted wit

All the defects of air and soil doth share,

And colder brains like colder climates are ;

In vain thy toil, since nothing can beget

A vital spirit, but a vital heat.

That servile path thou nobly dost decline

Of tracing word by word and line by line.

These are the laboured births of slavish brains,

Not the effect of poetry, but pains ;

Cheap vulgar arts, whose narrowness affords

No flights for thoughts, but poorly sticks at words.

A new and nobler way thou dost pursue,

To make translations and translators too.

They but preserve the ashes, thou the flame :

True to his sense, but truer to his fame,

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Fording his current where thou find'st it low,

Let'st in thine own to make it rise and flow ;

Wisely restoring whatsoever grace

It lost by change of tongue, or time, or place ;

Nor, fettered by his numbers or his times,

Betray'st his music to unhappy rhymes.

We have here an early specimen of the apparently

"unpolished rugged verse" which Dryden with so much

skill made the vehicle of his Religio Laici, "as fittest for

discourse and nearest prose." Beaumont, as I have

said, attains to something of the same manner, but

he lacks Denham's weight. The style of the latter

depends for its effect partly on thoughts "familiar but

by no means vulgar," compressed within such narrow

limits that every otiose word is necessarily excluded, and

partly on the skill with which these thoughts are grouped

around a central theme. The best examples of the style

are to be found in Cooper's Hill, the first English poem

written about a particular place, obviously after the

model of the Mosella of Ausonius, whom Denham

imitates in his description of the Thames. From his

centre of observation the poet allows his fancy to range

discursively through a variety of themes, suggested by

the various objects presented to his view, and his art is

shown in the apparently easy naturalness of his transi-

tions. As he looks at the distant smoke of London,

rising beneath the recently renovated St. Paul's Cathedral

he is moved to a vein of moral reflection :-

Under his proud survey the city lies,

And like a mist beneath a hill doth rise ;

Whose state and wealth, the business and the crowd,

Seems at this distance but a darker cloud ;

And is, to him who rightly things esteems,

No other in effect than what it seems.

Where, with like haste, through several ways they run,

Some to undo, and some to be undone ;

While luxury and wealth, like war and peace,

Are each the other's ruin and increase :

As rivers, lost in seas, some secret vein

Thence reconveys, there to be lost again.

O happiness of sweet retired content,

To be at once secure and innocent !

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The ruins of a neighbouring abbey stir in him an indignation like that of Juvenal, as he thinks of the cause of its overthrow :-

Tell me, my Muse, what monstrous dire offence,

What crime, could any Christian king incense

To such a rage ? Was't luxury or lust ?

Was he so temperate, so chaste, so just ?

Were these the.r crimes ? They were his own much more ;

But wealth is crime enough to him that's poor.

On the other hand, the sight of Runnymede suggests a transition of thought to the contemporary political situation :-

Here was that charter sealed, wherein the Crown

All marks of arbitrary power lays down :

Tyrant and slave, those names of hate and fear,

The happier style of king and subject bear.

Happy where both to the same centre move,

Where kings give liberty, and subjects love.

Therefore not long in force this charter stood :

Wanting that seal, it must be sealed in blood.

The subjects armed, the more their princes gave,

Th' advantage only took the more to crave,

Till kings by giving give themselves away,

And ev'n that power that should deny betray.

These philosophical meditations are very happily relieved by passages of pure description like that of the stag-hunt. It will be observed that Denham produces his weighty effects of style sometimes by the repetition of the word which he wishes to emphasise, as for example :-

First loves to do, then loves the good he does :

Nature designed

First a brave place, and then as brave a mind :

sometimes by the contrast and antithesis of words or images, as :-

Nor with a sudden and impetuous wave,

Like profuse kings, resumes the wealth he gave :

And rather in the dark to grope our way,

Than, led by a false guide, to err by day ;

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and sometimes by sheer vigour of imagery, as in his

description of Strafford's eloquence :-

Such was his force of eloquence, to make

The hearers more concerned than he that spake :

Each seemed to act the part he came to see,

And none was more a looker on than he.

Though Denham seldom condescends to the hyper-

boles or trivial conceits which pleased his age, he is not

without them : an emphatic example of the contempor-

ary fashionable style is to be found in the finest part of

his poem, the description of the Thames :-

The stream is so transparent, pure, and clear,

That had the self-enamoured youth gazed here,

So fatally deceived he had not been,

While he the bottom, not his face had seen.

The effect produced by Cooper's Hill was marked and

lasting. Herrick hailed it with admiration;1 it is referred

to by Vaughan as a poem which had attained universal

celebrity;2 and, two generations later, Swift in his Apollo's

Edict complained of the endless stream of poetasters,

who tried to imitate the famous passage : " O could I

flow like thee, etc." These lines did not appear in the

first edition of the poem : they are only one of many

proofs of the fineness of Denham's judgment. He altered

much, and unlike poets generally, he almost always

altered for the better.

1 Lines to M. Denham on his Prospective Poem.

2 Cotswold and Cooper's, both, have met

With learn'd swains, and echo yet

Their pipes and wit.

Mount of Olives.

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CHAPTER XI

CAVALIER AND ROUNDHEAD

Marquis of Montrose: Richard Lovelace. Lord Falkland.

John Cleveland: Sir William Davenant: Andrew

Marvell: George Wither. Thomas May.

By the Civil War the great extremes of opinion were in

England brought face to face : the vanishing spirit of the

Middle Ages confronted the infant genius of the modern

world. On the one side stood the power of Absolutism,

as it had grown up in the heart of each nation out of the

primitive institutions of the tribes which had conquered

the Roman Empire : against it was arrayed the power of

Democracy, guided and inspired by the civil arts and tradi-

tions of Greece and Rome. But this secular opposition

was strangely modified by the ecclesiastical element intro-

duced into the strife through the action of the Christian

religion : the cause of Absolutism being allied with Epis-

copacy, aided by all the forces of scholastic learning ;

while Democracy associated itself with the Presbyterian

form of Church rule, not less scholastic in its temper, but

tending more towards anarchy, through its rejection of

the old standards of religious and civil authority. The

situation was further perplexed by the mixed interests

of the feudal aristocracy, which, though traditionally

opposed to the centralising authority of the Crown,

nevertheless owed much of its power and independence

to the plunder of the Church, and feared the complete

triumph of the Presbyterian clergy. The spirit of the

age is characteristically expressed in its verse ; and I

propose to devote this chapter to an account of the poets

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who, either by their lives or their writings, help to

illustrate the oppositions of English feeling during the

Civil War.

Prominent among these was James Graham, Marquis

of Montrose, whose life and poetry are alike typical of the

genius of a chivalrous aristocracy, animated by a strong

instinct of national independence, but opposed to ecclesi-

astical pretensions, whether of Episcopacy or of Presby-

terianism. Born in 1612, he became fifth Earl of Montrose

on his father's death in 1626. He was educated at the

University of St. Andrews. When Charles sought to

establish Absolutism in Scotland by means of the Bishops,

Montrose signed the Covenant, and took part in the cam-

paign of 1638-39. But after the treaty of Berwick he

opposed, no less strongly than, and much on the same

grounds as, Drummond, the dominance of the Presbyterian

party, and on the outbreak of the Civil War sided enthusi-

astically with the King. His active and romantic career

during the war is too well known to require notice in

this History ; but the few poems he has left behind him

are highly characteristic, particularly his Excellent New

Ballad, which expresses the very life of chivalry and of

aristocratic dislike to clerical government. Curiously

enough, it is not included in The Golden Treasury :-

My dear and only love, I pray

That little world of thee

Be governed by no other sway

Than purest monarchy ;

For if confusion have a part,

Which virtuous souls abhor,

And call a synod in thine heart

I'll never love thee more.

As Alexander I will reign,

And I will reign alone ;

My thoughts did ever more disdain

A rival on my throne.

He either fears his fate too much,

Or his desert is small,

Who fears to put it to the touch,

To gain or lose it all.

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And in the empire of thine heart,

Where I should solely be,

If others do pretend a part,

Or dare to vie with me,

Or if committees thou erect,

And go on such a score,

I'll laugh and sing at thy neglect,

And never love thee more.

But if thou wilt prove faithful, then,

And constant of thy word,

I'll make thee glorious by my pen,

And famous by my sword;

I'll serve thee in such noble ways

Was never heard before;

I'll crown and deck thee all with bays,

And love thee more and more.

On hearing the tidings of Charles's death, Montrose

is said to have fainted; and his vehement feelings are

expressed in the hyperboles of the lines which he wrote

—as the story goes, with the point of his sword—upon

the occasion :—

Great, good, and just! could I but rate

My griefs and thy too rigid fate,

I'd weep the world to such a strain

As it should deluge once again.

But since thy loud-tongued blood demands supplies,

More from Briareus' hands than Argus' eyes,

I'll sing thy obsequies with trumpet sounds,

And write thy epitaph with blood and wounds.

He attempted to carry out his threats in 1650, when

he landed with a small force in the Orkneys, but his

invasion of Scotland proved a failure: he was taken

prisoner in Ross-shire, and, being sent to Edinburgh,

was hanged there on 21st May 1650.

Montrose has left behind him too little to enable us

to estimate his merits as a poet; but this is not the case

with another cavalier of the same chivalrous order, whose

reputation rests on two compositions known wherever

the English language is studied, but whose other writ-

ings have little value. Richard Lovelace, author of the

Song to Lucasta: Going to the Wars, and of the lines

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To Althea from Prison, was the eldest son of Sir William

Lovelace of Woolwich, and was born in 1618. His

father, a gallant soldier, and the representative of an old

family in Kent, lost his life in the Low Countries, fight-

ing under Sir Horace Vere. Richard was educated at

Charterhouse, and afterwards at Gloucester Hall, Oxford,

where he matriculated in 1634, "being," says Antony

Wood, "then accounted the most amiable and beautiful

person that ever eye beheld, . . . of innate modesty,

virtue, and courtly deportment, which made him then, but

especially after, when he retired to the great city, much

admired and adored by the female sex."1 So strong

was this feeling of admiration, that, when the King and

Queen were at Oxford in 1636, Laud, the Chancellor, at

the request of one of the ladies of the Court, granted

Lovelace his M.A. degree, though he had only been two

years at the University. After leaving Oxford he was

chosen, at the Maidstone Assizes, to present to the Long

Parliament the Kentish petition on behalf of the King,

which was a reproduction of an earlier petition that the

Parliament had ordered to be burned by the common hang-

man. For this offence he was imprisoned in the Gate-house

at Westminster, and wrote there his song To Althea from

Prison. After about seven weeks' captivity, he was re-

leased on 21st June 1642, but was not allowed to leave

London. In 1645 he took up arms on behalf of the King,

whom he joined at Oxford, and after the surrender of that

city in 1646, he went to the Continent, and fought in the

service of the French king against Spain, receiving a

wound at the siege of Dunkirk. On returning to England

in1648 he was committed to prison in Petre House, Alders-

gate, where he occupied himself with preparing his poems

for the press. These were published under the title of

Lucasta in 1649 : the volume contained the famous song

Going to the Wars. Anthony Wood says that Lucasta

was Lucy Sacheverell, who was the affianced wife of

Lovelace, but who, on hearing that he had been killed

at Dunkirk, married another.2 After the death of the

1 Athenæ Oxonienses (1817), vol. iii. p. 461.

2 Ibid. vol. iii. p. 462.

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King, in whose cause he had spent all his possessions,

Lovelace, according to Anthony Wood, "grew very

melancholy (which brought him to a consumption),

became very poor in body and purse, went in ragged

clothes (whereas when he was in his glory he wore cloth

of gold and silver), and mostly lodged in obscure and

dirty places, more befitting the worst of beggars and

poorest of servants."1 He died in 1658, in a mean

dwelling in Gunpowder Lane.

In the general character of his poetry Lovelace may be

described as an inferior Carew or Suckling. He laboured

his verse like the former, and followed him in the multi-

tude of his classical allusions, but he did not attain to

his smoothness and polish. Like Suckling, he occasion-

ally imitated Donne, whose favourite theme of variety

in love is handled, perhaps not unsuccessfully, in The

Scrutiny:—

Why shouldst thou swear I am forsworn,

Since time I vowed to be ?

Lady, it is already morn,

And 'twas last night I swore to thee

That fond impossibility.

Have I not loved thee much and long,

A tedious twelve-months' space ?

I should all other beauties wrong,

And rob thee of a new embrace,

Should I still dote upon thy face.

Not but all joy in thy brown hair

In others may be found;

But I must search the black and fair;

Like skilful minerallists, that sound

For treasure in unploughed-up ground.

Then if, when I have loved my round,

Thou prov'st the pleasant she;

With spoils of meaner beauties crowned,

I laden will return to thee,

Ev'n sated with variety.

He occasionally attempted didactic verse, as in his

panegyrical lines on the paintings of his friend, Lely; but

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here his essentially commonplace thought, joined to a

struggle after originality in expression, causes him to

compare unfavourably with Denham. His fortune is still

worse when he emulates the exquisite refinement of

Herrick, in poems on such subjects as The Toad and

Spider, A Duel; The Snail; and The Grasshopper. In the

following stanzas of the last-named poem what is pleasing

in the fancifulness of the conception is spoiled by want of

finish in the execution :-

O thou, that swing'st upon the waving ear

Of some well-fillèd oaten beard,

Drunk every night with a delicious tear;

Dropt thee from heaven, where now th' art reared :

The joys of earth and air are thine entire,

That with thy feet and wings dost hop and fly;

And, when thy poppy works, thou dost retire

To thy carv'd acorn bed to lie.

Up with the day, the sun thou welcom'st then,

Sport'st in the gilt plats of his beams,

And all these merry days mak'st merry-men,

Thyself, and melancholy streams.

It is interesting to observe how, in the two poems which

have made his name immortal, the spirit of action and

generous emotion has lifted Lovelace into the ethereal

region of poetry, out of the heavier atmosphere of conceit

and obscurity, which, as a rule, depress the flight of his

Muse :-

TO LUCASTA: GOING TO THE WARS

Tell me not (sweet) I am unkind,

That from the nunnery

Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind

To war and arms I fly.

True: a new mistress now I chase,

The first foe in the field;

And with a stronger faith embrace

A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such,

As you too shall adore;

I could not love thee, dear, so much

Lov'd I not Honour more.

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TO ALTHEA: FROM PRISON

When Love with unconfined wings

Hovers within my gates,

And my divine Althea brings

To whisper at the grates :

When I lie tangled in her hair,

And fettered to her eye,

The birds that wanton in the air

Know no such liberty

When (like committed linnets) I

With shriller note shall sing

The sweetness, mercy, majesty,

And glories of my King ;

When I shall voice aloud how good

He is, how great should be,

Enlarged winds that curl the flood

Know no such liberty.

Stone walls do not a prison make,

Nor iron bars a cage ;

Minds innocent and quiet take

That for an hermitage.

If I have freedom in my love,

And in my soul am free,

Angels alone that soar above

Enjoy such liberty.

Few names are preserved with greater reverence by Englishmen than that of Lucius Cary, second Viscount Falkland, nor is it necessary here to tell the story of his life. Born in 1610, and educated at Trinity College, Dublin, and St. John's College, Cambridge, he was killed at the first battle of Newbury in 1643, glad to depart from the scene of a strife in which his conscience was unable without reserve to embrace the cause to which the duty of action on the whole inclined him. But some portion of the noble pages which Clarendon devotes to exalting the character of his friend ought not to be omitted from a history of English poetry :-

He was a great cherisher of wit and fancy and good parts in any man, and, if he found them clouded with poverty or want, a most liberal and bountiful patron towards them, even above his fortune; of which in those administrations he was such a

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dispenser as if he had been trusted with it to such uses, and if

there had been the least of vice in his expense he might have

been thought too prodigal. He was constant and pertinacious

in whatsoever he resolved to do, and not to be wearied by any

pains that were necessary to that end. And therefore having

once resolved not to see London (which he loved above all places)

till he had perfectly learned the Greek tongue, he went to his own

house in the country, and pursued it with that indefatigable

industry that it will not be believed in how short a time he was

master of it and accurately read all the Greek historians. In this

time, his house being within ten miles of Oxford, he contracted

familiarity and friendship with the most polite and accurate men

of that university; who found such an immenseness of wit and

such a solidity of judgment in him, so infinite a fancy bound in

a most logical ratiocination, such a vast knowledge that he was

not ignorant in anything, yet such an excessive humility as if he

had known nothing, that they frequently resorted and dwelt with

him as in a college situated in a purer air; so that his house

was a university bound in a lesser volume, whither they came

not so much for repose as study, and to examine and refine those

grosser propositions which laziness and content made current in

vulgar conversation.

Of his political opinions Clarendon says :--

In the last short Parliament he was a burgess in the House

of Commons; and from the debates, which were then managed

with all imaginable gravity and sobriety, he contracted such a

reverence to parliaments, that he thought it impossible they could

ever produce mischief or inconvenience to the kingdom; or that

the kingdom could be tolerably happy in the intermission of

them. And from the unhappy and unseasonable dissolution of

that convention, he harboured, it may be, some jealousy and

prejudice to the Court, towards which he was before not

immoderately inclined; his father having wasted a full fortune

there in those offices and employments by which other men use

to obtain a greater. . . . When he grew better informed what

was law, and discerned in them a desire to control that law by

a vote of one or both Houses, no man more opposed those

attempts and gave the adverse party more trouble in argumenta-

tion; insomuch as he was by degrees looked upon as an advocate

for the Court, to which he contributed so little that he declined

those addresses, and even those invitations, which he was obliged

almost by civility to entertain.

The character of Falkland is expressed rather in his

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life and actions than in his verse, though his contemporaries rated him highly as a poet, and Sir John Suckling, in his Session of the Poets, held him worthy to be laureate :-

He was of late so gone with divinity,

That he had almost forgot his poetry ;

Though to say the truth (and Apollo did know it)

He might have been both his priest and his poet.

He belonged to Ben Jonson's school, and worked mainly in the elegiac vein which that poet had developed, but he had not inspiration enough to make his memorial verses vital and pathetic, and was content, as a rule, to express his feelings in the frigid pastoral form which Milton alone has handled with success. As a not unfavourable specimen of his style, a passage may be cited from his elegy on Lady Hamilton :-

By fairest Greenwich, whose well-seated towers

In sweetness strive with Flora's freshest bowers,

There where at once our greedy eyes survey

Hills, plains, and groves, the City, and the sea,

We oft have seen her move and heard her talk,

Blessing the banks where she vouchsafed to walk ;

She often, in the sun's declining heat

(Rising to us when he began to set),

Would view the downs where we our flocks did keep,

And stay to mark the bleating of our sheep ;

And often from her height hath stoopt to praise

Our country sports, and hear our country lays,

Sharing with us, after her ended walk,

Our homely cates and our more homely talk.

We can readily believe, after reading Clarendon's character of Falkland, that this formal style, represented something of reality to the poet's imagination, and it is worthy of observation that Waller, in his Thyrsis, has lamented Lady Hamilton in the same pastoral style. But the fact remains that Falkland fails to convince the reader that he is writing the language of his heart. Far better is his epitaph (written in Ben Jonson's manner) on the Countess of Huntingdon, daughter and co-heiress of Ferdinand, Earl of Derby, and one of the chief female ornaments of the Court of James I. :-

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The chief perfection of both sexes joined,

With neither vice nor vanity combined;

Of this our age the wonder, love, and care;

The example of the following, and despair,

Such beauty that from all hearts love must flow;

Such majesty that none durst tell her so:

A wisdom of so large and potent sway

Rome's senate might have wisht, her conclave may:

Which did to earthly thoughts so seldom bow,

Alive she scarce was less in heaven than now:

So void of the least pride, to her alone

These radiant excellencies seemed unknown:

Such one there was; but, let thy grief appear,

Reader, there is not: Huntingdon lies here.

All Falkland's poems were written before the meeting

of the Long Parliament: after that date his energies were

so entirely absorbed by the necessities of political action,

that no time was left him for the expression in verse of

the critical and philosophical thought to which his genius

was naturally inclined.

John Cleveland, the satirist, was a spirited assailant of

the Parliamentary party, and a convinced and faithful

Cavalier. The son of Thomas Cleveland—at first usher

in Burton's Charity School, afterwards assistant to the

Rector of Loughborough, finally Vicar of Hinckley—he

was born at Loughborough in 1613. His early education

was entrusted to Richard Vynes, a Presbyterian, from

whose hands he passed to Christ's College, Cambridge, in

  1. Elected Fellow of St. John's College in 1634, he

took his M.A. degree in 1635, and afterwards studied

both law and physic. He was incorporated M.A. at

Oxford in 1637. As a supporter of the Royalist party, he

vehemently opposed Cromwell's candidature at Cambridge

for the Long Parliament, and when the latter was elected by

a majority of one vote, declared that this had ruined both

Church and Monarchy. He was ejected, like Crashaw,

from his Fellowship in 1643, and joined the Royalist

army at Oxford, where the King appointed him to collect

college rents in his service. After the surrender of

Newark he fell out of employment, but maintained a

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staunch fidelity to the King, and, when the latter was

sold to the Parliament by the Scots, he satirised that

nation in his verses entitled The Rebel Scot. Coming

to London on the death of the King, he is said by Aubrey

to "have held a club there every night" with Samuel

Butler, author of Hudibras.1 In 1655 he was seized at

Norwich for conspiring against the Commonwealth ; but

the only evidence against him was his familiarity with the

family of one Cooke, who was known as a disaffected

person. This was, however, sufficient to procure his

imprisonment at Yarmouth, from which place he wrote an

admirable and manly letter to Cromwell, pointing out that

he had not had a proper trial. In the course of it he said:-

For the service of his Majesty (if it be objected) I am so far

from excusing it, that I am ready to allege it in my vindication.

I cannot conceit that my fidelity to my prince should taint me

in your opinion ; I should rather expect that it would recommend

me to your favour. Had we not been faithful to our king, we

should not have given ourselves to be so to your Highness ; you

had then trusted us gratis, whereas we have now our former

loyalty to vouch us.

You see, my Lord, how much I presume upon the greatness

of your spirit, that dare present my indictment with so frank a

confession, especially in this which I may so safely deny, that it

is almost arrogancy in me to own it ; for the truth is I was not

qualified to serve him. All I could do was to bear a part in his

sufferings, and to give myself to be crushed with his fall.

Thus my charge is doubled, my obedience to my sovereign,

and what is the result of that, my want of fortune. Now what-

ever reflection I have upon the former, I am a true penitent for

the latter. My Lord, you see my crimes ; as to my defence,

you bear it about you. I shall plead nothing in my justification

but your Highness's clemency, which, as it is the constant

innate of a valiant breast, if you graciously be pleased to extend

it to your suppliant in taking me out of this withering durance,

your Highness will find that mercy will establish you more than

power, though all the days of your life were as pregnant with

victories as your twice-auspicious third of September.2

Cromwell justified the poet's belief in his magnanimity:

he felt that he might trust the faith of an open and

1 Lives of Eminent Men (1813), vol ii. p. 289.

2 Cleveland's Works (1687), pp. 110, 111.

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manly enemy, and Cleveland was soon afterwards released from prison. In 1656 he published his collected poems, with the initials “J. C.” His latter days were spent quietly in Gray's Inn, where he died 29th April 1658.

Though the essentially transitory interest of the matters about which Cleveland wrote has caused his poems to be forgotten, there is much in them which is of a thoroughly representative character. His satires reflect his frank disposition : they breathe a hearty hatred of the Scots as a nation, and of the Presbyterians as a party. Of the former he says in his Rebel Scot :-

He that saw Hell in's melancholy dream, And, in the twlight of his fancy's theme, Scared from his sin, repented in a fright, Had he viewed Scotland had turned proselyte : A land where one may pray with curst intent, “O may they never suffer banishment !” Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom, Not forced him wander, but confined at home ; Like Jews they spread, and as infection fly, As if the Devil had ubiquity.

In a satire called The Hue and Cry after Sir John Presbyter, he opens with a grotesque portrait of the typical Roundhead, and proceeds to assail the whole Presbyterian party with unmeasured invective :-

What zealous frenzy did the Senate seize, That tare the rochet to such rags as these ? Episcopacy minced ; reforming Tweed Hath sent us runts even of her Church's breed ; Lay interlining clergy, a device That's nickname to the stuff called lops and lice ; The Beast, at wrong end branded ; you may trace The Devil's footsteps in his cloven face ; A face of several parishes and sorts, Like to a Serjeant shaved at Inns of Courts. What mean the Elders else, those Kirk dragoons, Made up of ears and ruffs, like ducatcons, That hierarchy of handicrafts begun, Those New-Exchange-men of religion ? Sure they're the antic heads which, placed without The Church, do gape and disembogue a spout : Like them about the Commons' House t' have been So long without, now both are gotten in.

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He attacks the Presbyterians, on the same ground as Milton,1 for their ecclesiastical despotism, and sneers at their inconsistency in objecting to the famous "Etcetera" oath. Sir Roger, a zealot, is made to declaim thus:-

O Booker ! Booker ! How cam'st thou to lack

This fiend in thy prophetic almanack ?

It's the dark vault wherein th' infernal Plot

Of Powder 'gainst the State was first begot.

Peruse the Oath, and you shall soon descry it

By all the Father Garnets that stand by it :

'Gainst whom the Church, whereof I am a member,

Shall keep another fifth day of November.2

At the same time he makes merry over his own losses and sufferings in the war, as in his Sad Suit in a Petitionary Poem by a Poor Scholar to his Patron:-

Wonder not why these lines come to your hand :

The naked truth you soon shall understand.

I have a suit to you, that you would be

So kind as send another suit to me

The spring appears, and now beasts, birds, and trees,

The fruitful fields, gay gardens, and tall trees,

Are covered ; all things that do creep or fly

Are putting their apparel on, but I.

In another poem, The Poor Cavalier in Memory of his Old Suit, he humorously addresses his garment as recording in its patches the fluctuating fortunes of the war:-

I have observed, since Lesley's coming in,

Thou hast been still declining with the King ;

Since Fairfax and the Scots did all agree

To take our sleep from us, thy nap from thee.

But, to declare thee in the State concerned,

When Pomfret was relieved then thou wert turned :

Pim thou did'st wear new buttons on thy breast,

When baffled Waller did retreat from th' West ;

When taken Leicestershire raised our thoughts and speech,

Then thou wert reinforced in the breach.

Cleveland occupies a marked place in the history of

1 Then what imperious in the Bishop sounds,

The same the Scotch executor rebounds,

This stating Prelacy, the classick rout

That speak it often, ere they speak it out.

2 Cleveland's Works (1687) (Hue and Cry), pp. 26, 27.

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English poetry. His poetical style is compounded of two elements. On the one hand, he is the founder of the long line of English political satirists, being, as the foregoing passages show, the first to introduce into the satiric style the vehement party spirit and keen personalty which it continued to display down to the time of Pope. On the other hand, Johnson is right in classing him among the chief representatives of the school of metaphysical wit. He exhibited his metaphysical faculty in verse before he developed his talent for satire. An example of his more serious manner remains in the elegy he contributed to the poetical garland in honour of the hero of Lycidas. This he entitled, On the Memory of Mr. Edward King, drowned in the Irish Seas, and deemed the following verses appropriate to the nature of a pathetic subject :-

Some have affirmed that what on earth we find The sea can parallel for shape and kind. Books, arts, and tongues, were wanting, but in thee Neptune hath got an university. We'll dive no more for pearls : the hope to see Thy sacred relics of mortality Shall welcome storms, and make the seaman prize His shipwreck now more than his merchandise.

When we have filled the runlets of our eyes, We'll issue forth, and vent such elegies As that our tears shall seem the Irish seas, We floating islands, living Hebrides,

Combining, in later days, his metaphysical vein with keen personal invective, Cleveland sought to overwhelm the objects of his satire by pelting them with showers of offensive similes. With an ingenuity worthy of Donne, he exhausts comparisons in attacking the Presbyterian divines who had brought out a pamphlet under the pseudonym "Smectymnus " :-

I think Pythagoras' soul is rambled hither,1 With all her change of raiment on together : Smec is her general Ward-robe ; she'll not dare To think of him as of a thoroughfare.

1 He alludes to Donne's poem, The Progress of the Soul. See pp. 151-154.

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He stops the gossiping Dame ; alone he is

The purlieu of a metempsychosis :

Like a Scotch mark, when the more modest sense

Checks the loud phrase, and shrinks to thirteen-pence ;

Like to an Ignis Fatuus, whose flame,

Though sometimes tripartite, joins in the same.

Like to nine tailors who (if rightly spelled)

Into one man are monosyllabled.

Short-handed zeal in one hath cramped many,

Like to the Decalogue in a single penny.

In many respects Cleveland's metaphysical wit was

suitable as a weapon of party attack against opponents

in an age when all traditional ideas and principles were

confounded ; in his savage invective, for example, against

Williams, Archbishop of York, the rival of Laud, the

extremely abstract thought of the following lines is

effective :--

He still retains the "Lordship" and the "Grace,"

And yet hath got a reverend Elder's place.

Such act must needs be his, who did devise,

By crying altars down, to sacrifice

To private Malice ; where you might have seen

His Conscience holocausted to his Spleen

But in general the effort to compress a paradox or

hyperbole into every couplet leaves the impression of

straining and supersubtlety, as when the satirist in The

King's Disguise attacks the Presbyterians for their hypocrisy

in using the name of the King against the King himself:--

Scribbling assassinate ! Thy lines attest

An ear-mark due ; Cub of the Blatant Beast,

Whose breath before 'tis syllabled for verse

Is blasphemy unfledged, a callow curse !

or when, in The Rebel Scot, the following reason is given

for the Scots' readiness to leave their country and come

into England :--

Yet wonder not at this their happy choice :

The Serpent's fatal still to Paradise.

Sure England hath the hæmorrhoids, and these

On the north postern of the patient seize,

Like leeches : thus they physically thirst

After our blood, but in the cure shall burst.

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From these extracts it will be seen that Cleveland's verse, modelled on the harsh style of Donne, has not less obscurity and has more slovenliness than that of his master. Such defects must make his poetry a sealed book to the general reader; and the historian leaves it with a feeling of regret that the poet should not have taken more pains to render his art an adequate mirror of his vigorous and attractive character.

Another adventurous poet who did and suffered much on behalf of the King was Sir William Davenant. He was the son of John Davenant, a vintner in Oxford, and a person of much influence in that city, of which he became Mayor. William was born at Oxford in February 1605. The legend that he was the natural son of Shakespeare is a piece of gossip, scarcely supported by a shadow of evidence : 1 Shakespeare, however, may have been his godfather. He was educated at All Saints Grammar School in Oxford, and in 1621 matriculated at Lincoln College; but his stay there was very short, as he soon became page to Frances, Duchess of Richmond, and afterwards entered the service of Fulke Greville, Lord Brooke. When the latter was assassinated in 1628, Davenant was thrown on his own resources, and took to writing for the stage. He was so successful that, when the laureateship became vacant in 1637, he was appointed to the post, in the following year, through the influence of the Queen, and, in 1639, was made Governor of the King and Queen's Company, acting at the Cockpit in Drury Lane.

Before the Civil War began he incurred the displeasure of the Long Parliament, being accused of complicity in Suckling's plot to bring the army to London for the release of Strafford and Laud. After being arrested at Faversham in an unsuccessful attempt to escape to France, he contrived, on a second venture, to reach that country in 1641, and remained there till commissioned by the Queen to convey some military stores to the Earl of Newcastle. The Earl made him Lieutenant-

1 Aubrey, Lives of Eminent Men (1813), vol. ii. p. 303.

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General of Ordnance, and at the siege of Gloucester, in 1643, he distinguished himself so much as to earn the honour of knighthood. When the King's cause became desperate he once more retired to France, where he joined the Roman Catholic Church. The Queen sent him over in 1646 to the King at Newcastle, hoping to persuade her husband to sacrifice the English Church to his own necessities ; but Charles dismissed the ambassador with displeasure.

At Paris he lived with Jermyn, and during his stay there wrote two books of his Gondibert, which, with a long prefatory letter addressed to Hobbes, were published in England in 1650. Soon afterwards he formed a project for colonising the loyal colony of Virginia with French artisans, but having embarked with some of these at a port in Normandy, he was taken by a Parliamentary vessel, and was imprisoned in Cowes Castle. Here he continued Gondibert, but not under very favourable conditions, for, as he says in a note appended to the poem, he had always the fear of death before his eyes. There can, indeed, be no doubt that his life was in considerable danger, since he was presently removed from Cowes to the Tower of London, to be tried by a Court of High Commissioners. Some powerful influence saved him. It is said that Milton intervened on his behalf, and if this be so, he had and took the opportunity of returning the kindness, when Milton was himself in peril after the Restoration. Davenant was favourably treated by White-lock, the Lord Keeper, and was shortly set at liberty.

The rigid Puritanism of the times having somewhat relaxed, he obtained leave in 1656 to open a theatre in Rutland House, Charter-House Yard ; and after the Restoration he acquired the patent of a playhouse for the Duke's Company, in Portugal Row, Lincoln's Inn Fields. He died on the 7th April 1668, and was buried in Westminster Abbey.

Davenant, as a poet, displays the same kind of qualities that distinguished him as a man of action. He had a bright and daring invention, which in modern times

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would perhaps have qualified him to be a successful

commercial projector. No one was quicker in hitting on

a novel idea, but so long as it was novel, he cared little

whether it was great or worthy. Hence neither in morals

nor art did he ever attain to a knowledge of principle.

When he went over to negotiate with the King at New-

castle, it seemed to him a clever device to sacrifice the

Church of England to what appeared political expediency :

he probably had no suspicion that the King might be re-

strained from accepting his policy by elevated ideas and

scruples. We may suppose that he fascinated the im-

agination of Newcastle with some ingenious suggestion

which induced the latter to make him, in spite of his want

of military experience, Lieutenant-General of Ordnance ;

and in the same way he persuaded himself and Hobbes that

in Gondibert he had invented a new and superior kind of

epic poem. A little later, he piqued himself on having

found out a new province for the drama, because he was

the first to introduce on the English stage scene-shifting

and operatic music.

The amusingly complacent preface in which he ex-

plains to Hobbes the construction of Gondibert shows how

completely ignorant Davenant was of the essential nature

of an epic poem. After reviewing all the great epics

of the world, and pointing out what seemed their defects,

he proceeded to describe the plan on which he himself

had worked :-

I have drawn the body of an heroic poem, in which I did not

only observe the symmetry (proportioning five books to five acts

and cantos to scenes, the scenes having their number ever

governed by occasion), but all the shadowings, happy strokes,

secret graces, and even the drapery, which together make the

second beauties, I have, I hope, exactly followed : and those com-

positions of second beauty I observe in the drama to be the

under-walks, interweaving, or correspondence of lesser design in

scenes, not the great motion of the main plot and coherence of

the acts.

The first act is the general preparation, by rendering the

chiefest characters of persons, and ending with something that

looks like an obscure promise of design. The second begins

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with an introducement of new persons, so finishes all the char-

acters, and ends with some little performance of that design

which was promised at the parting of the first act. The third

makes a visible correspondence in the under-walks (or lesser

intrigues) of persons; and ends with an ample turn of the main

design, and expectation of a new. The fourth (ever having

occasion to be the longest) gives a notorious turn to all the under-

walks, and a counter-turn to that main design which changed in

the third. The fifth begins with an entire diversion of the main

and dependent plot; then makes the general correspondence of

the persons more discernable, and ends with an easy untying of

those particular knots which made a contexture of the whole. . . .

To these meanders of the English stage I have cut out the walks

of my poem; which in this description may seem intricate and

tedious; but will, I hope (when men take pains to visit what they

have heard described), appear to them as pleasant as a summer

passage on a crooked river, where going about and turning back

is as delightful as the delays of parting lovers.

Davenant never asked himself whether any one of the

great epic poems he mentions exhibits the same intricacy

of structure as a romantic English drama; or whether, on

the contrary, it was not the practice of all epic poets to

announce in the first place the subject of their song, and

to produce at once their leading characters. The novel

idea of constructing an epic on the lines of a drama was

enough for him. He seems to have been confident that

the reader would toil through five books, subdivided into

cantos, in pursuit of an action taken from an obscure

period of Lombard history, and recording the deeds of

a number of persons, not one of whom is qualified to

excite in the imagination a spark of interest or affection.

Fortunately for the historian, the poet's labours—as has

been already said—were brought to an abrupt end, when

only three books were completed, through the expectation

of his own approaching death.

For his metre he selected the quatrain with alternate

rhymes, used so effectively by Sir John Davies in Nosce

Teipsum; and his estimate of his success in handling it is

as entertaining as his account of the construction of the

poem :—

This (says he) [i.e. the belief that this measure would be pleasing

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to the ear] was indeed (if I shall not betray vanity in my confession) the reason that prevailed most towards my choice of this stanza, and my division of the main work into cantos, every canto including a sufficient accomplishment of some worthy design or action, for I had so much heat, which you, sir, may call pride, as to presume they might (like the works of Homer, ere they were joined together and made a volume by the Athenian king) be sung at village feasts, though not to monarchs after victory, or to armies before battle.

The style of Gondibert is not more attractive than its subject-matter. The syntax is harsh, involved, and obscured by conceits, nor can I discover any passage which seems to rise above commonplace into anything like greatness. The following stanzas may be taken as typical of Davenant's more thoughtful vein : they are at least interesting as showing the advance of the Copernican astronomy :-

He shows them now towers of prodigious height,

Where Nature's friends, philosophers, remain,

To censure meteors in their cause and flight,

And watch the wind's authority on rain.

Others with optic tubes the Moon's scant face

(Vast tubes which, like long cedars mounted lie)

Attract through glasses to so near a space,

As if they came not to survey, but pry.

Nine hasty centuries are now fulfilled,

Since optics first were known to Astragon,

By whom the moderns are become so skilled,

They dream of seeing to the Maker's throne.

And wisely Astragon thus busy grew,

To seek the stars' remote societies ;

And judge the walks of th' old, by finding new,

For Nature's law in correspondence lies.

Man's pride (grown to religion) he abates,

By moving our loved Earth ; which we think fixed,

Think all to it, and it to none relates,

With other motion scorn to have it mixed :

As if 'twere great and stately to stand still,

Whilst other orbs dance on ; or else think all

Those vast bright globes (to show God's needless skill)

Were made but to attend our little ball.1

1 Gondibert, book ii. c. v.

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Gondibert received a mixed welcome from contemporary critics. "Commendatory Verses" were prefixed to the first two books by Waller and Cowley—Davenant's companions in exile at Paris—the sincerity of which may be judged from the fact that the former declares Davenant's mortal characters to be superior to Homer's gods and goddesses ; while the latter congratulates the author on his having discovered the true road for epic poetry !—

Since time doth all things change, thou think'st not fit

This latter age should see all new but wit.

Thy fancy like a flame her way doth make,

And leaves bright tracks for following pens to make.

Sure 'twas this noble boldness of the Muse,

Did thy desire seek new worlds infuse ;1

And ne'er did Heaven so much a voyage bless,

If thou canst plant but there with like success.

On the other hand, when the third book was added, the wits of the Court saluted it with ironical praises. Denham likened the preface to the parturient mountain, and the poem to the actual birth from it; Butler in Hudibras made merry over the adventures of "little Hugo" ; and both laughed at the romantic loves of Gondibert and the "lowly Bertha." Probably no modern critic—with the exception, perhaps, of the good-natured Archbishop Trench—would disagree with the judgment of the wits of that day.2 Davenant, with much ingenuity, had no poetical genius of a kind which could sustain him through a long narrative in verse. Yet he has left behind him something to make his countrymen remember his name with gratitude in the beautiful song :-

The lark now leaves his watery nest,

And climbing shakes his dewy wings ;

He takes this window for the east ;

And to implore your light he sings :

"Awake, awake ! the morn will never rise.

Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes.

"The merchant bows unto the seaman's star ;

The ploughman from the sun his season takes ;

1 Alluding to Davenant's intended voyage to Virginia.

2 In his Household Book of English Poetry, p. 402, Trench calls Gondibert "strong-thoughted."

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But still the lover wonders what they are

Who look for day before his mistress wakes.

Awake, awake ! break through your veils of lawn !

Then draw your curtains, and begin the dawn.

The list of Puritan poets (setting aside the name of

Milton, which is too great to class) is shorter than that of

the Cavaliers, and those who are included in it, with one

exception, did little to exalt in verse the cause they

advocated in politics. It is needless to say that the

exception is Andrew Marvell, author of the celebrated

Horatian Ode upon Cromwell's Return from Ireland. He

was the son of Andrew Marvell, Rector of Winestead in

Holderness, Yorkshire, where he was born 31st March

  1. After receiving his first education at the Grammar

School, Hull, he matriculated at Trinity College, Cam-

bridge, 14th December 1633. At Cambridge he fell

under the influence of the Jesuits, and left the university,

but being persuaded by his father to return, he was elected

Scholar of Trinity College in 1638, and graduated as B.A.

in the same year. He appears to have travelled abroad

during the Civil War, and traces, perhaps, of a reaction

against the Jesuits remain in one of his early satires (in

the style of Donne), written against Flecknoe, an Irish

priest at Rome. On his return to England he was

engaged by Lord Fairfax as tutor to his daughter, Mary,

at Nun Appleton in Yorkshire, where he wrote his poems,

Upon the Hill and Grove at Billborow and Upon Appleton

House, together (doubtless) with The Garden and other

verses of rural description. He had hitherto shown a

leaning to the Royalist side. Commendatory verses by

him were prefixed to Lovelace's Lucasta, published in

1649, and on the death of Lord Hastings in that year, he

wrote an elegy in which the following lines appear :-

Had he but at this measure still increast,

And on the Tree of Life once made a feast,

As that of knowledge, what loves had he given

To earth, and then what jealousies to heaven !

But 'tis a maxim of that state that none,

Lest he become like them, taste more than one.

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Therefore the democratic stars did rise,

And all that worth from hence did ostracise.

Marvell still retained some of his Royalist preferences when he wrote his satire on Thomas May, who died in November 1650, but his opinions must have been changing, for his Horatian Ode on Cromwell was composed in this year. After his association with Fairfax he acquiesced in the new form of government, and on 21st February 1653 was recommended by Milton as his assistant in the secretaryship for foreign tongues. This appointment, however, he did not receive till 1657, being in the meantime employed at Eton as tutor to William Dutton, a ward of Cromwell. While there he lived in the house of John Oxenbridge, a Fellow of the College, who had been a minister in the Bermudas, and whose conversation no doubt inspired Marvell with his well-known poem on those islands. Many of the events of the Protectorate furnished him with themes for verse : between 1653 and the Restoration he produced his Character of Holland (1653); First Anniversary of the Government under his Highness, the Lord Protector (1655); On the Victory obtained by Blake over the Spaniards (1657); A Poem upon the Death of his late Highness, the Lord Protector (1658). Under Richard Cromwell he was chosen M.P. for Hull, which place he continued to represent till his death. After the Restoration his political opinions became fixedly Republican, and his satiric vein keener and more uncompromising. He entered the lists in 1672, on behalf of tolerance to the Nonconformists, against Samuel Parker, the champion of the opposite party; and so skilfully did he handle the subject, by separating the interests of the King from those of the Royalists, that when Roger L'Estrange, as Licenser of the Press, sought to suppress the second edition of his pamphlet, The Rehearsal Transprosed, the King caused Lord Anglesey to intervene on his behalf. "Look you, Mr. L'Estrange," Lord Anglesey is reported to have said, "I have spoken to his Majesty about it, and the King says he will not have it suppressed, for Parker has done him wrong, and this man has done

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him right." In 1677, however, he published anonymously

his scathing Account of the Growth of Popery and Arbitrary

Government in England, a pamphlet which produced such

an effect that a reward of £100 was offered by the Crown

for the discovery of the author, and Marvell himself

expected assassination. From this fate, if he was ever

threatened by it, he was spared by a sudden death on

18th August 1678. He was buried in the church of St.

Giles-in-the-Fields.

Marvell's poems divide themselves naturally into three

classes : (1) rural poems and poems of pure imagination,

written while he was living with Fairfax at Nun Appleton ;

(2) state poems, composed while he was actively employed

during the Commonwealth ; (3) satiric poems, written

after the Restoration. The third class I reserve for con-

sideration in a later chapter. In the first class, which

has much charm and variety, he combines the "meta-

physical" spirit of Donne, with Vaughan's love of Nature

and Herrick's feeling for objects of art. Like Donne he

loves to abstract a thought, and to play round it with

subtle images. For example, he opens a poem called The

Definition of Love thus :--

My Love is of a birth as rare

As 'tis, for object, strange and high ;

It was begotten by Despair

Upon Impossibility ;

and this extremely intellectual notion he illustrates by the

following equally subtle comparison :--

As lines, so loves oblique, may well

Themselves in every angle greet :

But ours, so truly parallel,

Though infinite, can never meet.

Therefore the love, which us doth bind

But Fate so enviously debars,

Is the conjunction of the mind,

And opposition of the stars.

In his well-known verses called The Garden he dis-

tinguishes between things and their mental images by the

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old scholastic doctrine, that everything on the earth has

its duplicate in the sea :—

Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less,

Withdraws into its happiness :

The mind, that ocean, where each kind

Does straight its own resemblance find ;

Yet it creates—transcending these—

Far other worlds and other seas ;

Annihilating all that's made

To a green thought in a green shade.

These remotely abstract conceits he associates with

beautiful imagery drawn from country life, going on, for

example, after the above stanza in the following lines,

which are quite in Vaughan's manner :—

Here at the fountain's sliding foot,

Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root,

Casting the body's vest aside,

My soul into the boughs does glide :

There, like a bird, it sits and sings,

Then whets and claps its silver wings ;

And till prepared for longer flight,

Waves in its plumes the various light.

There is, however, more of minute painting in his de-

scriptions of Nature than is common in Vaughan, whose

imagination delighted in the wild uncultivated scenery

of streams and hills ; whereas Marvell loved the artificial

ornaments of the garden, though he dramatically makes

his mowers complain against them thus :—

'Tis all enforced, the fountain and the grot ;

While the sweet fields do lie forgot,

Where willing Nature does to all dispense

A wild and fragrant innocence,

And fauns and fairies do the meadows till

More by their presence than their skill.

Their statues, polished by some ancient hand,

May, to adorn the gardens, stand ;

But howsoe'er the figures do excel,

The gods themselves with us do dwell.

In this feeling for art, and in his exquisite sense of

the propriety of words, Marvell is brought nearer to

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Herrick than to any other poet of the day. Both had learned the same lesson from their study of the classics, but the chaste simplicity of the Republican poet saved him from the coarseness with which Herrick too often pollutes his country melodies and feminine flatteries. Classical Pastoralism was never carried to a higher perfection of refinement than by Marvell : witness the opening lines of Damon the Mower, in which the heat and haze of a summer day seem to dance :-

Hark how the mower Damon sung, With love of Juliana stung ! While everything did seem to paint The scene more fit for his complaint : Like her fair eyes the day was fair, But scorching like his am'rous care : Sharp like his scythe his sorrow was, And withered, like his hopes, the grass.

" O what unusual heats are here, Which thus our sun-burned meadows fear ! The grasshopper its pipe gives o'er, And hamstringed frogs can dance no more ; But in the brook the green frog wades, And grasshoppers seek out the shades ; Only the snake, that kept within, Now glitters in its second skin."

Of the same class are the beautiful concluding lines of Bermudas, bringing to a close of delightful restfulness the rich harmonies of the pilgrims' hymn :-

Thus sang they in the English boat, An holy and a cheerful note, And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept the time.

Not less charming in their Euphuistic simplicity are the verses on The Nymph complaining for the Death of her Fawn (killed by some passing troopers) :-

It is a wondrous thing how fleet 'Twas on those little silver feet ; With what a pretty skipping grace It oft would challenge me the race ;

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And when 't had left me far away,

'Twould stay, and run again, and stay;

For it was nimbler much than hinds,

And trod as if on the four winds.

I have a garden of my own,

But so with roses overgrown

And lilies, that you would it guess

To be a little wilderness;

And all the spring-time of the year

It only lovèd to be there.

Among the beds of lilies I

Have sought it oft, where it should lie

Yet could not, till itself would rise,

Find it, although before mine eyes;

For in the flaxen lilies' shade,

It like a bank of lilies laid.

Upon the roses it would feed,

Until its lips ev'n seemed to bleed,

And then to me 'twould boldly trip,

And print those roses on my lip.

But all its chief delight was still

On roses thus itself to fill,

And its pure virgin limbs to fold

In whitest sheets of lilies cold·

Had it lived long it would have been,

Lilies without, roses within.

The felicity in the choice of words, which Horace

had learned from the Greek poets, Marvell learned

from Horace, and also the art of adapting his style to

the exigencies of political poetry. Like Horace, his

sympathies had been with the losing side in the Civil

War, but after the death of Charles he saw that the

royal cause was ruined, and that the hope of salvation

for England lay with Cromwell, in whose patriotism

and force of character he found much to kindle his

imagination. His feelings on the subject are admirably

expressed in his Horatian Ode upon Cromwell's Return

from Ireland in 1656:-

Then burning through the air he went,

And palaces and temples rent;

And Cæsar's head at last

Did through his laurels blast.

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'Tis madness to resist or blame

The face of angry heaven's flame ;

And if we would speak true,

Much to the man is due,

Who from his private gardens, where

He lived reserv'd and austere

(As if his highest plot

To plant the bergamot),

Could by industrious valour climb

To ruin the great work of Time,

And cast the kingdoms old

Into another mould ;

Though Justice against Fate complain,

And plead the ancient rights in vain;

But those do hold or break

As men are strong or weak :

Nature, that hateth emptiness,

Allows of penetration less,

And therefore must make room,

Where greater spirits come.

Such a recognition of de facto authority does not necessarily imply abandonment of principle : Marvell continued to be the spokesman of Justice against Fate, and he devoted the finest passage of his poem to the praise of the leader of the lost cause, in the celebrated lines describing the demeanour of Charles on the scaffold. In the noble conclusion of the Ode, recalling Horace's Qualem ministrum, we see that Marvell's admiration for Cromwell is grounded on the greatness of the latter as the representative of England :-

What may not then our isle presume,

While victory his crest does plume ?

What may not others fear,

If thus he crowns each year ?

As Cæsar, he, ere long, to Gaul,

To Italy an Hannibal,

And to all states not free

Shall climacteric be.

The Pict no shelter now may find

Within his party-coloured mind,

But from this valour sad

Shrink underneath the plaid—

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Happy if in the tufted brake

The English hunter him mistake,

Nor lay his hounds in near

The Caledonian deer.

But thou, the War and Fortune's son,

March indefatigably on,

And for the last effect

Still keep the sword erect :

Besides the force it has to fright

The spirits of the shady night,

The same arts, that did gain

A power, must it maintain.

This genuine admiration for Cromwell as a man runs through the panegyric on The First Anniversary of the Government under his Highness the Lord Protector ;

and that Marvell's opinions were not inspired by any sympathy with the Parliamentary cause as such is clearly shown in the Cleveland-like lines in which he lashes the Fifth-Monarchy men of the "Rump" :-

Accursed locusts, whom your king does spit

Out of the centre of the unbottomed pit ;

Wanderers, adulterers, liars, Münster's rest,1

Sorcerers, atheists, Jesuits possest !

You, who the Scriptures and the laws deface

With the same liberty as points and lace ;

O race most hypocritically strict !

Bent to reduce us to the ancient Pict,

Well may you act the Adam and the Eve,2

Aye, and the serpent too, that did deceive.

There is pathos and nobility in the following description of Cromwell's look in death :-

I saw him dead : a leaden slumber lies,

And mortal sleep over those wakeful eyes ;

Those gentle rays under the lids were fled,

Which through his looks that piercing sweetness shed ;

That port which so majestic was and strong,

Loose, and deprived of vigour, stretched along ;

All withered, all discoloured, pale and wan,

How much another thing, no more that man !

1 i.e. remains of the Anabaptists of Munster.

2 Referring to the early Quakers, who used to walk naked.

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O human glory vain! O Death ! O wings !

O worthless world ! O transitory things !

Yet dwelt that greatness in his shape decayed

That still, though dead, greater than Death he laid ! 1

And in his altered face you something feign

That threatens Death he yet will live again.

It is highly instructive to compare Marvell's panegyrics on Cromwell with Waller's contemporary verses on

the same subject : the capacities of the metaphysical style, as a vehicle for complimentary poetry, are thus brought

out by contrast with the more familiar vein of courtly wit which the latter writer was bringing into vogue. Both

poets select the same matter for treatment: order brought out of chaos ; the subjugation of the Irish and

the Scottish nations; the victories of the English navy ;

the respect paid to the Protector by the European monarchies ; Cromwell's private character. Both resort to

hyperbole as a necessary condition of poetical flattery.

But Waller relies almost entirely on the skilful arrangement of his materials; the propriety of his classical

parallels ; the lucid and harmonious language in which he brings into relief the points and antitheses of his

thought—as in a stanza like the following:—

To pardon willing and to punish loath,

You strike with one hand, but you heal with both ;

Lifting up all that prostrate lie, you grieve

You cannot make the dead again to live.

With admirable judgment, he reserves the praise of Cromwell's private character for his climax, pretending

that an innate moderation would have kept the Protector in his loved retirement, if his great deeds had not been

called for by his country's necessities.

Marvell, on the other hand, makes all Cromwell's actions spring out of the grandeur of his character, which he exalts

in the opening of his poem. He takes for his model Donne's " Anniversary," and, like the founder of the metaphysical

school, exhausts his ingenuity in discovering remote analogies and images to express the greatness of his hero.

1 This grammatical error occurs more than once in Marvell's poems. See lines on the Death of the Fawn, p. 310.

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Cromwell, reconstructing the state of England, is likened

to Amphion building Thebes by his musical harmony :

the poet speculates whether the virtue of the Protector,

if his subjects were but docile, might not bring in the

Millennium : he likens the feelings of the nation during

the Protector's illness to those of the first man on first

experiencing the disappearance of the sun. The real

greatness of his subject saves his poem from the grotesque

disproportion of Donne's "Anniversary," but it is far less

equally sustained than Waller's Panegyric : if in parts it

rises into an obscure sublimity beyond what the other was

capable of, it sinks in parts to ridiculous bombast, which

Waller knew how to avoid. Many lines, for example,

are devoted to reflections on a carriage accident which

nearly proved fatal to Cromwell, whose runaway horses

are feigned to have stopped of their own accord, through

a consciousness of the mischief they were doing to their

master and the state :—

But the poor beasts, wanting their noble guide,

—What could they more?—shrank guiltily aside :

First wingèd fear transports them far away,

And leaden sorrow then their flight did stay.

See how they each their towering crests abate,

And the green grass and their known mangers hate ;

Nor through wide nostrils snuff the wanton air,

Nor their round hoofs or curled manes compare :

With wandering eyes and restless ears they stood,

And with shrill neighings asked him of the wood.

These inequalities in Marvell's thought are reflected in

his style. When he is at his best he writes with rare

strength and harmony : witness the following lines in which

Cromwell is compared to Gideon :—

When Gideon so did from the war retreat,

Yet, by the conquest of two kings grown great,

He on the peace extends a warlike power,

And Israel, silent, saw him rase the tower,

And how he Succoth's elders durst suppress

With thorns and briars of the wilderness.

No king might ever such a force have done ;

Yet would he not be lord, nor yet his son.

Perhaps more often, however, his constant straining after

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hyperbole leads him into elliptical, ambiguous, and obscure modes of expression ; as when, describing the influences which prevent Cromwell from achieving the Millennium, he writes :--

But men, alas ! as if they nothing cared, Look on, all unconcerned, or unprepared ; And stars still fall, and still the dragon's tail Swings the volumes of its horrid flail ; For the great Justice that did first suspend The world by sin, does by the same extend. Hence that blest day still counterpoisèd wastes, The ill delaying what the elected hastes ; Hence, landing, Nature to new seas is tost, And good designs still with their authors lost.

In some respects the career of George Wither resembles that of Marvell. Both were of a sharp satiric genius ; both also possessed a vein of pastoral sweetness ; both were led by circumstances to side more unhesitatingly with the Republican party in their latter days than in their youth. But Wither was one of those downright and impracticable characters which can never make allowance for their surroundings : hence neither in politics nor in art did he attain to that dignity of expression which is to be admired in the work of Marvell. He was born in 1588, the eldest son of George Wither, a member of an old family settled at Manydown in Hampshire, and he received his early education in the village of Colemore under John Greaves, the rector, to whom he pays the same kind of tribute in verse as Ben Jonson to Camden, Sylvester to Saravia, and Vaughan to Herbert. Many of his poems are autobiographical. In Britain's Remembrancer he tells us that he was given to solitary meditation :--

When daily I, on change of dainties fed, Lodged night by night upon an easy bed, In lordly chambers, and had therewithal Attendants forwarder than I to call, Who brought me all things needful ; when at hand Hounds, hawks, and horses were at my command, Then choose I did my walks on hills or vallies, In groves, near springs, or in sweet garden allies,

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Reposing either in a natural shade

Or in neat harbours which by hands were made,

Where I might have required without denial

The lute, the organ, or deep sounding viol,

To cheer my spirits; with what else beside

Was pleasant, when my friends did thus provide

Without my cost or labour.

Nursed in this indulgent atmosphere, his mind took an

obstinate bent of its own which he was never able to

overcome. From the introduction to his Abuses Stript

and Whip't we find that inclination took him to Oxford

in his fifteenth year, where, according to Wood, he was

entered at Magdalen College.1 But he could not learn

by the usual methods: hence he tells us that he re-

solved to study Aristotle by himself, and at length suc-

ceeded in understanding what his tutors had meant by

their instructions.2 He thus came to love disputing for

its own sake, and would have remained at Oxford, had it

not been for some change in his fortunes (whether this

was loss of money by his parents, or a change in their

intentions respecting him, does not appear), which caused

him to leave the university without taking a degree.3

Coming back to his father's home at Brentworth, in

Hampshire, he lived there, as he says, for a season,

"somewhat discontent"; but he seems to have come into

collision with meddlesome neighbours, who pressed his

family to have him apprenticed to "some mechanic trade."

To escape from this danger he resolved, in his eighteenth

year, to go to London to study law, and, having entered at

Lincoln's Inn, presently obtained an introduction to Court.

But the manners of the Court were not more to his taste

1 Athene Oxonienses (1817), vol. iii. p. 761.

2 I reached my books that I had cast about,

To see if I could pick his meaning out,

And prying on them with some diligence,

At length I felt my dull intelligence

Begin to open, and perceived more

In half an hour, than half a year before.

Abuses Stript and Whip't.

3 You, Sir (quoth she), that I must make my slave,

For whom in store a thousand plagues I have,

Come home, I pray, and learn to hold the plough,

For you have read philosophy enow.—Ibid.

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than the society of the country : unable to put up with its insincerity and false refinements, he indulged his satiric temper at the expense of his fortunes.

In 1613 he published his Abuses Stript and Whip't, a satire of a general kind which, though it named no individuals, and was in-deed directed simply against vices common to humanity, offended so many classes and interests that the author was committed to prison in the Marshalsea, where he com-posed his Shepherd's Hunting.

After a captivity of a few months he was released, it is said, on the intercession of the Princess Elizabeth, whose grace he had solicited in a Satire addressed to the King (1615). Fidelia, a love elegy, appeared in 1617, and to a new edition of this poem, published in 1619, he added several love songs, among them the lines by which he is best known, " Shall I, wasting in despair."

The great notoriety which he had obtained by his former satire incited him to re-attempt the same style in Wither's Motto, published in 1621, a poem which proved so popular that, according to his own statement, 30,000 copies of it were printed within a few months.

This, like its predecessor, was found to be libellous, and Wither was once more sent to the Marshalsea, from which, however, he was soon released without having to stand any trial.

Hoping to make profit by his popularity as an author, he obtained from the King in 1623 a monopoly for printing his Hymns and Songs of the Church, together with an order that these should be inserted in every copy of the authorised Psalm-Book.

But he now found himself opposed by the Stationers' Company, who complained that their privileges were infringed, and after a long struggle the matter, as far as the insertion of Wither's Hymns in the Psalter was concerned, was decided by the Privy Council in

1 Casting preferment's too much care aside, And leaving that to God that can provide, The actions of the present time I eyed, And all her secret villainies descried : I stript Abuse from all her colours quite, And laid her ugly face to open sight.

Abuses Stript and Whip't.

2 See also Jonson's testimony to its popularity in Time Vindicated.

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favour of the Stationers. In the course of this controversy

he came into collision with Ben Jonson, who satirised him

in his Time Vindicated under the name of Chronomastix.

When the Court fled from London in 1625, in con-

sequence of the panic caused by the plague, Wither

remained behind and ministered to the sufferers : he has

recorded his experience of the plague in his Britain's

Remembrancer, a poem in eight cantos, which contained a

prophecy of the judgments about to come upon the nation,

and he also made a retaliatory attack on Ben Jonson,

alluding to his "drunken conclave." In 1635 he pub-

lished his Emblems, a collection of verses illustrating

the copper-plate designs of Crispcrius Pallæus, apparently

in emulation of Quarles, whose poems with the same

title, also published in that year, had been received with

immense favour. The book was dedicated, in verses of

extravagant flattery, to the King and Qucen, and there

is nothing to show why, on the outbreak of the Civil

War, Wither should have actively sided with the Parlia-

ment.1 In 1639 he had been captain of a troop of horse,

which had served the King in his expedition against Scot-

land ; but in 1642 he sold his estate to raise men in the

opposite interest. No disappointment or sense of injury,

as in the case of Thomas May, can explain his defection

from Royalist principles. We can only conjecture that

his Puritanism, which, as is evident from his Halieluiah,

or Britain's Second Remembrancer, published in 1641, had

been steadily growing on him, caused him to take up

arms in the cause of what he believed to be true religion ;

it is at any rate certain that the rhymed doggerel, as

well as the political pamphlets which he poured forth so

profusely on behalf of the Parliament, are inspired both

by a spirit of crack-brained mysticism and by a fanatical

hatred of the clergy.

His career as a soldier was not very successful. He

1 In one of his Emblems he seems to favour the principle of Absolutism:-

Thy self submit,

And suffer what authority thinks fit :

For whatsoc'er they be that guide the reign,

He gave the power who gave it not in vain.

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was appointed by a Parliamentary Committee commander of Farnham Castle, but left the place undefended,

and was taken prisoner by the Royalists : his life, it is said, was spared at the intercession of Denham, who

observed sarcastically that, as long as Wither lived, he himself could not be thought the worst poet in England. Wither perpetually, but vainly, solicited the House

of Commons to relieve his necessities. Under the Protectorate his fortunes somewhat mended: he received a

grant of some of Sir John Denham's lands, and in 1655 was made a clerk of the statute office of the Court of

Chancery. But after the Restoration he was arrested,

and, in August 1660, thrown into Newgate, where he remained till he was brought before the House of

Commons in March 1661-62. Thence he was sent to

the Tower to await impeachment, but on the 27th July

1663 he was released on giving security for good

behaviour. After this he seems to have lived quietly,

continuing, however, to issue poetical prophecies of the

doom and destruction coming on the nation, till the eve

of his death, which happened on 2nd May 1667.

Wither was one of that large class of poets who,

mastered by their own temperaments, are too impatient

to submit to the laws of art. He had a real gift both

for lyrical and satiric poetry, but in neither department

could he ever get far away from himself : he had not

patience enough to persevere in any regular and well-conceived line of thought. When he began to write he wrote,

in the vein of local pastoralism which had just been brought

into vogue by his friend William Browne, the following

charming description of a Hampshire Arcadia :-

For pleasant was that Pool ; and near it then

Was neither rotten marsh nor boggy fen.

It was not overgrown with boisterous sedge,

Nor grew there rudely then along the edge

A bending willow, nor a prickly bush,

Nor broad-leafed flag, nor reed, nor knotty rush,

But here well ordered was a grove with bowers,

There grassy plots set round about with flowers.

Here you might through the waters see the land

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Appear, strewed o'er with white and yellow sand.

Yet deeper was it; and the wind by whiffs

Would make it rise, and wash the little cliffs,

On which oft pluming sat, unfrighted than,

The gayling wild-goose, and the snow-white swan

With all those flocks of fowls which, to this day,

Upon those quiet waters breed and play.

North-east, not far from this great pool there lies

A tract of beechy mountains, that arise

With leisurely ascending to such height

As from their tops the warlike Isle of Wight

You in the ocean's bosom may espy,

Though near two hundred furlongs thence it lie.

The pleasant way, as up those hills you climb,

Is strewed o'er with marjoram and thyme,

Which grows unset. The hedgerows do not want

The cowslip, violet, primrose, nor a plant

That freshly scents: as birch both green and tall,

Low sallows, on whose bloomings bees do fall,

Fair woodbines, which about the hedges twine,

Smooth privet, and the sharp-sweet eglantine,

With many mo, whose leaves and blossoms fair

The earth adorn, and oft perfume the air

But, taken as a whole, Fair Virtue, the poem in which

these lines appear, is wanting in regular design and

character, and the diffuseness of the too easy seven-

syllabled verse, in which most of it is written, soon makes

it become wearisome. Wither's bold and manly character,

however, stamps itself on this metre in the well-known

lines proclaiming his contempt for the insincere woman-

worship of the Provençal school :-

Shall I, wasting in despair,

Die because a woman's fair?

Or make pale my cheeks with care,

'Cause another's rosy are?

Be she fairer than the day,

Or the flowery meads of May,

If she be not so to me,

What care I how fair she be ?

Shall my foolish heart be pined,

'Cause I see a woman kind?

Or a well-dispos'd nature,

Joined to a lovely feature?

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Be she meeker, kinder, than

Turtle-dove or pelican,

If she be not so to me,

What care I how kind she be?

Shall a woman's virtue move

Me to perish for her love?

Or her merit's value known

Make me quite forget my own?

Be she with that goodness blest,

Which may gain her name of Best,

If she be not such to me,

What care I how good she be?

'Cause her fortunes seem too high,

Shall I play the fool and die?

Those that bear a noble mind,

Where they want of riches find,

Think what with them they would do,

That without them dare to woo.

And unless that mind I see,

What care I how great she be?

Great, or good, or kind, or fair,

I will ne'er the more despair.

If she love me, this believe,

I will die ere she shall grieve.

If she slight me when I woo,

I can scorn and bid her go.

For if she be not for me,

What care I for whom she be?

In a slightly different mood he writes from the

Marshalsea in his Shepherd's Hunting the following,

which makes a pastoral pendant to Lovelace's chivalrous

song To Althea: in Prison :-

Willy

Shepherd ! would these gates were ope :

Thou mightst take us with thy fortune.

Philarete

No : I'll make this narrow scope

(Since my fate doth so importune)

Means unto a wider hope.

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CUDDY

Would thy shepherdess were here,

Who, beloved, loves so dearly!

PHILARETE

Not for both your flocks, I swear,

And the grain they yield you yearly,

Would I so much wrong my dear.

Yet to me, nor to this place,

Would she now be long a stranger :

She would hold it no disgrace

(If she feared not more my danger)

Where I am to show her face :

WILLY

Shepherd, we would wish no harms

But some thing that might content thee

PHILARETE

Wish me then within her arms :

And that wish will ne'er repent me.

If your wishes might prove charms

WILLY

Be thy prison her embrace,

Be thy air her sweetest breathing.

CUDDY

Be thy prospect her sweet face,

For each look a kiss bequeathing,

And appoint thyself the place.

From this sweet pastoral style Wither turned aside

into the paths of satire, using for the purpose, in his

Abuses Stript and Whipt, the decasyllabic rhyming couplet

in the manner of Sylvester and John Davies of Hereford.

There is evidence enough that he was inspired by the

indignation which Juvenal says makes satiric verse, but

it is equally plain that he was indignant, less at abuses

as such, than because he himself had been obliged to

conform to them. After he had been some time at

Court, he tells us he began to reflect :-

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O Lord, thought I, what do I mean to run

Out of God's blessing, thus, into the sun ?

What comfort or what goodness here can

Expect amongst these Anthropophagi ?

Hence :-

The actions of the present time I eyed,

And all her secret villainies espied.

I stript Abuse from all her colours quite,

And laid her ugly face to open sight.

But he was never quite sure what artistic weapon to wield,

or wherein lay the difference between a sermon and a

satire. In what he calls his satires he seems to be always

in the pulpit. These abstract discourses, however, he

closes with a poem called The Scourge, which is a philippic

specifically directed against every class of society, Court

gallants, lawyers, physicians, justices of the peace, church-

wardens, tailors, and tapsters. He adopts this method

deliberately. Addressing his satire, he bids it

First lash the great ones ; but, if thou be wise.

In general, and do not specialise ;

Yet if thou do, so wisely let it be,

None may except but those that faulty be.

He must have been much exalted in his own esteem to

suppose that, under an almost absolute government, he

could throw mud at all classes, and escape with impunity,

because he had refrained from naming individuals. His

imprisonment in the Marshalsea taught him a lesson, but

only imperfectly, for when he made his next satiric experi-

ment, entitled Wither's Motto, he fancied he could protect

himself by saying it was no satire, but merely an expres-

sion of individual opinion :-

That therefore you no more mistitle this,

I say it is my Motto; and it is ;

I'll have it so : for if it please not me,

It shall not be a satire, though it be.

What is't to you or any man, if I

This little poem term thus foolishly,

As some men do their children ? Is it not

Mine own Minerva, of my brains begot ?

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For aught I know, I never did intrude

To name your wheips ; and if you be so rude

To meddle with my kithngs, though in sport.

'Tis odds but she'il go near to scratch you for't.

His motto is Nec habeo, nec careo, nec curo: "I have not,

I want not, I do not care." It is probable that his contemporaries, finding his invective now restricted to negations, did not think it worth their trouble to take any

positive revenge, and, popular though his Motto was, it was felt to be a "toothless satire." Posterity views the

matter somewhat differently. Keenly interested in satire

which, full of an artistic egotism, can preserve a kind of

ideal life in the vanished things and persons it attacks,

as is the case with Pope's Epistle to Arbuthnot, it does

not care to listen to a dead individual talking about him-

self as morally superior to his contemporaries, in such

verse as the following, which evidently glances at Ben

Jonson :-

I have no Muses that will serve the turn

At every triumph, and rejoice or mourn

Upon a minute's warning for their hire,

If with old sherry they themselves inspire ;

I am not of a temper like to those

That can provide an hour's sad talk in prose

For any funeral, and then go dine

And choke my grief with sugar plums and wine.

I cannot at the claret sit and laugh,

And then, half tipsy, write an epitaph,

Or howl an epicædium for each groom,

That is by fraud and nigardise become

A wealthy alderman, nor for each gull

That hath acquired the style of "worshipful";

I cannot for reward adorn the hearse

Of some old rotten miser with my verse :

Nor, like the poetasters of the time,

Go howl a doleful elegy in rhyme

For every lord or ladyship that dies,

And then perplex their heirs to patronise

That muddy poesy.1

Satire cannot live on good morals and pure English

alone, as Cowper's satirical poems were to show in a

1 Wither's Motto.

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later age. But Wither's early Satires are interesting

historically, because they express the sentiments of that

large body of Englishmen in the seventeenth century

which stood midway between the corruption and licentious-

ness of the Court and the arrogance of the fanatical

sectarians :-

Now by these words, to some men it may seem

That I have Puritans in high esteem :

Indeed, if by that name you understand

Those whom the vulgar atheists of this land

Do daily term so ; that is, such as are

Fore-named here, and have the greatest care

To know and please their Maker--then 'tis true

I love them well ; for love to such is due.

But if you mean the busy-headed sect,

The hollow crew, the counterfeit elect ;

Our dogmatists, and ever-wrangling spirits,

That do as well contemn good works as merits,

If you mean those that make their care seem great

To get soul's food, when 'tis for body's meat ;

Or those, all whose religion doth depend

On this, that they know how to discommend

A May-game, or a summer-pole defy,

Or shake the head, or else turn up the eye :

If you mean those, however they appear,

This I say of them (would they all might hear !),

Though in a zealous habit they do wander;

Yet they are God's foes, and the Churches' slander.

And though they humble be in show to many,

They are as haughty, every way, as any.1

Between the spirit of these verses, composed nearly con-

temporaneously with Ben Jonson's Bartholomew Fair, and

that of Britain's Remembrancer, published in 1628, there is

plainly a wide divergence. It is evident that, in the latter

poem, the Puritanic element in Wither's nature had grown

in intensity. Personal suffering ; frequent quarrels with

authority and established interest ; what seemed the

manifest judgments of God on the country in the plague

and other public calamities ; exalted in him the temper of

religious mysticism, alienated him more and more from

the manners of the Court (though not as yet from loyalty

to the Crown), and disposed him to view with more

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tolerance the principles of the sectarians. His old arrogance and self-sufficiency hardened. He began to look on himself as a prophet, and to predict the coming doom of his country. From this time forward his attraction towards the Parliamentary cause became increasingly rapid, and in the same proportion his verse ran more and more to doggerel. Judging him solely by his later works, the Royalist poets and critics, either through ignorance or party spirit, regarded the once-charmlng lyric poet as a wretched Puritan scribbler. Cleveland and Butler ranked him with Prynne and Vicars. Pope, preserving the tradition of the Restoration, classed him in the Dunciad with Gildon and Ward, and his name might have remained in this company, had not Bishop Percy inserted one of his poems in the Reliques, and spoken of him as "not altogether devoid of genius." Since then selections from his poems have been made by Sir Egerton Brydges in 1822, while Fair Virtue was reprinted by the late Professor Henry Morley in 1891.

Thomas May, the eldest son of Sir Thomas May of Mayfield, Sussex, was born in 1595, and in 1609 entered Sidney Sussex College, Cambridge, as a fellow commoner. He took his B.A. degree in 1612. His father, having spent all his fortune, sold his estate, and Thomas was compelled to support himself by his pen. This he endeavoured to do in the first place by writing for the stage, and in 1620 he produced his first play, The Heir. He also wrote The Old Couple, a work with which Pope was acquainted, and from which he has borrowed some images for his third Moral Essay.1 In 1627 May began his most important work, the translation of Lucan's Pharsalia, which was published in the following year; in 1629 he translated the Georgics of Virgil and Martial's epigrams. He was so good a Latin scholar that in 1630 he continued the Pharsalia, from the point at which Lucan had left it, down to the death of Cæsar. Charles I., who greatly admired his poetical powers, commanded him to

1 Moral Essay, iii. v. 176. See note (Elwin and Courthope's edition).

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write in verse a history of the reigns of Henry II. and

Edward III. May accomplished this task in 1635, and,

while he was engaged on it, received a further mark of

the King's favour ; for the Earl of Pembroke having

insulted him at a masque, Charles intervened in his

behalf, called him "his poet," and forced the Earl to

apologise and make May a present of £50. Elated by

these marks of distinction, May hoped, on the death of

Ben Jonson in 1637, that he would have been appointed

to succeed him in his posts of Poet Laureate and Chrono-

loger to the City of London. But he was disappointed.

Davenant was made Poet Laureate in 1638, and Quarles

Chronologer to the City in 1639. So bitter was May's

chagrin that he lost all sense of loyalty and gratitude, and

on the outbreak of the Civil War sided actively with the

Parliament. Clarendon, who knew him well, says :-

He was cherished by many persons of honour and very

acceptable in all places, yet (to show that pride and envy have

their influence upon the narrowest minds, and which have the

greatest semblance of humility), though he had received much

countenance and a very considerable donation from the King

upon his Majesty's refusing to give him a small pension which he

had promised to another very ingenious person, whose qualities

he thought inferior to his own, he fell from his duty and all his

former friends, and prostituted himself to the vile office of cele-

brating the infamous acts of those who were in rebellion against

the King; which he did so meanly that he seemed to all men to

have lost his wits when he left his honesty ; and so shortly after

died miserable and neglected, and deserves to be forgotten.1

The last words of this are incorrect. May was made

Secretary to the House of Commons, with a salary of

£200, and in 1647 wrote a History of the Long Parlia-

ment, which he followed up in 1650 with A Breviary of

the History of the Parliament of England. On his death,

13th November 1650, he was buried in Westminster

Abbey at the public expense ; but, after the Restoration,

his body was exhumed and buried in a pit in the yard of

St. Margaret's, Westminster. Andrew Marvell, who had

1 Life of Edward, Earl of Clarendon (1635).

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then still some Royalist leanings, wrote a severe satire on him, describing his meeting with Ben Jonson in the Elysian Fields. Ben, we are told—

Whipped him o'er the pate

Like Pembroke at the Masque, and thus did rate :

" Far from these blessed abodes tread back again,

Most servile wit and mercenary pen !

Poldore, Lucan, Alan, Vandal, Goth,

Malignant poet and historian both !

But thee nor ignorance, nor seeming good

Misled, but malice fixed and understood,

Because some one than thee more worthy wears

The sacred laurel : hence are all these tears.

Must therefore all the world be set on flame

Because a gazette-writer missed his aim ?

And for a tankard-bearing Muse must we

As for the basket Guelph and Ghibelline be?"

The following prophecy proved accurate enough .--

Poor poet thou, and grateful Senate they,

Who thy last reckoning did so largely pay,

And with the public gravity would come,

When thou hadst drunk thy last, to lead thee home ;

If that can be thy home where Spenser lies,

And reverend Chaucer ; but their dust will rise

Against thee, and expel thee from their side,

As the eagle's plumes from other birds divide.

Regarded in his poetical capacity, and apart from his political leanings and his moral character, May must be awarded a distinguished place on the list of translators in the seventeenth century. His great performance is the translation of Lucan's Pharsalia, a work which it is particularly difficult to reproduce, on account both of the subject-matter and of the style. As it is an historical epic the poet is always on the border-line between recorded fact and poetical fiction : moreover, the manner of the narrative depends so much on artificial turns of thought and language, peculiar to Lucan and the Latin language, that hardly any poetical equivalent can be invented for it in the genius of a foreign tongue.

May was one of those translators who are satisfied

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with reproducing the exact sense of their original ; and,

measured by his own standard, his translation deserves

the punning compliment bestowed on it by his "friend

in judgment and choice," Ben Jonson, who says of the

Pharsalia :-

It makes me ravished with just wonder cry

What Muse, or rather god of harmony,

Taught Lucan these true moods ? Replies my sense,

What gods but those of art and eloquence,

Phœbus and Hermes? They, whose tongue or pen

Are still the interpreters 'twixt gods and men !

But who hath them interpreted, and brought

Lucan's whole frame unto us, and so wrought

As not the smallest joint or gentlest word

In the great mass or machine there is stirred ?

The self-same genius. So the work will say,

The Sun translated, or the Son of May !

May, an excellent scholar, seldom fails to put a right in-

terpretation on the Latin he is translating. In some direc-

tions also the taste of his own age brought him into close

sympathy with Lucan's modes of expression. One of the

means by which the Roman poet endeavoured to disguise

the comparatively prosaic nature of his subject was the

audacious use of hyperbole ; and hyperbole was of the

essence of the poetry of the seventeenth century. May

therefore felt no difficulty in reproducing, without any

attempt to soften them, the most grotesque features

of his author. In the battle-pieces of the Pharsalia, for

example, Lucan, to compensate the reader for the lack of

personal interest in the deeds of his leading actors, tries

to excite wonder by inventing miraculous acts of individual

valour, and by imagining odd kinds of death or wounds.

He makes Cæsar's centurion, Scæva, hold the whole army

of Pompey at bay, till his body is stuck so full of javelins

that at last the javelins themselves serve as a shield.

May translates his original with equal exactness and

gravity thus :-

There fortune a strange match beholds, one man

'Gainst a whole war. His strong shield sounded than

With often strokes : his broken helmet, beat

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Down to his temples, wrings with pain and heat,

And nothing else protects his vital parts

But the outside of his flesh stuck full of darts.1

In the sea-fight between the Cæsareans and Pompeians at Marseilles, the following description by May of the death

of one Lycidas is quite successful in rendering Lucan's meaning :-

An iron hook, thrown to lay violent hold

Upon a ship, on Lycidas did light :

Drowned had he been, but his friends hindered it,

And on his lower parts caught hold ; in two

The man was plucked ; nor did his blood spin slow

As from a wound, but gushing in one spout,

From all his broken veins at once let out ;

Into the sea falls his life-carrying blood :

Never so great a passage open stood

To let out any soul ; life straight forsakes

His lower half, since vital parts it lacks ;

But in his upper half (since in that part

Lay the soft lungs, and life-sustaining heart)

Death stays awhile, and finds repugnancy ;

Nor at one time could all his members die.2

On the other hand, beyond this merit of literal exactness—and considering the difficulty of interpreting

Lucan, the merit is no small one—May's metrical translation cannot be said to reflect the great qualities of the

Pharsalia. He probably did well to select the heroic couplet as his vehicle, but he failed to use it in such a

way as to bring out the point, terseness, and brilliancy of Lucan in his best passages. The latter is a most skilful

rhetorician : he shines in his speeches, a good example of which is to be found in the keen encounter of wits between

Cæsar and his mutinous soldiery in the fifth book. For oratory in verse it would be difficult to find anything

better than the declamation of the mutineers :-

Liceat discedere, Cæsar,

A rabie scelerum. Quæris terraque marique

His ferrum jugulis animasque effundere viles

Quolibet hoste paras : partem tibi Gallia nostri

Eripui : partem duris Hispania bellis :

Pars jacet Hesperia : totoque exercitus orbe

1 Cp. Lucan, Pharsalia, vi. 191-195.

2 Ibid. iii. 635-646.

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Te vincente perit. Terris fudisse cruorem

Quid juvat Arctois Rhodano Rhenoque subactis

Tot mihi pro bellis bellum civile dedisti.

Cepimus expulso patriæ cum tecta senatu,

Quos hominum vel quos licuit spoliare deorum ?

Imus in omne nefas manibus ferroque nocentes,

Paupertate pii. Finis quis quæritur armis ?

Quid satis est si Roma parum ? Jam respice canos,

Invalidasque manus, et inanes cerne lacertos.

Usus abit vitæ ; bellis consumpsimus ævum :

Ad mortem dimitte senes. En improba vota :

Non duro liceat mortalia cæspite membra

Ponere, non anima glebam fugiente ferire,

Atque oculos morti clausuram dextram,

Conjugis illabi lacrimis, unique paratum

Scire rogum.1 Liceat morbis finire senectam :

Sit præter gladios aliquid sub Cæsare fatum.2

The condensed verbal antithesis, mordant irony, and genuine pathos of this are lost in the flat English rendering, literal as it is :—

Now, Cæsar, let us cease

From wicked war : thou seek'st by land and seas

Swords for these throats, and upon any foe

Wouldst our too cheap-esteem'd lives bestow :

Some of us slain in war in Gallia lie,

In Spain lie some, and some in Italy :

O'er all the world thy army's slaughterèd,

While thou o'ercom'st. What boots our blood that's shed

'Gainst Gauls and Germans in the North so far ?

For all thou pay'st us with a civil war.

When Rome we took, and made the Senate flee,

What spoils from men or temples gathered we ?

Guilty in swords and hands, all villainy

We go upon, virtuous in poverty

Alone : what end is there of war at all ?

Or what can be enough if Rome too small ?

See our gray hairs, weak hands, and bloodless arms

Our use of life is gone ; in war's alarms

Our age consumed. Send us now old at least

To choose our deaths. This is our bad request,

Our dying limbs on hard ground not to lay,

Nor strike steel helmets to our dying day ;

1 These lines were perhaps in Gray's mind when he wrote in his Elegy :

On some fond breast the parting soul relies, etc.

Pharsalia, v. 261-283.

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To seek some friends to close our eyes in death;

To get our proper piles; our last to breath

In our wives' arms. Let sickness end our days;

Let's under Cæsar find some other ways

Of death than sword.

Lucan, again, is often very solemn and sublime in the march of his narrative verse. Who is not affected by the noble movement of the hexameters in the description of Pompey's dream on the eve of Pharsalia?—

At nox, felici Magno pars ultima vitæ,

Sollicitos vana decepit imagine somnos.

Nam Pompeiani visus sibi sede theatri

Innumeram effigiem Romanæ cernere plebis,

Attollique suum lætis ad sidera nomen

Vocibus, et plausu cuneos certare sonantes.

Qualis erat populi facies clamorque faventis,

Olim cum juvenis primæque ætate triumphi,

Post domitas gentes quas torrens ambit Hiberus.

Et quæcumque fugax Sertorius impulit arma,

Vespere pacato, pura venerabilis æque

Quam currus ornante toga, plaudente Senatu,

Sedit adhuc Romanus eques.1

But, on the other hand, who, that had not read the Latin, would have supposed, from the unmodulated rhythm of the following lines, that there was anything of grandeur in the original?—

That night of Pompey's happy life the last,

Deceived by flattering sleeps, he dreamed him placed

In the Pompeian theatre, among

Rome's people flocking in unnumbered throng;

Where shouting to the skies he heard them raise

His name, each room contending in his praise.

Such were the people's looks, such was their praise,

When, in his youth and first triumphant days,

Pompey, but then a gentleman of Rome,

Had quieted the West, and Spain o'ercome,

Scattering the troops' revolt Sertorius led,

And sat in Senate as much honourèd

In his pure candid as triumphal gown.

In short, while May's translation deserves high praise for its scholarship, very little can be said for its poetry.

1 Pharsalia, vii. 7-19.

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CHAPTER XII

THE LAST DAYS OF POETICAL “WIT”

Abraham Cowley : Samuel Butler

As the period of civil strife drew to its close, the waning life of the Middle Ages brightened into a dying flame in the poetry of two men of exceptional endowments, who, while carried along by the spirit of their time, represented that spirit in very different aspects. Both were champions of the Royalist cause, both scholars of encyclopædic learning, both masters of an original form of poetic expression ; but while one of them found in the scholastic and feudal systems an inexhaustible source of erudite allusion, the other used them only for the purposes of ridicule.

Abraham Cowley was the posthumous son of Thomas Cowley, a stationer, and was born in London in 1618. When he was about ten years old he was sent to Westminster School, and, while there, read the Faery Queen. “This,” says he, “I happened to fall upon, and was infinitely delighted with the stories of the knights, and giants, and monsters, and brave houses which I found everywhere there (though my understanding had little to do with all this) and by degrees with the tinkling of the rhyme and dance of the numbers, so that I think I had read him all over before I was twelve years old, and was thus made a poet as irremediably as a child is made an eunuch.”1

1 Cowley's essay : “Of Myself.”

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As he tells us that his first attempt in verse composition—Pyramus and Thisbe (a kind of adaptation of the story as told in Ovid's Metamorphoses)—was made when he was ten years old,1 we may conclude that his acquaintance with the Faery Queen began almost immediately after his entrance into Westminster. His second composition, Constantinus and Philetus, was, according to his own account, written when he was twelve,2 and several of his other poems, afterwards included in his Sylvia (published 1636), were evidently produced while he was at school.3 He also wrote in his school-days his pastoral comedy, Love's Riddle. Though he had discovered this early genius for poetry, he resembled Wither in his objection to the school routine.

He was wont (says Sprat, his biographer) to relate that he had this defect in his memory at that time, that his teachers could never bring it to retain the ordinary rules of grammar. However, he supplied that want by conversing with the books themselves from whence those rules had been drawn. That no doubt was a better way, though much more difficult, and he afterwards found this benefit by it, that, having got the Greek and Roman languages, as he had done his own, not by precept but use, he practised them not as a scholar but a native.

He was elected scholar of Trinity College, Cambridge, at rather a late age for those times, in 1637, and wrote while there his Latin comedy, Naufragium Joculare, and an English comedy, The Guardian, both of which were acted before the university. The latter was, after the Restoration, transformed into Cutter of Coleman Street. He took his B.A. degree in 1639, was elected Fellow of Trinity in 1640, and, after becoming M.A. in 1642, was ejected from his Fellowship by the Parliamentary Visitors in 1643. In 1646 he joined the Court of Henrietta Maria at Paris, and, his abilities being recog-

1 Appendix to Poetical Blossoms, published 1636.

2 Ibid.

3 e.g. A Poetical Revenge; To his Godfather, Mr. A. B.; An Answer to an Invitation to Cambridge.

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nised, was lodged in the family of Lord St. Albans, and

employed in conducting a cypher correspondence between

Charles I. and the Queen. This life of activity and in-

trigue was uncongenial to his temperament. To use his

own words :--

Now, though I was here engaged in ways most contrary to

the original design of my life, that is into much company, and no

small business, and into a daily sight of greatness, both militant

and triumphant (for that was the state then of the English and

French Courts), yet all this was so far from altering my opinion,

that it only added confirmation of reason to that which was

before but natural inclination. I saw plainly all the point of

that kind of life, the nearer I came to it ; and that beauty which

I did not fall in love with, when for aught I knew it was real,

was not likely to bewitch or entice me, when I saw that it was

adulterate. I met with several great persons whom I liked very

well, but could not perceive that any part of their greatness was

to be liked or desired, no more than I should be glad or content

to be in a storm, though I saw many ships which rid safely and

bravely in it. A storm would not agree with my stomach, if it

did with my courage ; though I was in a crowd of as good com-

pany as could be found anywhere, though I was in business of

great and honourable trust, though I ate at the best table, and

enjoyed the best conveniences for present subsistence that ought

to be desired by a man of my condition in banishment and

public distresses ; yet I could not abstain from renewing my old

school-boy's wish in a copy of verses to the same effect--

Well then ; I now do plainly see

The busy world and I shall ne'er agree.1

Nevertheless, he continued active in the service of

the royal family, until Charles II. separated his place of

residence from that of the Queen-mother, when the work

of conveying and deciphering intelligence passed into

other hands, and it was thought best that Cowley should

come into England to act from thence as correspondent

with the Royalists abroad. In the meantime he had, in

1647, published his Mistress. On his arrival in England,

being mistaken for another agent of the King, he was

arrested, and was kept in prison for some time, but was

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at last released on bail of £1000, given for him by

Dr. Scarborough, to whom he has addressed one of his

poems. He had had time to observe the weak state of

the Royalist cause, and in a volume of his collected

poems, published in 1656, he took the opportunity of

inserting a few sentences, which gave an undertaking

for his quiet behaviour.1 This was afterwards brought

up against him as a mark of disloyalty, though it was

no more of a concession than was made by so staunch a

loyalist as Cleveland to obtain his liberty from Cromwell.

After his return to England he devoted himself to the

pursuit of physical science. He studied medicine, and

received from the University of Oxford the degree of

M.D. Having also made himself a skilful botanist, he

composed in Kent a Latin poem, in six books, written in

various metres, on the subject of plants.

When the King was restored in 1660, Cowley natu-

rally expected to receive some reward for his loyalty. He

wrote a long Ode on His Majesty's Restoration and Return,

and recast his comedy, The Guardian, under the title of

The Cutter of Coleman Street, in such a form as to make

the satire on the Puritan régime more pointed. It is

uncertain whether the play was successful. Dryden is

said to have told Dennis that it failed, much to Cowley's

chagrin; but this report, which only reached Spence

third-hand through Pope, is contradicted by an entry in

Pepys' Diary under date of 16th December 1661, after

the play had been running for a week: "I went into the

gallery and there saw very well; and a very good play it

is." Pepys' verdict, indeed, can hardly be approved, for

The Cutter of Coleman Street is a play with an absurd

and improbable plot, and for this, as well as for its

characters and incidents, it is largely indebted to Ben

Jonson's Silent Woman, Every Man in his Humour, and

Bartholomew Fair. Party spirit, however, may have

helped to carry it through. Neither the play nor the

1 These began: "In the next place I have cast away all such pieces as

I wrote during the time of the late troubles, with any relation to the difficulties

which caused them, etc."

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ode prevailed to obtain for the poet the Mastership of

the Savoy, for which he made a request in 1663 : the

place was given to Thomas Killigrew, and Cowley's dis-

appointment is ridiculed in some contemporary verses,

written in imitation of Suckling's Session of the Poets :-

Savoy-missing Cowley came into Court,

Making apologies for his bad play ;

Every one gave him so good a report,

That Apollo gave heed to all he could say :

Nor would he have had, 'tis thought, a rebuke,

Unless he had done some notable folly,

Writ verses unjustly, in praise of Sam Tuke,

Or printed his pitiful Melancholy.

These reasons for failure are of course not the real ones,

which were no doubt the insidious suggestions of Killi-

grew's supporters that Cowley, in the preface to his poems

published in 1656, had shown a leaning to the Common-

wealth. The injustice was to some extent redressed not

long afterwards, when Cowley, perhaps at the instance of the

Duke of Buckingham, was granted a lease of the Queen's

lands at Chertsey, and was thus at last enabled to gratify

his desire of country retirement. Sprat says of him :-

He was sufficiently furnished for his retreat. And immedi-

ately he gave over all pursuit of honour and riches, in a time

when, if any ambitious or covetous thoughts had remained in his

mind, he might justly expect to have them readily satisfied.

Though he had frequent invitations to return into business, yet

he never gave ear to any persuasions of profit or preferment.

His visits to the City and Court were very few : his stays in

town were only as a passenger, not as an inhabitant. The places

that he chose for the seat of his declining life were two or three

villages on the banks of the Thames. During this recess his

mind was rather exercised on what was to come than on what

was past ; he suffered no more business nor cares of life to come

near him. Some few friends and books, a cheerful heart, and

innocent conscience, were his constant companions. His poetry,

indeed, he took with him, but he made that an anchorite as well

as himself : he only dedicated it to the service of his Maker, to

describe the great images of religion and virtue wherewith his

mind abounded. And he employed his music to no other use

than as David did towards Saul, by singing the praises of God

and Nature to drive the evil spirit out of men's minds.

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Cowley died 28th July 1667, at the Porch House,

Chertsey, and on 3rd August was buried in Westminster

Abbey, where a monument was afterwards erected to

him by the Duke of Buckingham.

Pope, in some admirable and pointed lines, expresses

the estimate formed of the poetry of Cowley in the

eighteenth century :-

Who now reads Cowley ? If he pleases yet,

His moral pleases, not his pointed wit :

Forgot his epic, nay Pindaric, art :

Yet still I love the language of his heart.1

A sentence in Johnson's Life of Cowley, as terse and

pungent as Pope's couplets, accounts for this decline of a

great poet in critical esteem :-

Cowley, like other poets who have written with narrow views,

and, instead of tracing intellectual pleasures in the mind of man,

paid their court to temporary prejudices, has been at one time

too much praised, and too much neglected at another.

"Paying court to temporary prejudices" is perhaps

scarcely a just appreciation of one whose genius always

prompted him to retire from society; nor does "prejudice"

of any kind seem to be the right word to characterise a

time in which some of the leading spirits were Falkland,

Chillingworth, and John Hales of Eton, and which found

pleasure in such books as The Anatomy of Melancholy

and Sir Thomas Browne's Vulgar Errors. The truth

rather is that, in the first half of the seventeenth

century, men's judgments as to the principles of

conduct were suspended between the rival claims of

civil and religious authority, of the Roman and

Anglican Churches, of scholastic tradition and experi-

mental science; and the imagination, sharpened by

dialectic, but eager for liberty, gladly escaped from the

perplexities of active life into the sphere of metaphysical

fancies and abstractions.

In a society so disposed Cowley had all the gifts

1 Epistle to Augustus, 75-78.

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required to make him shine as a representative poet. He

possessed a fine fancy, a vigorous understanding, and

the same quick receptiveness that enabled Crashaw to

sympathise with the ideas of earlier poets, and to imitate

their modes of expression. From the very first it can

be seen that his imagination was inspired rather by

poctical form than poetical matter. As he tells us himself,

he fell in love with the medley of classic and romantic

images presented to him in the Faery Queen, and he at

once endeavoured to combine this method of versified

narrative with the conceits of Ovid made familiar to him

by his school-boy studies. That a child of ten years old

should have been able to invent, and fluently express, a

conceit so subtle as that contained in the following

stanzas from Pyramus and Thisbe, shows a faculty of

poetical imitation which is marvellous :-

Then through his breast thrusting his sword, life hies

From him, and he makes haste to seek his Fair.

And as upon the coloured ground he lies,

His blood had dropt upon the mulberries.

With which the unstainèd berries stainèd were

And ever since with blood they coloured are.

At last fair Thisbe left the den, for fear

Of disappointing Pyramus, since she

Was bound by promise for to meet him there;

But when she saw the berries changed were

From white to black, she knew not certainly

It was the place where they agreed to be.

As he began in his art, so he proceeded. In later days

he cultivated the Provengal style in The Mistresse; the style

of Anacreon, in his Anacreontics ; that of Pindar, in his

Pindarics; those of Virgil at once and Marino, in his

Davideis; and in all these varieties he displays a masterly

skill in adapting the metrical form which he employs for the

moment to the matter in hand. But at the same time it

is clear that what sets his imagination in motion is his

sense of the value and significance of the form, not the

inherent life of the subject-matter; so that the interest

felt in his work by the reader is excited less by the

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thought itself than by the ingenious and subtle operations

of the poet's mind in dealing with it.

In The Mistress, for example, he handles the subject-

matter treated by a hundred poets since the days of the

Cours d'Amour. These, as we have frequently seen, pre-

scribed an initial coldness, or at least reserve, on the

part of the lady, in admitting the advances of a lover.

Cowley recognises the convention, but is interested in it

mainly because it provides him with the opportunity for

a transcendental conceit :—

If she be coy, and scorn my noble fire,

If her chill heart I cannot move,

Why, I'll enjoy the very Love,

And make a mistress of my own Desire.

Flames their most vigorous heat do hold

And purest light, if compassed round with cold :

So when sharp winter means most harm,

The springing plants are by the snow itself kept warm.

In the same manner he deals with all the recognised

phenomena of the universal passion, aiming always at

producing an appearance of novelty by clothing an old

thought in a new paradox, or at least a new metaphor.

He generally aids his invention by appropriating the

thought of some previous poet — Petrarch, Donne, or

Waller — and either shooting beyond it or turning it

inside out. Waller, for example, exalts the attractions

of Sacharissa by feigning that, when she sat upon a bank,

the trees came round her as they did round Orpheus.

Cowley, on the other hand, writing on the hackneyed

theme of Absence, tells his mistress that the trees are

flourishing, though she is away, no less than when she

used to walk under them ; but he proceeds :-

In ancient times sure they much wiser were,

When they rejoiced the Thracian verse to hear ;

In vain did Nature bid them stay ;

When Orpheus had his song begun,

They called their wondering roots away,

And bade them silent to him run :

How would those learn'd trees have followed you ?

You would have drawn them and their poet too !

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Donne, another of his masters, had recklessly defied the Provençal law, in insisting on the necessity of constant change in love. Cowley is more orthodox in his principles, though (according to his own confession) scarcely more so in his practice :-

'Tis true I've loved already three or four And shall three or four hundred more ; I'll love each fair one that I see, Till I find one at last that shall love me.

That shall my Canaan be, the fatal soil, That ends my wanderings and my toil. I'll settle there and happy grow ; The country does with milk and honey flow.

Variety I ask not ; give me One To live perpetually upon. The person Love does to us fit, Like manna, has the taste of all in it.

Throughout The Mistress we observe how completely Serafino's practice of making “points” has supplanted the older Provençal manner of Petrarch : 1 in Cowley's love-poems, as in Waller's, the sonnet is conspicuous by its absence. On the other hand, Petrarch's trick of running a single metaphor through a sonnet is repeated by Cowley through a succession of stanzas, as in the poem called Counsel—which may be compared with Passa la nave mia, 2—thus :-

Gently, ah gently, Madam, touch The wound which you yourself have made ; That pain must needs be very much, Which makes me of your hand afraid. Cordials of Pity give me now, For I too weak for purgings grow.

Do but a while with patience stay, For counsel yet will do no good, Till Time, and Rest, and Heaven allay The violent burnings of my blood. For what effect from this can flow, To chide men drunk for being so ?

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Perhaps the Physick's good you give,

But ne'er to me can useful prove;

Med'cines may cure, but not revive,

And I'm not sick, but dead, in Love;

In Love's hell, not his world, am I;

At once I live, am dead, and die.

Another element in his imagination was stimulated

by the thoughts of light gaiety and fancy in the poems

which are generally assigned to Anacreon. As Cowley's

essays — particularly those on country subjects — show,

he possessed a graceful sense of humour, which made

such verse congenial to him; and the praise that John-

son gives to his Anacreontics is deserved, though had the

author of the Lives of the English Poets read a line of

Herrick, he must have perceived that in this line of

English composition Cowley could only hold the second

place. In fairness the paraphrase of Anacreon's lines on

the Grasshopper ought rather to be compared with the

poem of Lovelace on the same subject, when the vast

superiority of Cowley will be at once apparent.

In his Pindarics, on the other hand, the poet sought

for subjects wherein he could exercise the faculty for

large and noble expression in metre, which he felt himself

to possess.

Upon this ground (says he, explaining his ideas as to the

relation of a translator to his original) I have in these two

Odes of Pindar taken, left out, and added what I please; nor

make it so much my aim to let the reader know precisely what

he spoke, as what was his way and manner of speaking, which

has not been yet (that I know of) introduced into English, though

it be the noblest and highest kind of writing in verse; and which

perhaps might be put into the list of Pancirollus, among the lost

inventions of antiquity.

Like Horace he admired the rush of enthusiasm with

which the imagination of Pindar sweeps along his verse—

Fervet immensusque ruit profundo

Pindarus ore.

Nor was he himself wanting in the power which he

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admired in his master. No English poet ever possessed

in a higher degree the power of bringing a grand abstract

idea before the mind in a concrete form, by means of

rich and splendid imagery : witness his description of

the progress of the Aristotelian Philosophy in his Ode to

Hobbes :-

Long did the mighty Stagyrite retain

The universal intellectual reign ;

Saw his own country's short-lived Leopard slain,

The stronger Roman Eagle did outfly;

Oftener renewed his age and saw that die.

Mecca itself, in spite of Mahomet, possessed ;

And, chased by a wild deluge from the East,

His Monarchy new planted in the West.

But as in time each great Imperial race

Degenerates, and gives some new one place,

So did this noble Empire waste,

Sunk by degrees from glories past,

And in the Schoolmen's hands it perished quite at last.

Then nought but words it grew,

And those all barbarous too :

It perished and it vanished there,

The life and soul breathed out became but empty air.

But, to sustain imagination at heights like this, aid was

needed from the surrounding atmosphere, and here Cowley

was at a great disadvantage compared with Pindar, who

flourished at the highest point of Greek civilisation, and

was inspired by all the hope and enthusiasm of his times.

For a moment the English poet wakes into ardour in

contemplating the possible triumphs of the Experimental

Philosophy : at the next he remembers that he himself,

like Bacon, is only permitted to view the prospect from

Pisgah, without passing into the Promised Land :-

But Life did never to one man allow

Time to discover worlds and conquer too :

Nor can so short a line sufficient be

To fathom the vast depths of Nature's sea.

The work he did we ought t' admire,

And were unjust if we should more require

From his few years, divided twixt th' excess

Of low affliction and high happiness ;

For who on things remote can fix his sight,

That's always in a triumph or a fight?

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Hence the depressed sentiment of his time soon masters him, and he falls back on the mediæval doctrine, re-inforced by the philosophy of the Renaissance : “All is Vanity.” In his Ode to the New Year he asks :-

Into the future times why do we pry,

And seek to antedate our misery?

Like jealous men why are we longing still

To see the thing which only seeing makes us ill?

The miseries and unrealties of the actual world are always before his imagination. Of Life he says :-

We grow at last by custom to believe

That really we live;

Whilst all these shadows, that for things we take,

Are but the empty dreams which in Death's sleep we make;

and again, addressing Life and Fame :-

O Life, thou Nothing's younger brother,

So like, that one might take one for the other!

and in the Ode to Dr. Scarborough, his friend, the eminent physician :-

Let Nature and let Art do what they please,

When all's done, Life is an incurable disease.

With these views of the unreality of the world of sense, it might naturally be thought that a man of Cowley's vivid imagination would have formed ideas of the life beyond the grave as clear and intense as those of Dante or George Herbert. But here we feel the effect of the coldly intellectual temper of the times. Cowley is always much more interested in the images of his own mind, than in the realities which these are supposed to reflect. Even when he is writing on a subject so sublime as the Resurrection of the Dead, he cannot refrain from letting his imagination revel in the metaphysical curiosities suggested by the subject :-

Then shall the scattered Atoms crowding come

Back to their ancient home,

Some from Birds, from Fishes some,

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Some from Earth, and some from Seas,

Some from Beasts, and some from Trees,

Some descend from Clouds on high,

Some from Metals upwards fly;

And where the attending soul naked and shiv'ring stands,

Meet, salute, and join their hands;

As dispersed soldiers, at the trumpet's call,

Haste to their colours all,

Unhappy most, like tortured men,

Their joints new set to be new racked again.

To mountains they for shelter pray;

The mountains shake, and run about no less confused

than they.

Then bidding his Muse stop and allay her vigorous heat,

he brings his Pindaric to an abrupt close.

Provided that the image in which he embodies his

idea is minutely pictured, he does not mind its being

over-familiar. He tells his Genius—as if it were his

butler—to order his coach, as the Queen, his Muse, intends

to take the air :—

Let the Postillion, Nature, mount, and let

The Coachman, Art, be set.

Having lighted on the sublime thought that imagination

can penetrate to the years slumbering in the heart of

futurity, he cannot refrain from elaborating the metaphor

thus, telling the Muse—

Thou into the close nests of Time dost peep,

And there with piercing eye

Through the firm shell and the thick white dost spy

Years to come a-forming lie,

Close in their sacred secondine asleep;

Till hatched by the sun's vital heat,

Which o'er them yet does brooding set,

They life and motion get,

And, ripe at last, with vigorous might,

Break through the shell, and take their everlasting flight.

In another ode, called The Ecstasy, he develops the

Platonic idea of the Itinerarium Mentis, and describes the

voyage of the soul through the spheres, likening it to the

chariot and horses which carried Elijah into heaven; and

here too he spoils his effects by over-particularity :—

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The soft clouds melted him a way,

The snow and frosts which in it lay

Awhile the sacred footsteps bore ;

The wheels and horses' hoofs hissed as they passed them o'er.

The peculiarities of Cowley's style are naturally emphasised in his Davideis, since the epic is, after the drama, the form of poetry in which action is the most important principle. His motive in this composition is moral and literary. He says in his invocation :-

Too long the Muses' land hath heathen been,

Their gods too long were devils, and virtues sin :

But Thou, Eternal Word, hast called forth me

Th' apostle, to convert that world to Thee,

T' unbind the charms that in slight fables lie,

And teach that Truth is truest poesy.

How different this from the practical purpose announced by Milton in Paradise Lost : "to justify the ways of God to man"! Nor does there seem to be anything inevitable in the selection of the theme. For the purpose of showing that the classical form of the epic could be applied to a Christian subject, the history of Abraham or of Moses might have been chosen quite as fitly as that of David : neither the one nor the other is in touch with that idea of action in the reader which is the moving cause of every really great epic poem. As in the case of the Thebais of Statius, the subject of the Davideis recommended itself to the poet chiefly because it was universally known, and in all those parts of the structure in which the interest depends on the representation of action—the incidents, the characters, the speeches, the sentiments—the mode of conception is felt to be frigid. Cowley is very careful in the framework of his poem to follow closely in the footsteps of Homer and Virgil ; in the plan of his first book he imitates Marino's Strage degli Innocenti almost with servility.

The excellence of the Davideis (as is invariably the case with late literary epics) lies in the descriptions, the disposition of the learning, the ingenuity of the expression. On the long and elaborate account of the College of the

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Prophets at Rama, and on the painting of the Feast of

Trumpets, Cowley lavishes all the wealth of his reading

and fancy. He was a complete master of Greek and

Hebrew archæology, and in passages like those referred

to, and indeed throughout the poem, he shows admirable

art in illuminating his narrative with details taken from

Pliny and Josephus, the Hebrew Rabbins, and the Greek

and Roman poets.

The poem is written in heroic verse. It displays

all Cowley's vigorous command of idiomatic English,

and his careful study of authors like Seneca and Lucan.

Points abound in it, and as in the Pindarics, we observe

that the rapid and subtle motions of the poet's mind

can never be restrained when he has once started a

metaphysical fancy. Thus, having at the opening of his

poem to describe hell, the idea that this is underground

reminds him of the old belief that metals were ripened

by the sun in the boson of the earth; and this unseen

physical influence again suggests a comparison with the

moral influence of gold on mankind :-

Beneath the silent chambers of the Earth

Where the Sun's fruitful beams give metals birth,

Where he the growth of fatal gold does see,

Gold which above more influence has than he.

The simple fact that Michal perceives her love for David

to be returned requires expansion thus :-

Soon she perceived (scarce can Love hidden lie

From any sight, much less the loving eye)

She conqueror was, as well as overcome,

And gained no less abroad than lost at home.

To suggest the inexpressible swiftness of an angel's

movement, it is said that

Slow Time admires, and knows not what to call

The motion, having no account so small.

And that over-elaborate particularity already noticed in

the Pindarics appears in the execution of the idea that

the Universe is God's work of art :-

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At first a various unformed Hint we find

Rise in some God-like poet's fertile mind,

Till all the parts and words their places take,

And with just marches verse and music make;

Such was God's poem, this new world's essay,

So wild and rude in its first draft it lay;

Th' ungoverned parts no correspondence knew;

An artless war from thwarting notions grew;

Till they to number and fixed rules were brought

By the Eternal mind's poetic thought.

No more was needed, but the poet could not stop :-

Water and air he for the tenor chose;

Earth made the bass; the treble flame arose;

To th' active moon a quick brisk stroke he gave,

To Saturn's string a touch more soft and grave.

The right conclusion would seem to be, that Cowley's

“epic and Pindaric art” is to be regarded, less as—what

Johnson takes it for—a deliberate attempt to satisfy the

“temporary prejudices” of the age, than as the expression

of the spirit of the age reflecting its own decadence and

exhaustion in the work of a representative poet. Had

Johnson in his “admirable Life of Cowley—the finest and

subtlest of all his critical estimates—made fuller allowance

for the atmosphere in which Cowley wrote, he would

perhaps have done more justice to what Pope calls “the

language of his heart.” I do not doubt that Pope is in

this phrase alluding to Cowley's Discourses, by Way of

Essays in Verse and Prose. The subjects of these are as

follows :—I. “Of Liberty”; II. “Of Solitude”; III.

“Of Obscurity”; IV. “Of Agriculture”; V. “The

Garden”; VI. “Of Greatness”; VII. “Of Avarice”;

VIII. “The Dangers of an Honest Man in much Com-

pany”; IX. “The Shortness of Life and Uncertainty of

Riches”; X. “The Danger of Procrastination”; XI.

“Of Myself.” All the essays are variations of a single

theme, the key-note to which is given in the last essay,

where the writer says :-

It is a hard and nice subject for a man to write of himself :

it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the

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reader's ears to hear anything of praise for him. There is no danger from me of offending him in this kind: neither my mind nor my body nor my fortune allow me any materials for that variety. It is sufficient for my own contentment that they have preserved me from being scandalous, or remarkable on the defective side.

But besides this I shall here speak of myself only in relation to the subject of these precedent discourses, and shall be likelier thereby to fall into the contempt than rise up to the estimation of most people.

He goes on to quote the end of an ode, written when he “was but thirteen years old,” to show that from the first he had been of the mind in which he finds himself in his late manhood. “The beginning of it,” he says, “is boyish, but of this part which I have set down (if a very little were corrected) I should hardly now be much ashamed :--

IX

This only grant me, that my means may lie Too low for envy, for contempt too high. Some Honour I would have, Not from great deeds, but good alone, The unknown are better than ill-known. Rumour can ope the grave. Acquaintance I would have, but when 't depends Not on the number but the choice of friends

X

Books should, not business, entertain the light; And Sleep, as undisturb'd as Death, the night. My house a cottage more Than palace, and should fitting be For all my use, no luxury. My garden painted o'er With Nature's hand, not Art's ; and pleasures yield Horace might envy in his Sabine field.

XI

Thus would I double my life's fading space, For he that runs it well, runs twice his race ; And in this true delight, These unbought sports, this happy state,

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I would not fear nor wish my fate,

But boldly say each night :

To-morrow let my sun his beams display,

Or in clouds hide them ; I have lived to-day."

Prose and verse written in this easy familiar style might surely be accepted without much difficulty as "the language of the heart." But Johnson, who never could understand that any man should wish to be long absent from the town, evidently thinks that Cowley's Essays are as much the exercises of rhetoric as are his epic and Pindaric verse. With caustic wit he suggests that he selected Chertsey, as the place of his retirement, only because it was so near London that he could exchange the country for the city whenever he chose.1 As to this, there is nothing to contradict the express statement of Sprat that, "though he had frequent invitations to return into business," he remained fixed in his resolve not to leave his chosen solitude. Johnson proceeds in the vein of a moralist :-

By the lover of virtue and wit it will be solicitously asked if he now was happy. Let them peruse one of his letters accidentally preserved by Peck, which I recommend for the consideration of all that may hereafter part for solitude.

The letter which he thus satirically cites to prove his point is a humorous complaint from the poet about the inconveniencies he suffered at the hands of his country neighbours. It would have been equally to the purpose, and more ingenuous, if Johnson had quoted what Cowley says towards the conclusion of his essay on "Myself" :-

God laughs at a man who says to his soul, "Take thy ease" : I met presently not only with many little encumbrances and impediments, but with so much sickness (a new misfortune to me) as would have spoiled the happiness of an emperor as well as mine. Yet I do neither repent nor alter my course. Non ego perfidum dixi sacramentum : nothing shall separate me from a

1 "He thought himself now safe enough from intrusion, without the defence of mountains and oceans ; and instead of seeking shelter in America, wisely went only so far from the bustle of life as that he might easily find his way back when solitude should grow tedious."—Johnson's Life of Cowley.

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mistress which I have loved so long, and now at last married,

though she neither has brought me a rich portion, nor lived yet

so quietly with me as I had hoped.

Nec vos dulcissima mundi

Nomina, vos Musæ, Libertas, Otiâ, Librî,

Hortique, Silvæque, animâ remanente relinquam.

Nor by me e'er shall you,

You of all names the sweetest and the best,

You Muses, Books, and Liberty, and Rest,

You Gardens, Woods, and Fields forsaken be,

As long as life itself forsakes not me.

This is surely the "language of the heart": there must

be something pleasing to every mind in the frank satis-

faction with which the man of worldly experience, and

the mature artist, looks back on the sentiment and work

of his fresh boyhood.

The child is father of the man,

And I could wish my days to be

Joined each to each by natural piety.

But Cowley's Essays have a fuller significance than

this. We have seen by his own admission that he became

a poet by reading the poetry of others, and it is evident

that the juvenile poem he cites is the production of a boy

of genius who has felt deeply the beauty of form in

Virgil's lines, Me vero primum, etc., and Horace's Beatus

ille, etc., without fathoming (for at thirteen this would

have been impossible) the depth of feeling by which they

were inspired. In later days the same imitative and

appreciative faculty led Cowley to try and rival in

English the loftier forms of action which he admired in

the Greek and Roman poets; but he was conscious that

here his work was not inspired by the same instinctive

sympathy. The sighs over the vanity of life in his

Pindarics, the abandonment of the fragmentary Davideis,

prove, no less than the straining in these compositions after

abstract conceits and remote metaphors, the absence of any-

thing like vitalising energy in the poet's subject-matter.

No doubt, had Cowley's Essays been written at the

same time as his boyish poem, his moralising over the

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rights of personal independence, the pleasures of the

country, the delights of solitude, and the disadvantages

of Court life, would have been felt to be the mere rhetoric

of the schools. But the Essays were the deliberate work

of his declining years. Since he had expressed his infant

longing for a life spent with the Muses, Fortune had

seemed to take pleasure in thwarting his inclination.

She had caused him to be expelled from a university

that he loved ; had forced him to mix in political

intrigues that he hated ; had engaged him in the loyal

service of a cause that he believed to be hopeless ; had

exposed him to exile and imprisonment. Even when

the royal cause had temporarily triumphed, she had dis-

appointed him of the reward his ambition had a right to

expect. What wonder that a man, tossed on all the

storms of civil war, and wearied with the disputes of rival

religions and clashing schools of science, should have

recognised, after long experience, the truest philosophy in

the Arcadian ideals which had enchanted the dreams of his

childhood? He finds in the utterances of ancient poetry

sympathy with and solace for his melancholy. It is a

pleasure to him to illustrate his own reflections with all that

Virgil, Horace, Martial, and Seneca have written about the

vanity of city life, and to recall whatever has been said,

from Epicurus down to Evelyn, of the philosophy of

the garden. The very triteness of his themes serves to

bring into relief the enthusiasm and freshness with which

he handles them. He writes of himself with the freedom

of Horace and Montaigne. Instead of the barren struggle

after paradox and metaphor, painfully manifest in his

Pindarics, his love for other men's rendering of his own

sentiment inspires him in the Essays with the most

delightful natural felicities of imagery. Remembering

Virgil's enthusiastic outburst—

O qui me gelidis in fontibus Hæmi

Sistat, et ingenti ramorum protegat umbra—

he writes :—

Hail, old patrician Trees so great and good !

Hail, ye plebeian Underwood !

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Where the poetic birds rejoice,

And for their quiet nests and plenteous food

Pay with their grateful voice.

And, in his imitation of the whole passage, he translates

"Flumina amem silvasque inglorius" :-

In the next place let woods and rivers be

My quiet, though inglorious, destiny;

In Life's cool vale let my low scene be laid.

At the close of his Essay on Obscurity, he is reminded

of a chorus in the Thyestes of Seneca, which he renders

thus :-

Here let my life with as much silence slide

As Time, that measures it, does glide;

Nor let the breath of infamy or fame

From town to town echo about my name :

Nor let my homely death embroidered be

With scutcheon or with elegy :

An old plebeian let me die;

Alas, all there are such as well as I.

The same feeling inspires him with a charmingly sym-

pathetic couplet in his translation of Claudian's Old Man

of Verona:-

A neighbouring wood born with himself he sees,

And loves his old contemporary trees :

while in his Essay on Procrastination he is incidentally led

to a skilful reproduction of Horace's well-known lines :-

Incipe. Vivendi qui recte prorogat horam,

Rusticus expectat dum defluat amnis, at ille

Labitur et labetur in omne volubilis ævum.

Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise :

He, who defers this work from day to day,

Does on a river's bank expecting stay,

Till the whole stream which stopped him should be gone,

That runs, and, as it runs, for ever shall run on.

I conclude these specimens of the "language of his

heart" with his translation of the lines which he cites

from his own Latin poem Plantarum :-

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So, gracious God (if it may lawful be

Among these foolish gods to mention Thee),

So let me act, on such a private stage,

The last dull scenes of my declining age :

After long toils and voyages in vain,

The quiet port let my tossed vessel gain :

Of heavenly rest this earnest to me lend,

Let my life sleep, and learn to love her end.

In striking contrast with the philosophic quietism of

Cowley stands the active political partisanship of Samuel

Butler, author of Hudibras. Of the life of this singular and

ingenious poet scarcely anything is known. He was the

fifth child and second son of Samuel Butler, a farmer, of

Strensham, in Worcestershire, where he was born on the

8th February 1612; and he was educated at the Free

School, Worcester. There is no substantial evidence that

he matriculated at either of the English universities; but

his associations probably helped to develop his genius

more effectively than if he had passed through the regular

course of academic study. As a young man he was

employed as an attendant on Elizabeth, Countess of Kent,

at her seat in Bedfordshire, where, being constantly

in the company of Selden, he acquired a taste for

archæological research. About the same time he met

with Samuel Cooper, the painter, from whom he is said

to have learned something of his art, and among other

portraits to have painted that of Cromwell. In after

years he became clerk to Sir Samuel Luke of Cople

Hoo, in Bedfordshire, who is undoubtedly the original

of Hudibras, and of whom more must be said presently.

After the Restoration Lord Carbury, in 1660, made him

steward of Ludlow Castle, and while holding that office

he married Mrs. Herbert, a woman of some fortune, which

was unfortunately lost through being ill invested. The

first part of Hudibras was published in 1662. It was

introduced at Court by the Earl of Dorset, and was read

by all the polite world, including Pepys, who, however,

confesses that he was unable to perceive its wit.1 The

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second part appeared in 1663; the third not till 1678,

when the text of the whole poem was considerably altered.

To what extent Butler was rewarded for his performance

is uncertain: the King is said by some to have given

him £300, by others £3000; but he obtained no post of

permanent profit at all in proportion to the pungent wit

and the far-reaching effects of his satire. After his death

an imitator of his manner reflected with just bitterness on

the ingratitude with which he had been treated.

Now after all was it not hard

That he should meet with no reward.

That fitted out this knight and squire,

This monarch did so much admire?

That he should never reimburse

The man for th' equipage or horse,

Is sure a strange ungrateful thing

In anybody but a King.

But this good King, it seems, was told

By some that were with him too bold,

If e'en you hope to gain your ends,

Caress your foes and trust your friends.

Such were the doctrines that were taught,

Till this unthinking King was brought

To leave his friends to starve and die,

A poor reward for loyalty.1

In later days, when Butler's name was used among others

to point a moral—the neglect of literature—a tradition

grew up that he died in want, but this appears to have

no other foundation than Oldham's lines in his satire

Dissuading from Poetry, which may have been exag-

gerated for the sake of rhetorical effect.2 On his death

(25th September 1680), his friend William Longueville,

a barrister, tried to obtain a public funeral for him in

Westminster Abbey, but, not succeeding, buried him at

1Hudibras at Court.

2The wretch, at summing up his misspent days,

Found nothing left but poverty and praise.

Of all his gains by verse he could not save

Enough to purchase flannel and a grave :

Reduced to want, he in due time fell sick,

Was fain to die, and be interred on tick ;

And well might bless the fever that was sent

To rid him hence and his worse fate prevent.

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his own expense in the churchyard of St. Paul's, Covent Garden. A monument was raised to his memory in the

Abbey by Alderman Barber, Lord Mayor, in 1721.

Hudibras is a work that has never been judged quite fairly upon its merits, because its chief critics have chosen

in the first place to measure it by an absolute external standard, without reference to the design of the poet;

whereas in justice the nature of this design ought to be appreciated, before we decide how far it is conformable

to the universal requirements of art and taste. Thus Dryden—though in a doubtful and hesitating way—

seems to blame Butler for not using the heroic couplet as his metrical vehicle. He says :-

Besides, the double rhyme (a necessary companion of burlesque writing) is not so proper for manly satire; for it

turns earnest too much to jest, and gives us a boyish kind of pleasure. It tickles awkwardly to the best sort of readers;

we are pleased ungratefully, and, if I may say so, against our liking. We thank him not for giving us that unseasonable

delight, when we know he could have given us a better and more solid. He might have left that task to others, who, not

being able to put in thought, can only make us grin with the excrescence of a word of two or three syllables in the close.

It is indeed below so great a master to make use of such a little instrument.1

In the same spirit Johnson writes of the general design of the work, as if it were a perfectly ideal creation,

and were to be judged by the principles proper to such a mode of conception.

The poem of Hudibras (says he) is one of those compositions of which a nation may justly boast, as the images

which it exhibits are domestic, the sentiments unborrowed and unexpected, and the strain of diction original and peculiar. We

must not, however, suffer the pride which we assume as the countrymen of Butler to make any encroachment upon justice,

nor appropriate those honours which others have a right to share. The poem of Hudibras is not wholly English; the original idea

is to be found in the history of Don Quixote—a book to which a mind of the greatest powers may be indebted without disgrace.2

1 Essay on Satire. 2 Lives of the Poets, "Butler."

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Starting with the assumption that Hudibras was a direct imitation of Don Quixote, Johnson proceeds to criticise the action, characters, sentiments, and diction of the English poem, as if both works were of the same kind. For example, he says of Butler's leading character :-

In forming the character of Hudibras and describing his person and habiliments, the author seems to labour with a tumultuous confusion of dissimilar ideas. He had read the history of the mock knights-errant; he knew the notions and manners of a Presbyterian magistrate, and tried to unite the absurdities of both, however distant, in one personage. Thus he gives him that pedantic ostentation of knowledge which has no relation to chivalry, and loads him with martial encumbrances that can add nothing to his civil dignity. He sends him out a-colonelling, and yet never brings him within sight of war.

All this is beside the mark : it ignores the radical difference between the design of Don Quixote and that of Hudibras. The object of Cervantes was to represent the frailty of human nature by imitating a species of folly peculiarly characteristic of his own age : he embodied his comic representation in the form of romance. Butler's purpose was to ridicule the extravagances of a political party in England, in the person of a particular hero; and for the execution of his design he adopted the mock-heroic satire. Hence, though it be true that the device of making the action of Hudibras turn on the adventures of an unlucky knight and squire is borrowed from Don Quixote, this machinery is, nevertheless, not absolutely essential to the expression of the poet's leading idea; and the incongruity, noticed by Johnson, between the characters of knight-errant and Presbyterian justice is felt only when these characters are viewed in the abstract, and apart from the, use which Butler actually makes of them in his poem.

Looking to the manner in which the idea of Hudibras gradually formed itself in the poet's imagination, we see that Butler intended to satirise the Presbyterian party (1) by the selection of a hero whom he might actually discredit, while appearing to exalt him; (2) by involving

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the hero in a series of absurd adventures, and in company which should make him appear ridiculous ; (3) by the sentiments which he placed in his mouth ; (4) by the language and versification of the entire poem. If we take these points in order, it appears :-

(1) That, in the conception of the character of the hero, Butler owes nothing to Cervantes. Don Quixote, though his character is marvellously true to nature, is evidently, like Sir Roger de Coverley, the creature of poetic imagination. Hudibras also appears in Butler's poems with ideal attributes, and as the type of a class, but his portrait is painted from a living original. All doubt on this point is removed by the following passage :-

'Tis sung there is a valiant Mameluke

In foreign lands ycleped ——,

To whom we have been oft compar'd,

For person, parts, address, and beard.

To fill up the verse with the proper number of syllables and the rhyme, we have to insert the words "Sir Sam'el Luke," the Presbyterian Justice of the Peace whom Butler served in the capacity of clerk, and of whom a minutely painted portrait remains in the Memoirs of 1649, which is possibly the work of Butler himself.

This knight and his father, Sir Oliver, were both active supporters of the Parliamentary cause, the son in particular being distinguished for his conduct and valour. He sat as member for Bedford in the Short Parliament of 1640, and after the outbreak of the Civil War commanded a troop of horse at Edgehill. On the 18th June 1643 he was surprised by Prince Rupert at Chinnor, and he fought at Hampden's side with noticeable bravery on Chalgrove Field. "Little Sir Samuel" was thanked for his services by Parliament in July, and a second time in September, 1643. In the later stages of the war he showed so much military ability, as Scoutmaster under Fairfax, that he was appointed Governor of Newport-Pagnell, a post exposing him to many dangers, from which he was only relieved by the defeat of the King at Naseby. When it was resolved that Charles should be

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tried, Sir Samuel's stiff Presbyterianism brought him into

collision with the Independents, and he seems to have

abstained from politics under the Commonwealth and

Protectorate. At the Restoration he represented Bedford

in the Convention Parliament. He died in 1670, and

was buried at Cople Hoo.

A man of such marked personality, physical and

moral, so eminent in the history of the time, and with

whose peculiarities Butler was so well acquainted, was

well qualified to become the central figure of a mock-

epic. The poet shows admirable literary skill in pre-

senting his hero with proper epic dignity. He assigns

him a name chosen from the Faery Queen,1 and makes

him the representative of all the characteristic foibles of

the Presbyterian party. When Johnson censured the

incongruity between the idea of a “mock knight-errant”

and the idea of a “Presbyterian magistrate,” he forgot

that Butler had in view a particular knight, whose

principles and opinions naturally led him into many

quixotic adventures, and that the more unlike this hero

seemed to a champion of romance, the more pointed

became the satire in exalting him with the fantastic

ceremonial of chivalry. The other actors in the poem

are said all to have had living originals. These of course

have long passed into oblivion ; but the ideal characters

of Crowdero, the one-legged fiddler, Talgol, the butcher,

Sidrophel, the astrologer, and Trulla, the Amazon, are

treated with a consistency which heightens the ridicule.

The most important of them, Ralpho, the squire, is a

representative of the Independents, as Hudibras himself

is of the Presbyterians, and the disputes between the

knight and his follower are excellently contrived for

exhibiting in a satiric light the schisms that rent asunder

the Parliamentary party. Ralpho's name is happily

1 He that made love unto the eldest dame

Was hight Sir Hudibras, an hardy man,

Yet not so good of deedes as great of name,

Which he by many rash adventures wan,

Since errand arms to sue he first began.

Faery Queen, b. ii. c. ii. 17.

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borrowed from the romantic apprentice who is the hero

of Beaumont and Fletcher's Knight of the Burning Pestle.

(2) It was far more difficult to invent an epic action

which should be suitable to the satiric matter of Hudibras,

nor can it be said that Butler's treatment of this problem

was altogether successful. Though the style of the poem

is epic, its form is romantic, the various episodes of

which it is composed being brought into unity only as

being the adventures of a single hero, and they are linked

to each other in the narrative by the slenderest connection.

This evidently comes from Butler's satiric intentions

having widened as he proceeded with his work. The

first part of Hudibras, indeed, is devoted to the descrip-

tion of an adventure thoroughly typical of the spirit

which led the Presbyterian Parliament to interfere with

the amusements of the people; and all the incidents in

the bear-baiting-the accidental victory of the knight and

squire, their subsequent defeat, and their imprison-

ment in the stocks-are as likely to have happened in

fact as they are artfully imagined in the fiction. But in

the second part Hudibras is represented as being in love,

and here the poet necessarily departs from the ridicule of

the hero's Presbyterianism to a satire upon the extra-

vagance of the chivalric love-code. The knight and the

squire are released from the stocks by a widow, of whom

the former is enamoured, after he has taken an oath to

submit himself for her sake to a voluntary whipping.

The release having been effected, however, the poet

describes a contest of scholastic casuistry between

Hudibras and Ralpho as to the manner in which the

oath may be violated without trouble to the conscience :

and this brings him back to satirise the morals of the

Presbyterians. Hudibras' natural apprehensions, that the

widow may have heard of his perfidy, prompt him to

consult Sidrophel, the astrologer, a probable consideration

which gives Butler an opening for an attack on the

soothsayer, Lilly, who had aided the Parliament with his

prophecies: but from the satiric point of view the real

motive of this episode was the large opportunity offered for

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ridicule in the credulity of the times, and for the display

of encyclopædic learning in the allusions to the “vulgar

errors” of mediæval science. It would have been well if

Butler had been content to stop here, and to leave his

mock-epic a fragment. Unfortunately he seems to have

thought it necessary, for the sake of poetical unity, to

complete the knight's love-adventure, and in doing so

he has made it only too plain that his invention was

exhausted In the first canto of the third part Hudibras’

violation of his oath is discovered to the widow by the

treachery of Ralpho ; and the Presbyterian lover is dis-

comfited in his wooing by a device borrowed from the

episode of the Cave of Montesino in Don Quixote. The

second canto, from which the knight and squire disappear

altogether, merely satirises the proceedings of the Rump

Parliament after the death of Cromwell ; in the third

the determination of Hudibras to quit the methods of

chivalry, and to bring an action at law against the widow,

for breach of promise of marriage, gives the poet an open-

ing for employing his wit and learning at the expense of

the lawyers. All this is tedious.

(3) Of the speeches and descriptions, which form so

essential a part of epic poetry, Butler made the most

skilful use for the purposes of satire. The dialogues

between Hudibras and Ralpho are particularly excellent

on account of their dramatic consistency. The syllogistic

precision and the pedantic language of the Presbyterian

knight are always distinguishable from the “new light,”

by which the Independent squire maintains his theses ;

the sophistry used by each party in arguing for what he

wishes, is no less pleasant than the wealth of metaphors

and fanciful conceits with which both are furnished by

the learning of the poet. The speeches, it must be

admitted, are too long in proportion to the actions and

incidents of the poem ; and there is truth in Johnson's

criticism :—

Perhaps the dialogue of this poem is not perfect. Some

power of engaging the attention might have been added to it

by quicker reciprocation, by seasonable interruptions, by sudden

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questions, and by a nearer approach to dramatic sprightliness; without which fictitious speeches will always tire, however sparkling with sentences, and however variegated with allusions

(4) What Dryden says in censure of the satiric manner, diction, and versification of Hudibras is fairly answered by Johnson in his Life of Butler :-

The diction of this poem is grossly familiar, and the numbers purposely neglected, except in a few places where the thoughts, by their native excellence, secure themselves from violation, being such as mean language cannot express. The mode of versification has been blamed by Dryden, who regrets that the heroic measure was not rather chosen. To the critical sentence of Dryden the highest reverence would be due, were not his decisions often precipitate, and his opinions immature. Where he wished to change the measure he probably would have been willing to change more. If he intended that where the numbers were heroic, the diction should still remain vulgar, he planned a very heterogeneous and unnatural composition. If he preferred a general stateliness, both of sound and words, he can be only understood to wish Butler had undertaken a different work.

The style of Hudibras is, in fact, exactly adapted to express the poet's satiric conception. It is made up of two elements, a burlesque manner and doggerel versification. In both directions Butler had had predecessors : his merit lies in having seen how to utilise for his own purpose two movements in metrical composition which were being wasted on trivial objects. Scarron, in his Virgile Travesti, had shown how the grand style of the epic might be degraded by burlesque—an unhappy example, imitated by Charles Cotton in the parody of Virgil, which appeared the year after the first part of Hudibras. A few years before the publication of Butler's poem an Oxford poet, James Smith, had made some experiments in doggerel verse. This man, born in Bedfordshire in 1605, was made Canon of Exeter and Archdeacon of Barnstaple, and died in his rectory of Alphington, in Devonshire, in 1667. He was a zealous Royalist, and a member of the scholarly, if not very reputable, circle of Anglican clergymen, who are repre-

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sented by Bishop Corbet, author of the Farewell to the

Fairies. In 1658 he published a volume of poems

which included a burlesque composition, Penelope and

Ulysses, more or less closely imitative of Scarron's

manner, and several epistles in verse to his friend,

Admiral Sir John Mennis, the style of which is well

represented in the following example:-

No sooner I from supper rose,

Than letter came, though not in prose,

Which tells of fight and duel famous

Performed between a man and a mouse;

An English captain and a Scot,

The one disarmed, the other not.

It speaks moreover of some stirring

To make a Covenant new as a herring;

Carr, and Montrose, and eke Argyle:

Well was that nation termed a boil,

In breech of England that doth stick,

And vex the body politic.

These verses must have been written as far back as

1639, the year in which Montrose signed the Scottish

Covenant. When Butler, who would never have con-

descended to the poor trick of degrading what was noble

and beautiful in itself in order to raise a laugh, came to

meditate on the metrical vehicle for his own subject, he

perceived that the Scarronesque manner might be legiti-

mately used for the purposes of satire, and that Smith's

experiment in octosyllabic verse could be extended so

as to produce excellent mock-heroic effects. He has

used it with equal humour in passages of plain narrative,

description, and dialogue. A good example of the first

is the delightful account of the incident which unex-

pectedly gives the knight the victory in his first battle

with the bear-baiters. He was no mean poet who could

make the reader sympathise with the honourable feelings

of a bear.

This Talgol viewing, who had now

By slight escaped the fatal blow,

He rallied, and again fell to 't;

For, catching foe by nearer foot,

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He lifted with such might and strength

As would have hurled him thrice his length,

And dashed his brains (if any) out ;

But Mars, who still protects the stout,

In pudding-time came to his aid,

And under him the Bear conveyed ;

The Bear, upon whose soft fur-gown

The Knight with all his weight fell down.

The friendly rug preserved the ground

And headlong Knight from bruise or wound

Like feather-bed betwixt a wall

And heavy brunt of cannon-ball.

As Sancho on a blanket fell,

And had no hurt ; ours fared as well

In body, though his mighty spirit,

Being heavy, did not so well bear it.

The Bear was in a greater fright,

Beat down and worsted by the Knight.

He roared, and raged, and flung about

To shake off bondage from his snout.

His wrath, inflamed, boiled o'er, and foam

His jaws of death he threw the foam ;

Fury in stranger postures threw him,

And more, than ever herald drew him :

He tore the earth which he had saved

From squelch of Knight, and stormed, and raved,

And vexed the more because the harms

He felt were 'gainst the Law of Arms ;

For men he always took to be

His friends, and dogs the enemy ;

Who never so much hurt had done him

As his own side did, falling on him.

It grieved him to the guts that they

For whom he'd fought so many a fray,

And served with loss of blood so long,

Should offer such inhuman wrong ;

Wrong of unsoldier-like condition ;

For which he flung down his commission,

And laid about him till his nose

From thrall of cord and ring broke loose.

Soon as he felt himself enlarged,

Through thickest of his foes he charged,

And made way through th' amazed crew :

Some he o'erran, and some o'erthrew,

And took none, for by hasty flight

He strove t' escape pursuit of Knight,

From whom he fled with as much haste

And dread as he the rabble chased.

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In haste he fled, and so did they,

Each, and his fear, a several way.1

For mock-heroic effect it would be difficult to find in a comic poem anything superior to this description of the stocks :—

At further end of which there stands

An ancient castle, that commands

Th' adjacent parts : in all the fabric

You shall not see one stone nor a brick ;

But all of wood, by powerful spell

Of magic made impregnable ;

There, neither iron bar or gate,

Portcullis, chain, nor bolt, nor grate,

And yet men durance there abide

In dungeon scarce three inches wide ;

With roof so low that under it

They never stand, but lie or sit ;

And yet so foul that whoso is in,

Is to the middle leg in prison ;

In circle magical confined

With walls of subtle air and wind,

Which none are able to break thorough,

Until they're freed by Head of Borough.2

As for the style of the dialogue, the argument between Hudibras and Ralpho about the lawfulness of bear-baiting shows with what dramatic skill Butler ridicules the rival pedantries, as well as the incompatibilities, of the Presbyterians and Independents :—

To this quoth Ralpho : “Verily

The point seems very plain to be :

It is an anti-Christian game,

Unlawful both in thing and name.

First for the name ; the word Bear-baiting

Is carnal, and of man's creating :

For certainly there's no such word

In all the Scripture on record :

Therefore unlawful and a sin :

And so is (secondly) the Thing.

A vile Assembly 'tis, that can

No more be proved by Scripture, than

Provincial, Classic, National,

Mere human creature-cobwebs all.

1 Hudibras, Part I. c. ii. 857-910.

2 Ibid. Part II c ii. 1129-1146.

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Thirdly it is idolatrous ;

For when men run a-whoring thus

With their inventions, whatsoe'er

The thing be, whether Dog or Bear,

It is idolatrous and pagan,

No less than worshipping of Dagon."

Quoth Hudibras : “ I smell a rat !

Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate :

For though the thesis which thou lay'st

Be true ad amussim, as thou sayst,

(For that Bear-beating should appear

Jure divino lawfuller

Than synods are, thou dost deny

Totidem verbis; so do I)

Yet there's a Fallacy in this :

For if, by sly homœosis,

Thou wouldst sophistically imply

Both are unlawful, I deny."1

Another remarkable feature in the style of Butler's

poem is his use of simile for the purposes of satire.

He had as fine a metaphysical fancy as Donne, and the

same power of materialising subtle ideas in images and

metaphors. This faculty he particularly enjoys turning

against the Independents, whose pretensions to “ new

light ” he pilloried with a shower of images :-

'Tis a dark lanthorn of the spirit,

Which none see by but those that bear it :

A light that falls down from on high

For spiritual trades to cozen by :

An ignis fatuus that bewitches,

And leads men into pools and ditches,

To make them dip themselves, and sound

For Christendom in dirty pond ;

To dive like wild-fowl for Salvation,

And fish to catch Regeneration.

This Light inspires and plays upon

The nose of Saint, like bagpipe drone,

And speaks through hollow empty soul,

As through a trunk, or whispering hole,

Such language as no mortal ear

But spiritual Eaves-droppers can hear2

Of Ralpho's mysticism he says :-

1 Hudibras, Part I. c. i. 801-834.

2 Ibid. Part I. c. i. 505-520.

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He had First Matter seen undrest.

He took her naked all alone

Before a rag of Form was on.1

The same kind of material imagery is employed to describe Hudibras' metaphysical knowledge :-

He could reduce all Things to Acts,

And knew their natures by Abstracts ;

When Entity and Quiddity,

The Ghosts of defunct Bodies fly ;

When Truth in person does appear

Like words congealed in northern air.2

Hudibras' casuistry is likened to the usurpation of the Church livings by the Presbyterian clergy :-

As if Hypocrisy and Nonsense

Had got th' Advowson of his Conscience.3

And on occasions he has a sly stroke, by means of simile, at the extravagant hyperboles of other poets :-

Trulla, who was light of foot

As shafts which long-field Parthians shoot,

But not so light as to be borne

Upon the ears of standing corn,

Or trip it o'er the water quicker

Than witches, when their staves they liquor,

As some report.4

It will, then, hardly be denied that the design of Hudibras, as conceived by Butler, was executed by him with consummate skill. But the question still remains whether the design is worthy to raise the poem to the rank of a work of fine art. And on this point Johnson's opinion is given with great emphasis :-

He that writes upon general principles, or delivers universal truths, may hope to be often read, because his work will be equally useful at all times, and in every country ; but he cannot expect it to be received with eagerness, or to spread with rapidity, because desire can have no particular stimulation ; that which is to be loved long must be loved with reason rather than with passion. He that lays out his labours upon temporary subjects

1 Hudibras, Part I. c. i. 560-562.

2 Ibid. Part I. c. i. 143-148.

3 Ibid. Part I. c. ii. 235-236.

4 Ibid. Part I. c. iii. 101-107.

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easily finds readers, and quickly loses them ; for what should

make the book valued when its subject is no more?

These observations will show the reason why the poem of

Hudibras is almost forgotten, however embellished with senti-

ments and diversified with illusions, however bright with wit, and

however solid with truth. The hypocrisy which it detected, and

the folly which it ridiculed, have long vanished from public

notice. Those who felt the mischief of discord and the

tyranny of usurpation read it with rapture ; for every line brought

back to memory something known, and gratified resentment by

the just censure of something hated. But the book which was

once quoted by princes, and which supplied conversation to all

the assemblies of the gay and the witty, is now seldom mentioned,

and even by those who affect to mention it is seldom read ; so

vainly is wit lavished upon fugitive topics, so little can archi-

tecture secure duration where the ground is false.1

In this passage truth is mixed with much error. It is of

course undeniable that no “architecture can secure dura-

tion where the ground is false” ; but Johnson’s reasoning

would destroy the propriety of poems like Le Lutrin and

The Rape of the Lock, of which—as is shown by Boileau

in his preface to the former—the essence is that the

subject should be of a trivial and “fugitive” kind. Yet

both these works are still read with pleasure and admiration.

And again it is true that, as “the hypocrisy which it

detected and the folly which it ridiculed have long

vanished from public notice,” Hudibras has ceased to

attract the class of readers who were formerly pleased by

it, mainly because it reminded them of what they had

themselves actually suffered from “the mischief of discord

and the tyranny of usurpation.” But he must be a man

of poor imagination who cannot sympathise with actions

and passions which lie beyond the range of his personal

experience, when they are brought before him by a poet of

genius ; and, as a matter of fact, Hudibras has found

readers who knew nothing of the actual conditions of life

in England during the Civil War. It has been trans-

lated into French, German, and Dutch ; while as recently as

1881 an excellent edition adapted to the use of schools

has been issued in this country, and another, with a very

1 The Idler, No. 59.

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careful bibliography, published in 1893, speaks to a still surviving interest in the poem in the mind of the English reader.

The truth is that Butler's satire had roots deeper and more widely spread than Johnson perceived. One-sided it was, no doubt, because it was written from a party point of view; but in the persons of Hudibras, Ralpho, Sidrophel, and the rest the poet intended a ridicule, not only of political opponents, but of general ideas, which, though they had their origin in ancient beliefs and institutions, had lost their vitality, and had been turned to the purposes of tyranny, hypocrisy, and affectation.

Butler never meant to satirise Puritanism as a moral force. On the contrary, he thought of rational Puritanism much as Wither did, and in his posthumously published Satire on the Licentious Age of Charles II., he has left on record his opinion of the morals of the Court in whose cause he had written :-

'Tis a strange age we've lived in, and a lewd

As e'er the sun in all his travels viewed ;

An age as vile as ever Justice urged,

Like a fantastic lecher, to be scourged ;

Nor has it 'scaped, and yet has only learned

The more 'tis plagued, to be the less concerned,

Twice have we seen two dreadful judgments rage,

Enough to fright the stubborn'st-hearted age :

The one to mow vast crowds of people down,

The (other as then needless) half the town ;

And two as mighty miracles restore

What both had ruined and destroyed before ;

In all as unconcerned, as if they'd been

But pastimes for diversions to be seen,

Or, like the plagues of Egypt, meant a curse,

Not to reclaim us, but to make us worse.

This was the spirit of moral insensibility which was denounced by Puritanism of a sound kind. What Butler struck at in Hudibras was ecclesiastical tyranny masquerading in Presbyterian garb; and this he saw very clearly to be the offspring of the old scholasticism :-

Presbytery does but translate

The Papacy to a free State,

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A commonwealth of Papacy,

Where every village is a see

As well as Rome, and must maintain

A tithe-pig Metropolitan ;

Where every Presbyter and deacon

Commands the keys for cheese and bacon.1

Again, Butler had no intention of ridiculing the

spiritual idea of chivalrous honour, as it was expressed

by Hotspur or Henry V. His satire fell upon the decayed

conception of honour externalised in modern etiquette,

and reduced to a hundred absurd rules by a degenerate

Court. As the plays of Beaumont and Fletcher show, it

had become a common thing for courtiers to kick each

other, so that, since duels could not be avoided, a great

advantage in affairs of "honour" was given to the vulgar

bully who was skilful with his weapons. Butler shows his

freedom from narrow prejudice by exposing the folly of

the custom in the person of Hudibras, who is made to

argue with his usual sophistry that honour consists in

being beaten :-

The furthest way about to o'ercorne

In the end does prove the nearest home.2

By laws of learned duellists

They that are bruised with wood or fists,

And think one beating may for once

Suffice, are cowards and poltroons ;

But if they dare to engage a second,

They're stout and gallant fellows reckoned.3

And once more, Butler did not reflect upon chivalrous

love, as it was understood by Petrarch, or even as it was

systematised in the laws of the Cours d'Amour. His raillery

on the subject in Hudibras is coarse ; but it is directed

solely against the absurdity of applying the code of chivalry

in a society so thoroughly materialised as the Court of

Charles II. The contrast between the metaphysical

1 Hudibras, Part I. c. iii. 1201-1208.

2 Because the person who gives the offence receives the challenge, and,

having the choice of weapons, is tempted to provoke a quarrel by wanton

insult.

3 Hudibras, Part II. c. i. 227-234.

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professions and the real motives of the modern lover is satirised by the widow in her reply to the proposals of Hudibras ; and Hudibras himself has no compunction in allowing her to be right :-

Quoth she : " I grant you may be close

In hiding what your aims propose :

Love passions are like parables

By which men still mean something else .

Though love be all the world 's pretence ,

Money 's the mythologic sense ,

The real substance of the shadow ,

Which all address and courtship 's made to . "

" I grant ," quoth he , " wealth is a great

Provocative to amorous heat .

It is all philtres and high diet ,

That makes love rampant and to fly out

' Tis beauty , always in the flower ,

That buds and blossoms at fourscore :

' Tis that by which the sun and moon

At their own weapons are outdone ;

That makes knights-errant fall in trances ,

And lay about them in romances .

I do confess with goods and land

I 'd have a wife at second hand ;

And such you are : nor is 't your person

My stomach 's set so sharp and fierce on ;

But 'tis your better part , your riches ,

That my enamoured heart bewitches :

Let me your fortune but possess

And settle your person how you please ;

Or make it o 'er in trust to the devil ,

You 'll find me reasonable and civil . " 1

There cannot , then , be any question that the aim of Butler 's satire extended far beyond the persons and events of his own day . How far he was sincere in fighting , on the side of truth , liberty , and common sense , against the falsehoods of the time is another question .

We cannot help suspecting that he had some little sympathy with the things at which he laughs . He was himself as much a schoolman as Hudibras :- 2

1 Hudibras , Part II . c . i . 439-480 . 2 Ibid . Part II . c . i . 151-156 .

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In school divinity as able

As he that hight Irrefragable ;

A second Thomas, or at once

To name them all—another Duns ;

Profound in all the Nominal

And Real ways, beyond them all.

The vast accumulations of the encyclopædic learning—

Pliny's Natural History, the Talmud, the mystical doctrines

of the Rosicrucians, and much other so-called science—

had delighted his fancy before he used them for the

purpose of ridicule ; and there is scarcely a “vulgar

error” of the kind gravely confuted by Sir Thomas

Browne that does not give brilliancy to some simile or

illustration in Hudibras :-

Th' intelligible world he knew,

And all men dream on't, to be true :

That in this world there's not a wart

That has not there a counterpart :

Nor can there on the face of ground

An individual beard be found,

That has not in that foreign nation

A fellow of the self-same fashion.1

He is equally ready to ridicule the theories of the

revived Atomist philosophy, represented by Hobbes and

Gassendi, and those of the other schools which were dis-

placing the dogmas of the Aristotelian idealism. The

speculations of Descartes in particular, with regard to

matter and motion, provoked his merriment. Sidrophel,

the astrologer, confirms the grounds of his transcendental

philosophy by observations through the telescope (invented

by Galileo as recently as 1609) ; and on one occasion

observing a paper kite flying with a lamp fastened to

its tail, he concludes :-

It must be supernatural,

Unless it be that cannon-ball,

That, shot i' th' air point-blank upright,

Was borne to that prodigious height,

That learned philosophers maintain

It ne'er came backwards down again.2

The disciples of the same philosopher argued that

1 Hudibras, Part II. c. iii. 225-232.

2 Ibid. Part II. c. iii. 435-440.

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animals, not being able to think, could not feel; and

Butler fastens upon their theory, incidentally, to enliven

the course of his own narrative:-

They now begun

To spur their living engines on :

For as whipped tops and bandied balls

The learned hold are animals;

So horses they affirm to be

Mere engines made by geometry.1

Of like character is the extremely humorous satire

in The Elephant in the Moon, describing the observations

of the Royal Society, made through a telescope, of the

battles between the lunar peoples, the Privolvans and

Subvolvans, the most surprising incident in which is the

spectacle of an elephant breaking loose in the ranks of

the contending armies. When the report of the learned

is completed, it is discovered that the appearances ex-

plained in it have been really caused by the movements

of swarms of flies and gnats, which, together with a mouse,

have found their way into the tube of the telescope.

The recklessness with which Butler ridicules every

theory of the physical order of the universe, whether

founded on the deductive or inductive system of philoso-

phy, is in fact merely a reflection of what I have already

noticed in the poetry of Donne, the wide-spread Pyrrhonism

of his time. Tossed to and fro on the waves of endless

disputation about the foundations of faith and knowledge,

reflective minds looked abroad on the society which seemed

to be dissolving round them, with that feeling of solitude

and melancholy which is characteristically expressed by

Burton in his address, under the name of Democritus

Junior, to the reader of his remarkable book :-

Far from those wrangling law-suits, . . . I laugh at all : a

mere spectator of other men's fortunes and adventures, and

they act their parts, which methinks are diversely presented

unto me as from a common theatre or scene. I hear new news

day : and those ordinary rumours of war, plagues, fires, inunda-

tions, thefts, murders, massacres, meteors, comets, spectrums

prodigies, apparitions, of towns taken, cities besieged in France,

1 Hudibras, Part I. c. ii. 53-58.

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Germany, Turkey, Persia, Poland, etc., daily musters and preparations, and such like, which these tempestuous times afford, battles fought, so many men slain, monomachies, shipwrecks, piracies and sea-fights, peace, leagues, stratagems, and fresh alarms ; a vast confusion of vows, wishes, actions, edicts, petitions, lawsuits, pleas, laws, proclamations, complaints of grievances are daily brought to our ears ; new books every day, pamphlets, currentoes, stories, whole catalogues of volumes of all sorts, new paradoxes, opinions, schisms, heresies, controversies in philosophy, religion, etc. . . . Amidst the gallantry and misery of the world, jollity, pride, perplexity and cares, simplicity and villainy, subtlety, knavery, candour and integrity, mutually mixed and offering themselves, I rub on, privus privatus : as I have still lived, so I now continue, statu quo prius, left to a solitary life and mine own domestic discontents ; saving that sometimes, ne quid mentiar, as Diogenes went into the city and Democritus to the haven, to see fashions, I did for my recreation now and then walk abroad, look into the world, and could not choose but make some little observation, non tam sagax observator ac simplex recitator, not as they did to scoff and laugh at all, but with a mixed passion :-

Bilem, sæpe jocum, vestri movere tumultus.

On a mind like Cowley's the effect of this Pyrrhonism was to draw him towards a literary retirement apart from the world. The more stirring spirit of Butler was better pleased to find diversion in political warfare, and to invent an aim for activity by using the metaphysical genius of the age as a satiric weapon against itself.

Hence, in estimating the place of these two men in English poetry, we have to apply somewhat complex principles of criticism. We must recognise, in the first place, that Pope and Johnson are justified in their axiom, that no poem can hope to secure an enduring position in the affections of mankind that does not possess in itself an element of universal interest, since, as Shakespeare says,

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

At the same time it is to be remembered that only a very few poems, and those not always of the highest kind, appeal at once, in all times and places, to the feelings of humanity as the ballad of Chevy Chase did

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to the heart of Sir Philip Sidney. In works of the

finest art—an ode of Horace, a play of Shakespeare,

a canto of Dante — the imagination of the reader has

to penetrate through an envelope of individual and

national character, created by changes of time, place,

sentiment, faith, custom, language, before he finds himself

in complete sympathy with the thought of the poet, which

is the life and soul of the ideal creation.

This is true in a special sense of the poetry of Cowley

and Butler. Both were above all things the poets of their

age: they had their reward in the enthusiastic praise

which their contemporaries bestowed upon their work;

but, in the generations that have followed, their poetry

has had to stand the trial of questions like that proposed

by Pope: “Who now reads Cowley?” or by Johnson with

regard to Hudibras: “What should make a book valued

when its subject is no more?” I have attempted to

estimate what there is of injustice in this critical procedure.

I have shown that the hardy explorer, who dares to march

beyond the deserts and ruins which Time has wrought in

the literature of antiquity, will often be repaid for his

labours by reaching a point at which he may still listen to

what Pope calls “the language of the heart,” and discover

the “universal truth” which Johnson rightly declares to

be the goal of poetry. If he perseveres to this extent, he

will cherish a feeling of gratitude towards the poets whose

genius has been mainly turned to reflecting the thought of

their times. For as an ancient nation, which has pre-

served the continuity of its institutions, moves always

farther away from the sources of its birth, each member

of it feels—to employ the imagery of Wordsworth in a

secondary sense—

Those first affections,

Those shadowy recollections,

Which, be they what they may,

Are yet a fountain light of all our day,

Are yet a master light of all our seeing,

and longs to enlarge his own life by linking it with

that of his fathers. In Cowley and Butler we hear

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the last accents of the Middle Ages ; the spirit of those ages has passed by evolution into the organism of modern society : all Englishmen may therefore, if they will, reanimate the forms abandoned by the ancestral spirit with the breath of their own historic sympathy : he will "read Cowley" with especial pleasure who has felt by experience how the individual, in a time of transition, inclines to seclude himself from society : he will "value" Hudibras who finds in its imagery not only a history of the civil warfare of the seventeenth century, but a mirror of the party rancours of our own generation.

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CHAPTER XIII

JOHN MILTON

A somewhat false impression as to the character of Milton's genius is created by the well-known sonnet of Wordsworth, beginning, "Milton, thou shouldst be living at this hour." Applied to the poet as a member of civil society, the words, "Thy soul was like a star and dwelt apart," raise the idea either of a contemplative philosopher resembling Dante in exile, or of an intellectual recluse like "the melancholy Cowley." But the author of the Defensio Populi Anglicani was to a far greater extent than Dante a political partisan; while, in the eagerness of his sympathy with all the active influences of his time, no English poet has less than Milton of the spirit which finds an utterance in the Essay on Solitude. Again, if Wordsworth's phrase be taken to apply to Milton in his poetical capacity, it is true indeed that the style of Paradise Lost finds its only rival for sublimity and originality in the Divina Commedia. But on the other hand, if the elements which compose that style be considered separately, Milton appears to be so largely indebted to predecessors and contemporaries, that he has been even exposed to the charge of plagiarism. As his mind was the centre upon which all the great imaginative movements in his age converged, so the mode of his expression embraced and harmonised the various experiments in poetical composition that other men had attempted separately. I shall endeavour in this chapter and the next to trace the process by which this marvellous fusion

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of contrary forces, this reconciliation of the conflicting

elements of race, religion, and language, was successfully

effected.

Milton's English poems fall within four very clearly

marked divisions of time: (1) the seven years spent at Cam-

bridge between 1625 and 1632, in which the most important

compositions are the Hymn on the Morning of Christ's

Nativity, the epitaphs on Shakespeare and on the Univer-

sity Carrier, and (probably) the sonnet on the Nightingale ;

(2) the six years spent at Horton, during which were

written L'Allegro, Il Penseroso, Arcades, Comus, and

Lycidas ; (3) the era of the Civil War and the Common-

wealth, which produced the majority of the sonnets ; and

(4) the period of the Restoration, which gave birth to the

three great poems based on Biblical subjects. The author

of Paradise Lost is one of those supreme poets whose

individuality is merged in their art, and whose art at the

same time reveals clearly the inward motions of their

genius : it will therefore be well to consider the incidents

of his life in close association with the poetical work of

each period.

John Milton was born 9th December 1608, in Broad

Street, Cheapside, his father being John Milton, a scrivener

in the City of London, and his mother Sarah, daughter of

Paul Jeffrey of Essex. Both parents seem to have been

of the Puritan persuasion, but the father had a strong

musical taste, and was the friend of some of the chief

composers of the day. The boy's first tutor was a

Scottish Presbyterian, Thomas Young. He was afterwards

sent to St. Paul's School, and there formed a lasting and

fervent friendship with Charles Diodati, son of Theodore

Diodati, an Italian physician who had settled in England

and had married an Englishwoman. Of his progress

while at school we have no particular records, but we

know from what he himself tells us that, like Cowley, he

was an early student of English poetry ;1 no doubt also

his taste received at St. Paul's that first encouragement in

the composition of Latin verse which exercised so abiding

1 Apology against a Pamphlet, etc.

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an influence on his poetical style. The under-master of

St. Paul's, Alexander Gill, the younger, Ben Jonson's

satirist (whose father was master), was one of the best

writers of Latin verse in England, and a teacher who had

the gift of communicating his skill to his pupils. Though

no boyish compositions of Milton's remain to compare

with Cowley's, it is evident that when he went, at the age

of seventeen, to Christ's College, Cambridge, he was

already a ripe scholar. "He performed," says Anthony

Wood, "the Collegiate and Academical exercises to the

admiration of all, and was esteemed to be a virtuous and

sober person, yet not to be ignorant of his own parts."

Among the "Collegiate and Academical exercises"

spoken of by Wood are Prolusiones quædam oratoriæ;

several Latin poems included in the Sylvæ; and some

Latin epigrams. In the first of these classes we find a

humorous Latin speech (delivered, it appears, by Milton

in his college hall, "in the presence of almost all the

youth of the university") which preceded the English

verses printed in the Minor Poems with the title, "At a

Vacation Exercise." His Latin compositions were not

confined to "Academical exercises." In some elegiac

verses, addressed to his friend Diodati, he records that he

had been sent down from Cambridge and was living with

his father in London. From other sources we know that

this "rustication" was the consequence of a quarrel with

his college tutor, William Chappel, in which it may be

presumed that Milton behaved in the manner usual with

a young man of his age, "not ignorant of his own parts."1

He professes in his letter to be rather pleased with his

exile,2 which, however, was not of long duration, since it

appears from the close of the epistle that arrangements

had been made for his return to Cambridge.3 Nor was

his undergraduate course in any way lengthened by his

1 Masson's edition of Milton's Poetical Works (1890), vol. i. p. 257.

2 Non ego vel profugi nomen sortemve recusο,

Lætus et exilii conditione fruor.

3 Stat quoque juncosas Cami remeare paludes,

Atque iterum raucæ murmur adire scholæ.

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enforced absence: he took his B.A. degree in January

1628-29, and proceeded to his M.A. in July 1632.

Milton's Cambridge career was completed at a time

when the movement known as Humanism had there

reached its zenith, and when the tradition derived from the

Reformation was being considerably modified. Calvinism,

as may be seen from the poetry of Phineas Fletcher,

was the prevailing mode of religious thought at Cam-

bridge up to the end of the first decade of the seven-

teenth century. But Calvinism had been from the first

mitigated by the Platonic cult affected by the humanist

reformers, in opposition to the established authority of

Aristotelian scholasticism; and through this softening

influence a way was opened to the Oxford ecclesiastical

movement initiated by Laud, whose doctrine of the

Beauty of Holiness induced many of the Cambridge

colleges to pay attention to the adornment of their

chapels, halls, and quadrangles. The effects of the new

influence are strongly marked among Milton's Cambridge

contemporaries. While he was an undergraduate, George

Herbert was Public Orator; and John Cleveland, the

Cavalier satirist, Henry More, the Platonist, Jeremy

Taylor, and Richard Crashaw were all in residence

before he quitted the university. Milton himself

was sensitively alive to the tendencies of the time,

and however his intellectual temper may have been

offended by the innovations of Laud, the concluding

lines of Il Penseroso are standing evidence that, in

his Cambridge days at least, he can have had no

instinctive sympathy with the iconoclasm of his party,

but would rather have rejoiced to see the resources of

architecture, painting, and music placed at the service of

religion.

In this atmosphere, produced by the blending of

the mediæval and the humanist genius, Milton eagerly

pursued the study of philosophy and the practice of

Latin verse composition, which had then reached a high

degree of excellence. Frequent allusions to Plato in his

writings, both prose and verse, show how vividly his

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imagination was affected by the speculation of the Greek

philosopher. From the Latin poets he learned many

secrets in the art of handling subjects, and curious felicities

of diction, which helped to determine the character of his

English style. Among them Ovid was his chief favourite.

In one of his early elegies he maintains that this poet,

if he had enjoyed more favourable opportunities, would

have excelled all others,1 and he paid him the yet higher

compliment of constant imitation. Three tendencies in

particular he seems to have derived from his study of the

Ovidian manner : a love of mythologic invention, such as

we find in L'Allegro, Il Penseroso, and Comus; the power of

presenting a single thought under a great variety of imagi-

native forms ; and that use of periphrastic allusion in the

metrical arrangement of proper names which he afterwards

perfected in Paradise Lost. With what admirable invention,

at the age of eighteen, he could find classical forms of

expression for Scriptural matter, the Latin verses addressed

to his old master, Thomas Young, bear witness, in which

the single fact that Young had been obliged to leave

England for Hamburg is illustrated by the following

allusions :—

Haud aliter vates terræ Thesbitidis olim

Pressit inassueto devia tesqua pede,

Desertasque Aráburm salebras, dum regis Achabi

Effugit, atque tuas, Sīdoni dira, manus :

Talis et, horrisono laceratus membra flagello,

Paulus ab Æmathia pellitur urbe Cilix.

Piscosæque ipsum Gergessæ civis Iesum

Finibus ingratus jussit abire suis.2

The chief English poems composed by him during the

Cambridge period evidently proceed from the mind of one

who has learned to think in Latin, and who possesses the

art of accommodating to this model the genius of his native

language. His Hymn on the Nativity, for example, is

designed precisely on the same plan as his Latin verse

compositions ; that is to say, it is made up of two or

three central thoughts, which form the backbone of the

1 Elegia Prima, 21-24.

2 Elegia Quarta, 99-100.

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poem, and are illustrated with a great wealth of allusion.

The first two stanzas expand the fact that the Nativity

was in winter; stanzas iii.-v. dwell on the idea of Peace

proclaimed in the message of the Angels; vi.-vii. set forth

the influence of the Nativity on the heavenly bodies;

viii.-xviii. describe the watching of the shepherds, the

descent of the Angels, and the nature of the divine music;

xix.-xxvi. contain an adaptation of the story, in Plutarch's

treatise On the Ceasing of Oracles, of the voice proclaim-

ing the death of Pan; while the last stanza brings the

whole hymn to a harmonious close. No English lyric

poem yet written had shown anything like the same

power of concentrating a number of thoughts, proceeding

from different sources, upon a single object, or of fusing

a multitude of various images into an organic whole.

In the same way the lines, “At a Vacation Exercise,”

indicate how Milton's imagination had been led by the

cosmogony of the Metamorphoses to form those large poeti-

cal ideas of the physical universe which were brought

into a more modern and Christian shape in Paradise Lost.

Addressing his “native language,” the poet says :-

Yet I had rather, if I were to choose,

Thy service in some graver subject use,

Such as may make thee search thy coffers round,

Before thou clothe my fancy in fit sound :

Such where the deep transported mind may soar

Above the wheeling poles, and at Heaven's door

Look in, and see each blissful deity,

How he before the thunderous throne doth lie,

Listening to what unshorn Apollo sings

To the touch of golden wires, while Hebe brings

Immortal nectar to her kingly sire;

Then, passing through the spheres of watchful fire,

And misty regions of wide air next under,

And hills of snow, and lofts of pilèd thunder,

May tell at length how green-eyed Neptune raves,

In heaven's defiance mustering all his waves, etc.

It was at Cambridge, then, that Milton first became

conscious of his poetical capacity, and here he equipped

himself with powers of expression which he felt sure would

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qualify him for great poetical undertakings.1 On the other

hand, his Cambridge training had diverted him from the

profession for which he had been intended.

' It were sad for me (he says) if I should draw back ; for me,

especially, now when all men offer their aid to help, ease, and

lighten the difficult labours of the Church, to whose service,

by the intentions of my parents and friends, I was destined

of a child, and in mine own resolutions : till coming to some

maturity of years, and perceiving what tyranny had invaded the

Church, that he who would take orders must subscribe slave,

and take an oath withal, which, unless he took with a conscience

that would retch, he must either straight perjure, or split his

faith ; I thought it better to prefer a blameless silence before the

sacred office of speaking, bought and begun with servitude and

forswearing.3

In forming this resolution he had to encounter, he

says, “the expectations and murmurs of friends,” among

which we may fairly suppose were the expostulations of

his own father.3 But no relentless opposition was offered

to his desire to proceed with a course of general study

and cultivation.

At my father's country residence (he informs us), whither he

had retired to pass his old age, I was wholly intent, through a

period of absolute leisure, on a steady perusal of the Greek and

Latin writers, but still so that occasionally I exchanged the

country for the city, either for the purpose of buying books, or

for that of learning something new in mathematics or in music, in

which I then took delight.4

The “residence” here spoken of, Horton in Buckingham-

shire, was Milton's home between the years 1632 and 1638 ;

1 “I must say therefore that after I had for my first years, by the ceaseless

diligence and care of my father (whom God recompense !) been exercised to

the tongues and some sciences, as my age would suffer, by sundry masters

and teachers both at home and at the schools, it was found that whether

aught was imposed me by them that had the overlooking, or betaken to of

mine own choice in English or other tongue, prosing or versing, but chiefly

of Church Government, book ii.

2 Ibid. book ii.

3 Letter to an unnamed correspondent. Facsimile MS. (Cambridge

Press), p. 6.

4 Masson, Milton's Poetical Works (1890), vol. i. p. 8.

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and from the Latin poem addressed by him Ad Patrem,

we may infer that his father (however he may have at first protested) not only acquiesced in his son's desire to

devote himself to philosophy and poetry, but persuaded

him to enlarge the circle of his accomplishments with the

modern literatures of France and Italy, with Hebrew, and

with natural science.1 Occupied with these studies, and

with an imagination delighted by country sights and

sounds, Milton turned his attention to the development

of that vein of pastoralism which had pleased the taste

and fancy of two generations of English poets.

The first two of his pastoral poems, L'Allegro and

Il Penseroso, were composed—so, at least, in the absence of

positive evidence to the contrary, it may be assumed—

about the beginning of Milton's residence at Horton.

The groundwork of their sentiment and of their metre is

to be found in the compositions of Sidney, Breton, and

Barnfield, but on the top of this primary stratum there is

added in Milton's verse a new vein of reflection derived

from Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy, a book which, from

its first appearance in 1621, made a deep impression on

the public imagination, and which the poet would have

read either while he was at school or at Cambridge.√

From the Anatomy he obtained his idea of associating

moods of the mind with the varying aspects of Nature,

1 Me procul urbano strepitu, secessibus altis

Abductum, Aoniæ jucunda per otia ripæ,

Phœbœo lateri cometitem sinis ire beatum.

Officium chari taceo commune parentis :

Me poscunt majora. Tuo, pater optime, sumptu

Cum mihi Romulæ patuit facundia linguæ

Et Latii veneres, et quæ Jovis ora decebant

Grandia magniloquis elata vocabula Graiis,

Addere suasisti quos jactat Gallia flores,

Et quam degeneri novus Italus ore loquelam

Fundit, barbaricos testatus voce tumultus :

Quæque Palæstinus loquitur mysteria vates.

Denique quidquid habet cœlum, subjectaque cœlo

Terra parens, terræque et cœlo interfluus aer,

Quidquid et unda tegit, pontique agitabile marmor,

Per te nosse licet, per te, si nosse licebit ;

Demotaque venit spectanda scientia nube,

Nudaque conspicuo inclinat ad oscula vultus,

Ni fugisse velim, ni sit libasse molestum.—Ad Patrem, 74-92.

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and perhaps the happy inspiration of dividing the subject

into two companion poems. Among the stanzas prefixed

to his book by Burton are the following :-

When to myself I act and smile,

With pleasing thoughts the time beguile,

By a brook-side or wood so green,

Unheard, unsought for, and unseen,

A thousand pleasures do me bless,

And crown my soul with happiness ;

All my joys besides are folly ;

None so sweet as Melancholy.

When I lie, sit, or walk alone,

I sigh, I grieve, making great moan,

In a dark grove or irksome den,

With discontents and furies, then

A thousand miseries at once

Mine heavy heart and soul ensconce :

All my griefs to this are jolly,

None so sour as Melancholy.

Methinks I hear, methinks I see,

Sweet music, wondrous melody,

Towns, palaces, and cities fine,

Here now, then there ; the world is mine.

Rare beauties, gallant ladies shine,

Whate'er is lovely or divine ;

All other joys to this are folly ;

None so sweet as Melancholy.

The form he selected for the expression of his central

idea was the ode. L'Allegro and Il Penseroso are each

arranged on the same principle, opening with an invoca-

tion,1 and proceeding to a series of descriptions, so grouped

as to express the gradual advance of day or night. As

the light grows or fades upon the landscape, the poet

guides us through a maze of many-coloured images and

changing moods of feeling, all, however, harmoniously

associated with the central subject. Every word has a

justly calculated force of its own, and though numerous

1 The opening form of either ode was suggested by a song in Fletcher's

Nice Valor, Act iii. Sc. 3. Fletcher himself obviously borrowed the idea of

his song from Burton's stanzas in the Anatomy of Melancholy.

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ideas seem to have been suggested to Milton by his wide

reading both in ancient and modern poetry, yet each of

them takes fresh life and colour from the new context in

which it is placed. A double pleasure is thus afforded to

the reader. No commentator, from Warton down to Mr.

Masson, but has exercised his memory and learning in

collecting passages from earlier poets which may have

played their part in bringing into being the imagery of

L'Allegro and Il Penseroso. Warton's contribution to this

treasury is especially valuable, and he has, I think, omitted

to notice only one passage from the classics which was

certainly in Milton's mind when writing the lines in Il

Penseroso upon the approach of dawn :-

Till civil-suited Morn appear,

Not tricked and frounced as she was wont

With the Attic boy to hunt,

But kerchef'd in a comely cloud,

While rocking winds are piping loud,

Or usher'd with a shower still

When the gust hath blown his fill,

Ending on the rustling leaves

With minute drops from off the eaves.

In this very imaginative association of melancholy ideas

with physical sights and sounds, I have little doubt that

Milton remembered the fragment of Sophocles, partially

and inaccurately quoted by Cicero in a letter to Atticus:-

φεῦ φεῦ . τί τοῦτov χάρμα μείζον ἄν λάβoıs,

τoῦ γῆς ἐπıψavóıvτα, καθ' ὑπò στέγη

πύκvης ἀκοv́σαι ψακάδος εἰδόvση φoέ

But it is an example of the subtlety of his imagination,

and of his power of turning other men's thoughts to his

own use, that he should have inverted the idea, and have

substituted for the joy of Sophocles' rescued sailor, drowsily

listening under cover to the rain on the roof, the pensive

melancholy of the wakeful scholar.

! In the Allegro the mental experiences proceed from

sunrise to nightfall : in the Penseroso they begin at night,

and end with the vesper service on the following day ;

1 Cicero ad Atticum, ii. 7.

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and during the parallel periods of time the different

sounds, sights, and diversions, are carefully balanced

against each other : e.g. the song of the morning lark

against the falling of the early shower; the noon-day

walk of the cheerful man, not unseen, against the secluded

slumber of the melancholy man in the wood ; the nightly

reading of masques and comedies against the midnight

study of philosophy and tragedy. Here and there are

personal touches which link the composition of this period

with Milton's Latin verse, and with his university friend-

ship for Charles Diodati, who had first given him a taste

for investigations into natural science :-

And may at last my weary age

Find out the peaceful hermitage,

The hairy gown and mossy cell,

Where I may sit and rightly spell

Of every star that heaven doth shew,

And every herb that sips the dew,

Till old experience do attain

To something of prophetic strain.1

On the other hand, these and the preceding iines

form a kind of prelude to the composition of Arcades and

Comus, two poems in which Milton, leaving the lyrical

forms of pastoralism, utilises that vein of poetry for

dramatic purposes in the masque. Arcades contains the

germ of Comus. It is a fragment of a masque composed

for the entertainment of the dowager Countess of Derby

at Harefield, the proximity of which place to Horton

makes probable Warton's conjecture that the masque was

composed while Milton was living with his father in

Buckinghamshire. In the structure of Arcades we observe

the close attention paid by the poet to the work of his

predecessors and contemporaries. It is composed of three

songs and a single speech. The former--two of which

1 Compare the Latin lines in the Epitaphium Damonis :-

Tu mihi percurres medicos, tua gramina, succos,

Helleborumque, humilesque crocos, foliumque hyacinthi,

Quasque habet ista palus herbas artesque medentum—

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are sung by nymphs and shepherds--breathe the spirit of

Fletcher in his Faithful Shepherdess: the latter is put

into the mouth of a Genius, a figure which had appeared

more than once in the masques of Ben Jonson.1 The

Genius of the Wood in Arcades is the first sketch of the

Attendant Spirit in Comus, but less exalted duties are

assigned to him in the earlier poem, where his business is

merely to watch over trees and plants. Like the contem-

plative Platonist in the Penseroso, the Genius listens with

rapture to the music of the spheres, produced by the Fates

who regulate the revolutions of the heavenly bodies, the

only music, says the flattering poet, fitted to celebrate the

praises of her to whom he is, nevertheless, about to present

his choruses of pastoral singers. Christianised versions

of the same Pythagorean idea are found in the poem en-

titled At a Solemn Music, and in the contemplative close

of the Penseroso, which makes it probable that all these

poems were composed at Horton when, as Milton says, he

was "taking special delight" in music. Generally speaking,

it is to be noted that, in contrast with Comus, the locality

in Arcades is entirely idealised, all the names of the places

mentioned being taken from the classical Arcadia.

In Comus the fragmentary conception of Arcades is

developed into a complete and organised whole, in which

the machinery of the masque is employed for the

poetical expression of a sublime moral idea. Like

Arcades, Comus had its origin in the courtly and compli-

mentary requirements of the occasion. It was professedly

an entertainment given in honour of the return to their

home of the two sons and the daughter of the Earl of

Bridgewater, who, in 1634, as President of Wales, was

residing at Ludlow Castle. The parts of the different

persons in the masque, which was presented with all the

splendour usual at such performances, were taken by the

children of the Earl, and by Henry Lawes, the composer

of the music. Lawes was in the service of the Countess

of Derby, the mother of Lady Bridgewater ; it may, there-

1 See Entertainments--In passing to the Coronation. At Theobalds

(22nd May 1607).

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fore, be reasonably supposed that it was he who suggested

the entertainment of Arcades, and that the songs in that

poem were of his composition. He probably enlisted

Milton's services for the masque at Ludlow, in which he

himself acted the Attendant Spirit. Judgments differ as

to his musical genius. He was the first to introduce

into England the new Italian style of music, and, in the

opinion of some, he showed great skill in making music

expressive of the meaning of words. Others--among

whom is Dr. Burney, author of the History of Music--

hold that he did not rise to the opportunities afforded

him by such words as those in the Echo Song of Comus.1

But whatever was the quality of the music, there can

be but one opinion as to the merits of the poem. In this

masque pastoralism takes the highest and most perfect

dramatic form it is capable of assuming. It is the crown

of a number of experiments in which a series of highly-

gifted poets have endeavoured to present on the stage

the fundamental ideas of literary Arcadianism. The

Italians, proceeding upon the groundwork afforded them

by the idylls of Theocritus, began the movement. Tasso,

the first of them, said generously of the Pastor Fido, the

work of his follower, Guarini: "If he had not read my

Aminta, he would not have excelled it." But the pastoral

drama was never well fitted for theatrical representation.

Completely removed from reality in action, character,

and diction, it never gained in Italy a firm footing on the

legitimate stage, but rather prepared the way for the coming

of opera.

In England, where the drama had been carried by

Shakespeare to the height of greatness, an attempt was

made by John Fletcher, about the year 1610, to accom-

modate the principles of the Italian pastoral drama to

the popular taste. Fletcher's Faithful Shepherdess is a

work of refined beauty. With the traditional Arcadian

pastoralism of Guarini, it felicitously blended the allegori-

cal morality of Spenser, the lyrical Euphuism of Barn-

field, and the fanciful folk-lore, as well as the sweet

1 History of Music, vol. iii. p. 382.

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versification, of Shakespeare in the Midsummer Night's

Dream. To men of judgment and perception the har-

monising of these contrary elements seemed delightful,

but to the rude yet exacting audience, whose opinion has

always been so powerful in the English theatre, the play

was caviare, and when the poet printed it he thought it

necessary to warn the "Reader" as to its character. "It

is," says he, "a pastoral tragi-comedy, which the people

seeing when it was played, having ever had a singular

gift in defining, concluded to be a play of country-hired

shepherds in gray cloaks, with cur-tailed dogs in strings,

sometimes laughing together, and sometimes killing one

another; and missing Whitsun ales, cream, wassail, and

morris-dance, began to be angry."

Revived in 1634, some nine years after the author's

death, The Faithful Shepherdess secured from the refined

spectators of the Court a more favourable verdict. But

there was something of justice in the judgment of the

people. Tragi-comedy was not the right vehicle for

pastoralism, and Milton, who had read Fletcher's play

with admiration, perceived that more might be made of

its peculiar beauties, were they presented in the form of

a complimentary masque. The manner in which he

transformed the work of Fletcher is a miracle of memory,

invention, and judgment. Taking the leading idea of

The Faithful Shepherdess—the powers of Chastity as

represented in the person of the constant Clorin—he

connected this with the return home of Lord Bridge-

water's children by employing for the plot of his masque

some of the incidents in the Old Wives' Tale of George

Peele, where two brothers and a sister fall into the power

of an Enchanter. Out of this embryo he evolved the

highly elaborate episode of the Enchanter, Comus, and

his brutish rout; a piece of mythology in which many of

the details are of course drawn from the story of Circe

in the Odyssey, but many more are the fruit of Milton's

own fancy. The other persons and incidents in the play

are, to a very large extent, adapted from The Faithful

Shepherdess. Thus the "Lady" in Comus, the representa-

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tive of Purity in distress, has her prototype in Fletcher's

persecuted Amoret, who is herself closely modelled on

Spenser's heroine of that name; the Attendant Spirit in

Comus performs the same benevolent services for mortals

as does the virtuous Satyr in The Faithful Shepherdess ;

the episode of Sabrina, who frees the Lady in Comus from

her enchantment, is an imitation of the rescue of Fletcher's

Amoret by the God of the River ; while the use made of

the herb Hæmony by the Attendant Spirit has its parallel

in the purifying use of herbs by the chaste Clorin.

In spite, however, of his obligations to the inventions

of others, the architectural genius of Milton in Comus is

so conspicuously exerted that no poem creates an effect of

greater originality. The unity of conception and action

in it is unbroken by a single irrelevance. Every incident

contributes to bring the central idea into stronger relief.

So thoroughly is the nature of the poetical vehicle

understood, that advantage is taken of the mechanical

appliances of the masque to emphasise the moral and

allegorical meaning; and nothing can be more skilful

than the manner in which the beauty of the music and

the romance of the scene-painting are blended with

antiquarian learning in the organic life of the composition.

The atmosphere of literary pastoralism, diffused over the

whole poem, gives an ideal charm to the realities of

English landscape and history.

Comus was published anonymously by Lawes in 1637,

and Milton, when on the eve of starting for his travels in Italy,

sent a copy of it to one whose acquaintance he had lately

made, and to whose fine taste he looked for a just ap-

preciation of the quality of his work. In his letter of

acknowledgment, Sir Henry Wotton, then Provost of Eton

College, admirably expresses the feelings which Comus

must awaken in every reader of imagination :-

Since your going, you have charged me with new obligations

both for a very kind letter from you dated the 6th of this month,

and for a dainty piece of entertainment which came therewith.

Wherein I should much commend the tragical part, if the lyrical

did not ravish me with a certain Doric delicacy in your Songs

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and Odes, whereunto I must plainly confess to have seen yet nothing parallel in our language : Ipsa mollities.

After the composition of Comus, Milton continued up to the time of leaving England to enlarge the range of his studies. But in the summer of 1637 a tragical event caused him to employ the resources of poetical pastoralism for a new purpose. News came of the death by drowning in the Irish seas of Edward King, a young man who had been a member of his own college at Cambridge, and had achieved distinction in the university. King's contemporaries combined to do honour to his memory in a volume of poems published in 1638, to which Milton's contribution was Lycidas.

In the choice of the vehicle, the mode of composition, and the character of the style, the workmanship of Lycidas is inspired by the same principles as those which are so splendidly illustrated in the structure of Comus, but they are, of course, modified by the nature of the occasion. Pastoralism had from the first been consecrated to the purposes of elegy. The most celebrated models of the style in classical poetry were Theocritus' elegy on Daphnis in his first idyll, Moschus' lament for Bion, and Virgil's bucolic on the death of Gallus. Attempts had been made to naturalise the pastoral elegy in English poetry, especially on the occasion of the death of Sir Philip Sidney, which inspired a multitude of compositions of this kind. But no English poet had yet succeeded in reproducing the Doric effect of the Greek pastoral. The nearest approach to the required beauty of form appears in Spenser's November eclogue on the death of Dido, the Great Shepherd's daughter, but here an air of conscious archaism interferes with the sense of sincerity necessary in a poem of personal lament. Milton achieved the desired end by applying the imagery of the Doric pastoral to the actual circumstances of King's fate, and by animating the forms of Virgil and Theocritus with the life of English landscape. In none of his poems does he so directly imitate the manner of his Greek and Latin predecessors. Such parallel phrases as 'Who would not

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weep for Lycidas? —Neget quis carmina Gallo? (Virg.

Ecl. x. 3) ; "Where were ye Nymphs, etc.?"—πâ ποκ'

ἀρ ἦσθ' ὅκα Δάφνις ἐτάκετο, πâ πoκὰ νύμϕαι;

(Theocritus, Id. i. 66) ; "Phœbus replied and touch'd my

trembling ears "—Cynthius aurem

Vellit et admonuit (Virg. Ecl. vi. 3) ; "Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous

world "—Et quæ marmoreo fert monstra sub æquore ponti

(Virg. Æn. vi. 729) ; "And when they list their lean and

flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched

straw"—Non tu in triviis, indocte, solebas

Stridenti miserum stipula disperdere carmen (Virg. Ecl. iii. 26) ; show how

persistently in composition Milton's memory was haunted

by recollections of the ancient poets whom he so judiciously

imitated. Nor did he make less use of his reading among

the English poets. The opening of Lycidas is suggested by

an elegy of some nameless author lamenting the death of the

Countess of Pembroke.1 " Under the opening eyelids of

the morn " is taken from Middleton, a dramatist from

whom Milton also obtained the suggestion of the famous

lines on marriage in the eighth book of Paradise Lost.2

Drayton is in his mind whenever he makes an allusion

to local archæology. Spenser's Eclogue for April and

Shakespeare's Winter Tale furnish him with hints for the

enumeration of the flowers to be strewn on Lycidas'

"laureate herse." Phineas Fletcher's "To-morrow shall ye feast in pastures new " inspires the reposeful line with

which the elegy concludes3

But in Lycidas, as in Comus, the grand architectural

genius of Milton silences all rash inclination to prefer

against him the mean charge of plagiarism. The design of

the poem is completely original, and the perfect order in

which the selected thoughts are subordinated to the

central idea shows that, in the appropriation of isolated

phrases, Milton was merely employing Memory in the

service of Invention. The artistic arrangement of materials,

the judicious choice and combination of words and images,

the air of life and freshness given by the removal of old

1 See Warton's note to Lycidas, v. 1.

2 Game at Chess, Act i. Sc. 1.

3 Purple Island, vi. st. 77.

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thoughts into a new context, all unite to make Lycidas

perhaps the most beautiful, certainly the most sublime,

pastoral elegy which the world possesses.

Thus far Milton had contented himself in his peace-

ful retirement with reproducing the imagery of literary

pastoralism. But Lycidas was not without touches which

indicated that his imagination was being drawn to the

more active interests of contemporary life. In verses 108-

131 the old animosities that had prevented him from

taking orders are strongly apparent, and a foretaste is given

of that period of strenuous controversy which preceded

the composition of Paradise Lost. Insensibly he was

making his way to the construction of some great poem,

the general nature of which he dimly felt without being

able to forecast its final outlines. His inclination in

this direction was strengthened by his travels in Italy

during the years 1638 and 1639. Thither his poetical

reputation had preceded him: at Florence he was

welcomed with the applause of the leaders in the ruling

Academies of taste; at Naples he made the acquaintance

of Giovanni Battista Manso, Marquis of Villa, the most

illustrious patron of letters in Italy. To Manso he

addressed a complimentary set of Latin verses, which

show him to have been at that date contemplating an

epic poem--probably to be written in Latin--on the

subject of King Arthur.1 Turning his face homewards,

he heard with deep grief at Geneva of the death of his

friend Diodati, whose memory he has immortalised in

his beautiful Latin elegy, Epitaphium Damonis, written

after his arrival in England in the autumn of 1639.

1 He hopes for the advice and encouragement of Manso, who would not

have been of much assistance to him if his composition had been in English :

moreover, the poem is to be an epic; but when he made up his mind to write

in English his first idea was to make his poem dramatic or lyrical.

O mihi si mea Sors talem concedat amicum,

Phœbeos decorasse viros qui tam bene norit,

Siquando indigenas revocabo in carmina reges,

Arturumque etiam sub terris bella moventem,

Aut dicam invictæ sociali fœdere mensæ

Magnanimos heroas (o modo spiritus adsit)

Frangam Saxonicas Britonum sub Marte phalanges.

Ad Mansum, 78-84

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He now first began to form in his mind the idea

of a great poem in English.

These thoughts (he says) at once possessed me, and these

other—that, if I were certain to write, as men buy leases, for

three lives and downward, there ought no regard be sooner had

than to God's glory by the honour and instruction of my

country. For which cause, and not only for that I knew it

would be hard to arrive at the second rank among the Latins,

I applied myself to that resolution which Ariosto followed

against the persuasions of Bembo, to fix all the industry and

art I could unite to the adorning of my native tongue—not to

make verbal curiosities the end (that were a toilsome vanity),

but to be an interpreter and relater of the best and sagest things

among mine own citizens throughout this island in the mother-

dialect; that what the greatest and choicest wits of Athens,

Rome, or modern Italy, and those Hebrews of old, did for their

country, I, in my proportion, with this over and above of being

a Christian, might do for mine—not caring to be once named

abroad, though perhaps I could attain to that, but content with

these British islands as my world, whose fortune hath hitherto

been, that, if the Athenians, as some say, made their small

deeds great and renowned by their eloquent writers, England

hath had her noble achievements made small by the unskilful

handling of monks and mechanics.1

A paper survives in which about this time he set

down historical subjects, Scriptural and British, fitted

in his judgment for poetical treatment. Among the

Scriptural subjects was Paradise Lost, a subject which as

early as 1641 or 1642 seems to have inspired him with

a more or less definite design, for he has left behind

an outlined draft of the drama he proposed to write,2

and we know, from his nephew, Edward Phillips, that

at that time he had actually composed a portion of a

speech of Satan which now forms part of the address to

the Sun in the fourth book of Paradise Lost.

But however much Milton may have been excited by

the desire to surpass all previous achievement on so

sublime a subject, he soon felt that the moment had not

yet come for the maturing of his task. In his Reason

1 The Reason of Church Government, book ii. Introduction.

2 Facsimile MS. (Cambridge Press), p. 33.

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of Church Government urged against Prelatry, published

in 1641, after confiding to the reader the great poetical

designs which were firing his imagination, he proceeded :-

The thing which I had to say, and those intentions which

have lived within me ever since I could conceive myself any-

thing worth to my country, I return to crave excuse that urgent

reason hath plucked from me by an abortive and foredated

discovery. And the accomplishment of them lies not but in a

power above man's to promise ; but that none hath by more

studious ways endeavoured, and with more unwearied spirit

shall, that I dare almost aver of myself, as far as life and free

leisure will extend ; and that the land had once enfranchised

herself from this impertinent yoke of prelatry, under whose

inquisitorious and tyrannical duncery, no free and splendid wit

can flourish. Neither do I think it shame to covenant with

any knowing reader that, for some few years yet I may go on

trust with him toward the payment of what I am now indebted,

as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the

vapours of wine ; like that which flows at waste from the pen

of some vulgar amorist, or the treacherous fury of a rhyming

parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame memory

and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal

Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and

sends out His seraphim with the hallowed fire of His altar, to

touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases : to this must

be added industrious and select reading, steady observation,

insight into all seemly and generous art and affairs ; till which

in some measure be compassed, at mine own peril and cost I

refuse not to sustain this expectation from as many as are not

loth to hazard so much credulity upon the best pledges that

I can give them. Although it nothing content me to have

disclosed thus much before hand, but that I trust hereby to

make it manifest with what small willingness I endure to

interrupt the pursuit of no less hopes than these, and leave a

calm and pleasing solitariness, fed with cheerful and confident

thoughts, to embark in a troubled sea of noises and hoarse

disputes, but from beholding the bright countenance of truth

in the quiet and still air of delightful studies, to come into the

dim reflection of hollow antiquities sold by the seeming bulk,

and there be fain to club quotations with men whose learning

and belief lies in marginal stuffings, who when they have, like

good sumpters, laid ye down their horse-load of citations and

fathers at your door, with a rhapsody of who and who were

bishops here or there, ye may take off their packsaddles, their

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day's work is done, and episcopacy, as they think, stoutly vindicated.1

Milton had in fact returned home to find the tide of anti-Episcopal feeling in England running at its height, and, with the powerful Puritan bias in his nature, he felt that he must take part in the conflict. It is evident, from what he says in the foregoing passage, that he did not expect to be long detained from the pursuit of the art to which he was devoted, and had no suspicion that for nearly twenty years he would be plunged into a whirlpool of controversy and civil conflict, in which the only outlet for his imagination would be found in the composition of his sonnets. These, from the biographical point of view alone, are of the highest value. They fall readily into distinct classes; some being purely personal in feeling, such as vii., xix., xxii., xxiii.; others being written in compliment to friends, such as those to A Virtuous Young Lady; The Lady Margaret Ley; H. Lawes; Cyriac Skinner; Mr. Lawrence; or The Memory of Mrs. Catherine Thomson; the largest group having its origin in the praise of party leaders, or in passing phases of religious and political warfare, the most notable of which are viii., xi., xii., xv., xvi., xvii., xviii., and the irregular sonnet On the new Forcers of Conscience under the Long Parliament. Read in the light of the dates of their composition, and in connection with the numerous prose pamphlets written by Milton from 1641 to 1658, the sonnets furnish the key to the development of his genius between the day when he bade farewell to pastoral poetry and that on which he began to lay the foundations of Paradise Lost.

On his return from the Continent, Milton, quitting his father's house at Horton, lodged for a short time with a tailor in St. Bride's Churchyard, but soon moved into a house in Aldersgate Street, where he took private pupils. In this house he wrote in 1641 his Treatise of Reformation, his Apology for Smectymnuus, and his

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Reason of Church Government. The dominant note in

all these pamphlets is strongly Presbyterian, and the

vehemence of the style made the author so much a

marked man that, on the outbreak of the Civil War in

1642, when it was feared that the King's army would

march upon London, he imagined his house might be

destroyed. In deprecation of such revenge he wrote his

half-humorous sonnet, beginning "Captain, or Colonel."

In 1643 he surprised his friends by his sudden

marriage with Mary Powel, daughter of a country

gentleman of Royalist opinions. His wife, after living

with him for a month, grew weary of the rigidity of a

Puritan household, and received leave to visit her father.

When Milton after a while required her to return, she

refused to obey. The poet, in his indignation, deter-

mined to divorce her, and in order to justify such an

extreme step, published three pamphlets, The Doctrine

and Discipline of Divorce; The Judgment of Martin Bucer

concerning Divorce; and Tetrachorddon. These gave great

offence to the Presbyterian leaders; and the title of

the last seems also to have moved the derision of

the unlearned. Both circumstances tended to alienate

Milton from his party; and from this stage a complete

change may be observed in his political opinions. The

liberty he desired seemed to be more attainable on the

principles of the Independents, so that he began to

associate himself closely with the aims of that section,

as being opposed to the ecclesiastical domination of

the Westminster Divines. The sonnets that mark the

appearance of this new development in Milton are those

beginning "A Book was writ of late call'd Tetrachordon,"

and "I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs."

When the arms of the Parliament triumphed

decisively over those of the King, the Presbyterians

became more and more determined to rivet on the

nation the yoke of their "classic hierarchy." Their

leading writers attacked with bitterness the heresies of

their allies the Independents, and Milton's doctrines on

divorce were singled out by several pamphleteers—among

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others Adam Steuart ("A. S." of the irregular sonnet),

Thomas Edwards, Samuel Rutherford and Robert Baillie

—for special reprobation. Milton replied to his opponents

by argument and satire. Of the latter the lines On the

New Forcers of Conscience under the Long Parliament are

an example : the former is illustrated in Areopagitica, a

treatise written in defence of freedom of printing against

the Licensing Ordinance of 1644. He threw in his lot

heartily with the political managers of the Independents,

although these, after failing to come to an arrangement with

the King, proceeded without shrinking to his execution.

Appointed Latin Secretary to the Council of State,

which after this event directed the affairs of the kingdom,

he undertook the defence of the regicides in his

pamphlet Iconoclastes, written to counteract the effect

of Icon Basilike, and in his Defensio Populi Anglicani,

published in 1651, as an answer to Salmasius' Defensio

Regis. When Cromwell assumed the Protectorate, Milton,

in spite of the blindness which had now come upon him,

was retained as Latin Secretary for the purpose of

conducting correspondence with foreign powers, and he

continued his work in the public service to the very

eve of the Restoration. The series of political sonnets

which illustrate this portion of his career comprises those

To the Lord General Fairfax; To the Lord General

Cromwell ; To Sir Henry Vane, the Younger ; On the Late

Massacre in Piedmont.

His domestic affairs during the same period gradually

became more settled. After making up his mind to

divorce his wife, he had thought of forming a fresh

alliance with a Miss Davis, who, however, hesitated to

enter upon such a union ; and while she was in doubt,

Milton's wife returned to him, asking for his forgiveness

and the restitution of conjugal rights. Her request was

not only granted, but shelter was given to her family,

which had been ruined by the overthrow of the King's

party at the battle of Naseby. Milton's own father had

also come to live with him after the occupation of Read-

ing by the Parliamentary forces, and the largeness of the

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establishment depending upon him had forced him to migrate from Aldersgate Street into a more roomy house in the Barbican.

From this again he moved to Holborn, and on his appointment as Latin Secretary in 1649, he was granted an official residence in Scotland Yard.

In 1651 he once more occupied a house of his own in Petty France, Westminster, where in 1652 his first wife died.

Blindness had now fallen on him, and, being left with the charge of three young daughters, he married in 1656 for his second wife Catherine Woodcock, who died in childbirth in 1658.

Five domestic sonnets—viz. the one on his blindness, beginning, “When I consider how my light is spent”; that to Henry Lawrence, the younger;

the two to Cyriac Skinner ; and the one to the memory of his second wife—illustrate his more private feelings when he had lost his sight.

After the death of Cromwell, Milton perceived that the tide of popular feeling was running strongly towards the restoration of the Monarchy.

Richard, the Protector's son, was a man without force of character, while the Presbyterian section of the Parliamentary party, through their disgust at the triumph of their rivals, had become Royalist in their opinions.

Milton threw himself eagerly into the breach, and endeavoured to rally the two wings of the Republicans against the common foe.

The pamphlet in which he appealed to his party, The Ready and Easy Way to establish a Free Commonwealth, is of great interest as a mirror of his character and opinions.

It is an illustration of the sagacity of Johnson's estimate : “Sir, the dog was a Whig.”

From first to last the principles advocated in the treatise are those of an intellectual oligarch, convinced that the best form of government is a republic under the rule of the educated minority.

No doubt it expressed the ideas of scholars and many cultivated gentlemen.

But to suppose that, after the experience of the Long Parliament, the people would acquiesce in the conclusion that “the ready and easy way to establish a Free Commonwealth” lay in resolving “that the grand or general council, being well chosen, should be perpetual,”

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argued a strange ignorance of mankind. The pamphlet only succeeded in intensifying the resentment of the Royalists against the author, and after the Restoration, Milton, being in fear of his life, was for a time obliged to conceal himself. When the danger seemed to have passed, he once more removed his residence, at first to Holborn; thence, in 1661, to Jewin Street, where he married his third wife, Elizabeth Minshull; finally to Artillery Walk, Bunhill Fields, from which, in 1667, he began to issue a series of great poems beginning with Paradise Lost and ending with Samson Agonistes.

Being now freed from the necessity of fighting actively for a political cause, his imagination reverted to the poetical projects he had deliberately postponed in 1641; and in observing the completely altered form in which Paradise Lost was given to the world, as compared with the first conception of the poem, we are naturally led to consider the charges brought against Milton, in more than one generation, of being the plagiarist of other men's ideas. The accusation, first preferred against him by William Lauder in 1750, has been repeated in our own day, in a different spirit, and with very different methods, by the Rev. George Edmundson. Lauder, who, on his own admission, was animated by a malignant motive, tried to show that the author of Paradise Lost was a common literary thief, by fabricating lines and phrases which he asserted Milton had transported bodily from other poets' works into his own. Mr. Edmundson, with excellent taste and industry, has placed what he asserts to be borrowed ideas of Milton before the reader, side by side with the passages to which he considers him to have been indebted. Writing in a spirit of high admiration for Milton's genius, he declines, nevertheless, to acquit him of the offence of plagiarism.

Milton (he says) undoubtedly borrowed materials, freely, from this man and from that, but, with the skill of a master-architect, he so appropriately builds in each piece of carved stone and polished marble as to enhance its beauty by making it a component part of the stately edifice he is rearing. But is not this plagiarism.

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plagiarism? Were Lauder and other detractors from Milton's

fame justified in the charges which they brought against him?

The answer to these questions depends entirely upon the defini-

tion which we give to the word plagiarism. Milton himself lays

it down that "borrowing, if it be not bettered by the borrower,

is accounted plagiarie." But this is far from satisfactory. If the

borrowing be itself clandestine or otherwise illegitimate, the

mere "bettering" cannot remove the stain which rests upon the

original act. The German aphorism is more complete, "In der

Kunst, der Diebstahl nicht erlaubt sei, wohl aber der Todschlag,"

and the latter expression is amplified in the explanation that the

borrower must be "nicht der Sklave, sondern der frei schattende

Herr des Materials."1

Here, I think, it is plain that Mr. Edmundson, as so

often happens, is the victim of metaphor. An architect

who should pull down the structure of another, in order

to supply himself with rich materials for his own building,

would justly be accounted a poor thief, as well as a

barbarian. But in thought there is no property of the

kind which exists in material things. From the time that

we begin to conceive we are perpetually appropriating the

ideas of others, nor can it be said that, in art at any rate,

there is to be found in the world a single work completely

original in respect of the matter and subject. Originality

in art consists in imprinting upon ideas, whencesoever

derived, the form and character of a freshly conceiving

mind. To illustrate and adorn a creative conception,

independently imagined, a poet is at complete liberty to

make use of the thoughts bequeathed to the world by

his predecessors, nor is he under any obligation to tell the

reader that, at this point and that, his imagination was

inspired by something that he had read. The only

requisite is that the thought assimilated shall be placed in

a new and striking light, or, as Milton says, that it should

be "bettered by the borrower." The law is perhaps still

better expounded by Dryden: "Without invention, a

painter is but a copier, and a poet but a plagiary of

others."

What, then, was the process of invention which gave

1 Milton and Vondel, pp. 8, 9.

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birth to Paradise Lost, Paradise Regained, and Samson Agonistes?

I think it can be shown (1) that, in the composition

of these religious poems, Milton followed the practice,

which he had been developing from his youth up, of

adapting classical forms to Christian materials ; (2) that,

in the selection of his subject and in the details of its

treatment, his receptive genius was greatly influenced by

the stream of contemporary tendency and the example of

particular poets ; but that (3) the entire scheme of these

poems was not less original, in the highest sense of the

word, than the Æneid of Virgil or the Gerusalemme

Liberata of Tasso.

(1) The account of Milton's poetical progress already

given shows with what enthusiasm he drank of the spirit

of the Renaissance, and how successful he was in using

Latin verse as a vehicle for the expression of living

thought and experience. We have seen further how he

learned to transfer the same spirit into the structure of

his own writings in the vernacular, notably in such poems

as The Hymn on the Nativity, L'Allegro, Il Penseroso,

Comus, and Lycidas. The extent to which he carried

this practice of assimilation in Paradise Lost will be most

conveniently considered in the chapter which I shall

devote to an examination of his style.

(2) In the selection of his subject Milton did homage

to the spirit of his age. I have traced something of the

course of the general movement which, from the time

of Du Bartas, had carried so considerable a part of

European imagination to the treatment of sacred themes.

One stream of this religious poetry, following the in-

itiative of Marino's Strage degli Innocenti, flowed into

an epic channel ; but on the whole the thoughts of the

most weighty and powerful intellects found expression in

the drama. Of these the earliest, and in some respects

the finest, product was the Adamus Exul of Hugo Grotius,

a Latin tragedy modelled on the lines of Seneca, published

at the Hague in 1601. Its interest is of a highly intel-

lectual order, almost the whole of the first act being taken

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up with an exposition, in the form of a soliloquy, of

the motives of Satan, protagonist of the drama, in the

temptation of Man. The most dramatic part of the

tragedy is the fourth act, which represents the conflict in

the mind of Adam between his desire to obey the law of

God and his love for Eve, which will not allow him to

separate his lot from hers, after she has sinned by eating

the apple. This situation is imitated in the Adamo of

Giovanni Battista Andreini, a drama written in Italian

and published in Milan in 1613. As a whole the Adamo

is a much less intellectual performance than the Adamus

Exul, being a hybrid between a miracle play and an

opera; but it is not without passages of fancy and

ingenious thought. Milton, I think, was certainly ac-

quainted with both works. We know that he had a

great admiration for Grotius, to whom, on setting

out for his Italian travels, he had been provided with

letters of introduction by Wotton. From the Adamus

Exul he probably derived his fundamental conception of

the character of Satan; but for the form of his intended

drama he was more indebted to Andreini. In both of

his surviving schemes for the treatment of Paradise Lost

as a drama, provision is made, after the fashion of miracle

plays, for the action of abstract personages, according

to the example of the Italian poet; while phrases

and images in his narrative of Eve's discourse with the

Serpent point plainly to recollections of the Adamo.

Taken as a whole, however, the obligations of Paradise

Lost, in its final shape, to these two poems are trivial, and

the real interest, as regards the materials of Paradise Lost,

lies in determining how far Milton is indebted to the

works of the Dutch poet, Joost van den Vondel. Vondel

was twenty-one years older than Milton. His reputation

as a versatile and prolific writer had extended beyond

Holland. Between 1654 and 1664 he produced four

poems on sacred subjects, of which two, Lucifer and Adam

in Ballingschap ("Adam in Banishment"), were tragedies

covering the same ground as Paradise Lost; an epic,

1 Compare Adamo, Act ii. Sc. 6, with P. L. ix. 385-794.

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Joannes Boetgezant ("John, Messenger of Repentance"),

presented some analogy to Paradise Regained; another

tragedy, Samson, of de Heilige Wraak ("Samson, or Divine

Vengeance"), anticipated in many of its details Samson

Agonistes; while Bespiegelingen van God en Godsdienst

("Reflections on God and Religion") was a didactic poem

containing much speculative thought on the physical con-

stitution of the universe. All these works preceded the

publication in 1667 of Paradise Lost, and though Milton

was blind before the earliest in Vondel's series appeared,

yet as he certainly understood Dutch, he would have

been able to follow the course of the poems, if read aloud

to him. That he would have been likely to wish to

know how Vondel had treated the subject of the Fall

may be assumed from his previous study of the work of

Grotius and Andreini; that he was actually acquainted

with the Lucifer and Vondel's other poems appears

certain from the frequent parallelism of passages in these

works and Paradise Lost, which can hardly have been the

result of mere coincidence : the question therefore is to

what extent these obligations of Milton to the Dutch

poet can be justly described as "plagiarisms."

(3) In deciding this point we have to consider, in the

first place, how far Vondel himself had carried the treat-

ment of the subject beyond the stage at which it had

been left by Grotius and Andreini; and here we find that

what the former added to the subject of the Fall of Man

was a representation of the Rebellion of the Angels and of

the War in Heaven. Four entire acts of his Lucifer are

occupied with the discontents, hesitations, and contro-

versies in the angelic hosts, which ended in the revolt of

Lucifer and his followers; the fifth act consists exclusively

of a narrative by the Archangel Uriel of the War in

Heaven, and of the subsequent Temptation and Fall of

Man. What is epically related in the last part of the

Lucifer is represented dramatically in Adam in Banishment,

but in this play the poet follows very closely the footsteps

of Grotius in the Adamus Exul. Milton, who in 1641

had certainly derived his fundamental conception of

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Satan's character from the long soliloquy in the first act of Grotius' play, found in Vondel's Lucifer the suggestion of an extended scope of action. The younger Dutchman had imported something of colossal greatness into the subject by imagining the motives at work in the minds of superhuman personages ; he had made the scene of his drama coextensive with the universe as conceived in the Ptolemaic system ; and in thus amplifying the range of imagination he had opened the way for the introduction of passages of sublime and picturesque description.

But though he had enriched the treatment of the subject with many new images, he had not understood how to employ these to the best advantage. By adhering to the dramatic form first adopted by Grotius, he deprived himself of the opportunity of treating his subject effectively, since, on the one hand, it was impossible, in the super- natural region where the scene was laid, to represent that complication of motives and incidents which tragedy requires, and, on the other, the necessity of placing the actors visibly on the stage reduced their Titanic greatness to the ordinary human level. Four acts of the play are absorbed by mere debate ; in the fifth the action is related, not represented. Grand and impressive figures in themselves, Lucifer, Belial, and Beelzebub, when engaged in the practical business of dramatis personæ, sink to the normal stature of political conspirators. For the same reason the dwarfish limits of the visible stage restricted the imagination in its effort to form an adequate conception of the vast spaces in which the action is supposed to pass.

Milton's supremacy as a creative poet is shown in his substitution of the epic for the dramatic form as the vehicle of Paradise Lost. At what date exactly he resolved on making this change we have no evidence to show ; but it may be conjectured with probability that it was after he became acquainted with Vondel's Lucifer. His unerring judgment doubtless showed him how incapable the stage was of exhibiting so great an action as the loss of Paradise, extended to include the rebellion of the Angels. He saw that the epic was as well fitted as

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the drama to express all those distinctions of heroic character, and all those conflicts of lofty debate, which were involved in the subject. By removing the action from the stage he set the imagination at liberty to soar through the infinite spaces of heaven, hell, and the starry universe. Finally, he perceived that in the epic, if well constructed, there was ample room for the distribution of the varied treasures of learning amassed in his early years, and now required for the just illustration of the sublime theme he had chosen.

Having resolved to piece together the fragmentary conceptions of his predecessors in one comprehensive whole, Milton showed the highest invention in the structure of his poetical organism. He determined to follow, for his main action, the tradition of Grotius and Andreini, which supposes the creation of the universe to have taken place after the fall of the rebel Angels, and the temptation of mankind by Satan to have been the result of the latter's revenge—preferring this to the tradition of Vondel, who conceives the rebellion of the Angels as having been caused by their jealousy of the honour reserved by the Almighty for newly-created man. In imitation of Virgil, he commenced the action of his poem at a middle point, moving forward in the description of the Council in Pandemonium and the adventurous voyage of Satan to the loss of Paradise, and backward, in the narrative of the angelic rebellion, the ultimate cause of Satan's conspiracy against mankind, which he puts into the mouth of the Archangel Raphael. By these means he was enabled to preserve through Paradise Lost a unity of structure unequalled in any other epic poem; to present an idea of the physical universe which rivals in clearness and lucidity the vision of Dante; and to elevate the action by the employment of a supernatural machinery more impressive to the imagination than anything conceived since the production of the Iliad. Whatever ideas in the work of other poets might furnish materials for the building of an edifice so vast and comprehensive in its design, it is evident that these ideas, by their transposition, received a life

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and lustre quite different from that which they possessed

in their primary context. In short, the framework of

Paradise Lost shows Milton to have followed the same

process of classical invention that he had adopted from his

earliest years. When designing L'Allegro and Il Penseroso

he had borrowed his central conception from Burton's

Anatomy of Melancholy, and had decorated it with a

multitude of images and phrases suggested to him by his

wide reading in poetry. In Comus he had created a

drama, completely original in respect of action and

character, out of his recollections of the Odyssey, the Old

Wives' Tale, and the Faithful Shepherdess. On this

analogy it is hardly to be doubted that, in organising his

epic, he would have borne in mind how Vondel in his

drama had represented his angelic agents; that he would

have remembered striking and picturesque passages in the

Lucifer, such as the description of the mountain and the

four rivers in the Garden of Eden; and that he would have

been influenced by some of the astronomical speculations

in Bespiegelingen van God en Godsdienst. But to brand

these perfectly legitimate transmutations of thought with

the name of "plagiarism" is a serious misuse of language.

Paradise Regained was published by John Starkey in

  1. According to the statement of the Quaker

Ellwood, it owed its existence to his own remark, after

reading Paradise Lost in 1665 at Chalfont St. Giles:

"Thou hast said much here of Paradise Lost; but what

hast thou to say of Paradise Found?" When Ellwood

again visited the poet in London (probably in 1666), after

the cessation of the plague, the latter put into his hands

the second poem, but perhaps kept it back to see what

would be the reception of Paradise Lost. In some

respects the shorter work resembles the Joannes Boetgezant

of Vondel. Both are cast in the epic form; both in their

machinery contain councils of the infernal spirits in hell,

colloquies in heaven, and messages of angels to earth:

indeed, this kind of machinery had been employed long

before both by Tasso and Marino. But Paradise Regained

is completely different in its conception from Joannes

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Boetgezant. Whereas the latter is a mere narrative of incidents in the life of John the Baptist, Milton's poem is the necessary sequel of the philosophic scheme begun in Paradise Lost:-

Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit

Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste

Brought death into the world and all our woe,

With loss of Eden, till one greater Man

Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,

Sing, Heavenly Muse (P.L. i. 1-6).

Mr. Masson excellently points out that the form of the poem coincides with the idea of the epic which Milton had in his mind when he first mentioned the possibilities of a sacred poem in 1641 : "the epic form whereof the two poems of Homer, and those other two of Virgil and Tasso, are a diffuse, and the book of Job a brief, model." Modelling himself in Paradise Regained on the book of Job, Milton has with supreme judgment restricted the action of the poem entirely to the Temptation in the Wilderness.

He thus combines the theological motive which had been somewhat extravagantly used by Giles Fletcher in his Christ's Death and Victory with the supernatural machinery of the pagan epic, adapted to the requirements of his Scriptural model. As in Paradise Lost, the result is a harmonious unity of conception and execution.

In the same volume with Paradise Regained appeared Samson Agonistes. Here again Milton had been anticipated in the subject and form of his poem by Vondel, whose Samson, of de Heilige Wraak was published in 1660. Mr. Edmundson is quite justified in arguing that "the mere fact that a Vondelian drama upon the story of Samson had been published six or seven years before the writing of the Samson Agonistes would appear to be a striking coincidence, and one to stimulate critical inquiry ; and the coincidence seems still more striking when upon examination we perceive that each play is framed on the same antique Greek model, and that each deals solely with the events of the last day of Samson's life."1

1 Milton and Vondel, p. 159.

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Nor have I the least doubt that Milton read Vondel's

drama, and obtained from it many hints for the construc-

tion of Samson Agonistes. Nevertheless, the two works

are radically different in conception. Samson Agonistes

is mainly lyrical. The history of Samson commended

itself to the poet as a vehicle for his own feelings in the

decline of his days—blind, poor, a political outcast, with

bitter memories of the treatment he had received from his

first wife. Vondel's motive, on the contrary, was above

all things literary. His Samson was the natural sequel

to his Jephthah, the preface to which shows that the

author was aiming at a strict imitation of Greek tragedy,

and was contemplating his subject from a purely artistic

point of view. Mr. Edmundson, indeed, attempts to

prove that in Samson the Dutch poet was moved by a

personal inspiration, namely, resentment against his son's

wife, to whose wasteful extravagance and prodigality his

own misfortunes were due. But he has not produced any

passage from Vondel's play at all corresponding with

Milton's passionate outburst, "O dark, dark, dark, amid

the blaze of noon!" or with the intense bitterness of

feeling displayed in the dialogue between Samson and

Dalilah in the Agonistes. Throughout this poem the

eager sympathy of Milton with his hero is apparent;

yet he has perverted nothing in the Scripture story for

private purposes, and the skill with which he has distri-

buted his own sentiments and experiences between Sam-

son, Dalilah, Manoah, and the chorus, is worthy of the

highest admiration.

The truth is that the grounds on which the charge of

plagiarism is preferred against Milton are in themselves

proofs of the greatness of his genius. In him, as in all

the highest poets, the faculty of creation was accompanied

with extraordinary receptivity : inspiration was directed

by artistic judgment. His mind took readily impressions

from all the spiritual powers that were moulding his age.

I have cited the solemn words in which, twenty-six years

before the publication of Paradise Lost, he had specified

the conditions necessary to the production of a great

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poem.1 The author of these words evidently felt within

himself the lively stirring of some work beyond anything

that he had hitherto produced; yet when they were

written, Comus and Lycidas had already been given to the

world, poems in which Milton had proved his mastery over

two of the mighty conflicting forces by which his age was

agitated. ¶ He had shown by example that it was possible

to blend the genius of pagan art and beauty with the

genius of the Christian religion; that in the true spirit

of the Renaissance there was nothing essentially an-

tagonistic to the spirit of the Reformation. Alone

among his contemporaries he had succeeded in breath-

ing into the forms and images of pastoralism something

of a living moral sentiment. When Spenser had used

the eclogue as a vehicle for theological debate, there

was in his style an obvious strain of archaism and

affectation. Though Fletcher had made use of the

pastoral idea to exalt in his Faithful Shepherdess the

virtue of chastity, the moral effect was impaired by

the sensuous imagery of his play as a whole. But in

the pastoral allusions of Lycidas, and in what Wotton

called the “Doric delicacy” of Comus, there was no jarring

note. L’Allegro and Il Penseroso had breathed into the

abstract Arcadianism of Sidney, Breton, and Barnfield

the spirit of real life, by idealising the familiar objects

of English landscape. ¶

Still, Milton must have felt that there was much in

the character of his age which had not yet been brought

within the compass of his art, and that pastoral poetry

was no fit vehicle for the expression of the Titanic

passions which were rending asunder society. The times

that followed revealed to him the kind of action required

for the composition of a great Christian epic. His

imagination was disciplined by the experience of civil

war. He saw the completion of the first phase in the

struggle between rival forces arrayed against each other

in every section of European society—on the one hand

Catholicism, associated with chivalry, representing the

1 See p. 397, “Neither do I think it shame,” etc.

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old ecclesiastical order ; on the other, the civic spirit of

the Renaissance, in alliance with the religious spirit of

the Protestant Reformation. As Latin Secretary to

Cromwell's Council, he had for some years continued

to enlarge his intellectual culture by that “steady

observation and insight into all seemly and generous arts

and affairs” for which the state of European politics

afforded an opportunity. Hence, though his poetic

faculty seemed through all these years to be lying

fallow, he found, when he began to exercise it again,

that it had been greatly strengthened by political training.

Ideas which before the Civil War were imperfectly

correlated fell into their proper order in his imagination.

Instead of attempting a national epic, such as he had

contemplated in 1639, he now saw his way to one in

which all Christendom would be interested.

As he was able at length to conceive it as a whole,

the poem reflected in its organism each of the fundamental

principles which together made up the life of the Chris-

tian Republic. The subject, which had been treated in

Latin poetry as far back as the days of Avitus, and in

the vernacular by the rude art of Cædmon, was common

to the Church at large. On the other hand, the particular

theological form which the subject assumes in the third

book of Paradise Lost expressed the opinions held by

many sections of the Christian world, more especially in

Teutonic communities, where the questions debated

centuries before between Augustine and Pelagius stirred

the individual imagination to assert its freedom against

the dogmas of Catholic authority.

Curiously blended with this Puritanic theology was a

vein of chivalrous romance. Many passages in Milton's

works show how powerfully the institutions and legends

of chivalry had affected his imagination. In L'Allegro

he had described the Court tournaments of the day :-

Where throngs of knights and barons bold

In weeds of peace high triumphs hold,

With store of ladies, whose bright eyes

Rain influence, and judge the prize (L'A. 119-122).

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His first idea of an epic had been the history of Arthur and his knights :-

Siquando indigenas revocabo in carmina reges,

Arturumque etiam sub terris bella moventem ;

Aut dicam invictæ sociali fœdere mensæ

Magnanimos heroes (Epistola ad Mansum, 80-83).

And though he had rejected the theme, the imagery of the romances continued to haunt his fancy, and furnished him with frequent similes and allusions for the illustration of his angelic action. When the fallen spirits in Paradise Lost muster at the command of Satan, their numbers are compared with

What resounds of Uther's son

Or all who since, baptized or infidel,

Jousted at Aspramont or Montalban,

Damasco, or Marocco, or Trebizond,

Or whom Biserta sent from Afric shore

When Charlemain with all his peerage fell

By Fontarabbia (P.L. 1. 581-587).

Or again in Paradise Regained :-

Such forces met not, nor so wide a camp,

When Agricam, with all his northern powers,

Besieged Albraccan, as romances tell,

The city of Gallaphrone, from thence to win

The fairest of her sex, Angelica,

His daughter, sought by many prowess knights,

Both Paynim, and the peers of Charlemain.

(P.R. iii. 337-343).

The “ spacious hall ” of Pandemonium is likened to

A covered field, where champions bold

Wont ride in armed, and at the Soldan's chair

Defied the best of Panim chivalry

To mortal combat or career of lance (P.L. i. 763-766).

And among the magical enchantments of the banquet offered to the Saviour in the Temptation we read of

Ladies of the Hesperides, that seemed

Fairer than feigned of old, or fabled since

Of fairy damsels, met in forest wide,

By knights of Logres or of Lyons,

Lancelot, or Pelleas, or Pellenore (P.R. ii. 357-361).

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Nor when he was describing the Limbo of Vanity did he fail to bear in mind Ariosto's narrative of Astolfo's voyage to the moon in search of Orlando's wits.

Together with these various elements of religion and race, and in still larger proportions, there is to be found, both in Paradise Lost and in Paradise Regained, the secular spirit of the Italian Renaissance. Whatever was of interest to man living in society—the radical instincts of human character, the conflicting forces of individual wills, the devices of political intrigue, the refinements of art, and the discoveries of science—was learned by the poet in his study of that country whose civic genius above all others excited his admiration. In particular the character of Satan is, in its main features, Italian. He is the embodiment of Machiavellian virtù. That unbending resolution which Marlowe had depicted in the persons of Tamburlaine, Barabas, and Guise is here exhibited in its most magnificent and ideal form. Self-exaltation is the motive of all Satan's conduct. Even in defeat he will never dream of submission :—

What though the field be lost?

All is not lost—the unconquerable will,

And study of revenge, immortal hate,

And courage never to submit or yield ;

And what is else not to be overcome (P.L. 1. 105–109).

Hence the pursuit of evil is to him a logical necessity in action :—

Fallen Cherub, to be weak is miserable,

Doing or suffering; but of this be sure—

To do aught good never will be our task,

But ever to do ill our sole delight,

As being the contrary to His high will

Whom we resist (P.L. i. 157–162).

And every other feeling is to be crushed into subjection to this dominant aim :—

Farewell, remorse! All good to me is lost ;

Evil, be thou my Good : by thee at least

Divided empire with Heaven's King I hold.

(P.L. iv. 109–111).

Nothing, indeed, is more sublime in the rendering of

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Satan's character than his perception of the superiority of

good, and of the hopelessness of his own struggle, while at

the same time he is steadfast in his resolution "never to

submit." Thus, in the grand passage where he is imagined

gazing on the happiness of Adam and Eve :-

Aside the Devil turned

For envy ; yet with jealous leer malign

Eyed them askance, and to himself thus plained :-

"Sight hateful, sight tormenting! Thus these two

Imparadised in one another's arms,

The happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill

Of bliss on bliss ; while I to Hell am thrust,

When neither joy nor love, but fierce desire,

Among our other torments not the least,

Still unfulfilled with pain of longing pines !

Yet let me not forget what I have gained

From their own mouths (P.L. iv. 502-513).

And when he is confronted by the cherub Zephon :-

Abashed the Devil stood,

And felt how awful goodness is, and saw

Virtue in her shape how lovely—saw, and pined

His loss ; but chiefly to find here observed

His lustre visibly impaired ; yet seemed

Undaunted (P.L. iv. 846-851).

As the humanism and individualism of the Renaissance

are vividly reflected in the character of Satan, so is its

political tendency displayed in the various councils in

Pandemonium, as well as in the philosophy put into the

mouth of the Archangel Raphael when discoursing with

Adam and Eve before the Fall ; in the bird's-eye view of

history and society presented by Michael in the vision

after it ; and in the Temptation of the Saviour by the

Devil, when showing Him from the high hill all the

kingdoms of the world. Nor is it the constitution of

human society alone which is idealised in Paradise Lost.

Addison, speaking of the comprehensive scope of the

poem, very justly says :-

As his genius was wonderfully turned to the sublime, his subject is the noblest that could have entered into the thoughts

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of man. Everything that is truly great and astonishing has a

place in it. The whole system of the intellectual world ; the

chaos and the creation ; heaven, earth, and hell ; enter into the

constitution of his poem.1

The relative situation of all the different regions in which

the action passes is very clearly defined, and in forming

his comprehensive view of the universe the poet, in the

midst of his blindness, was able to build his sublime

structure out of the stores of learning accumulated in his

youth. A record of the enthusiasm with which he had

pursued while at Cambridge the study of physical science

remains in the ardent panegyric of his third Prolusio

Oratoria. In his old age, with nothing but memory to

serve him, he reaped the harvest of his labours. The

repeated references in Paradise Lost to Galileo (whom he

had visited in Italy), and to the system of Copernicus,

the many metaphors drawn from chemistry, and the

accurate recollections of places marked in geographers'

maps, bear eloquent testimony to the universality of his

knowledge.

Such was the strife of conflicting elements which the

necessities of art required to be reconciled in the imagina-

tion of the creative poet, a task sufficient to daunt any

genius but one conscious of supreme power. And here

Milton's sense of his own greatness braced him to colossal

efforts.

Oft-times nothing profits more

Than self-esteem, grounded on just and right,

Well managed (P. L. viii. 871-873).

There are, in fact, no features more notable in Paradise

Lost than, on the one hand, Milton's profound belief in

the reality of the inspiration for which he appealed at

the opening of his poem, and on the other, the conscious-

ness that he is able to " manage " it. In Book iii. he

speaks of himself as feeding

On thoughts that voluntary move

Harmonious numbers (P.L. iii. 37-38).

1 Spectator, 315.

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He looks on his blindness as divinely sent to illuminate his understanding :-

So much the rather thou, Celestial Light,

Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers

Irradiate ; there plant eyes ; all mist from thence

Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell

Of things invisible to mortal sight (P.L. iii. 51-55).

In the seventh book, addressing Urania, he says :-

Standing on earth, not rapt above the pole,

More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged

To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days,

On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues,

In darkness, and with dangers compassed round,

And solitude ; yet not alone, while thou

Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn

Purples the east (P.L. vii. 23-30).

And, in the ninth book, he declares himself equal to a subject far transcending that of the Iliad or the Æneid :-

If answerable style I can obtain

Of my celestial Patroness, who deigns

Her nightly visitation unimplored,

And dictates to me slumbering, or inspires

Easy my unpremeditated verse (P.L. ix. 20-24).

But however “ unpremeditated ” might be the inspira-tion itself, nothing could be more deliberate than the art,

nothing more sure than the judgment and tact, with which he brought the conflicting materials at his disposal

into harmonious order. He was aware, for example, of the secular conflict between the civil arts of paganism

and the Christian tradition, but instead of ruthlessly proscribing the former, like Tertullian and Luther, he

contented himself with balancing against each other their respective claims on man's admiration. After the great

vision of Athens in the Temptation, the Saviour is made to say :-

Their orators thou then extoll'st, as those

The top of eloquence—statists indeed

And lovers of their country, as may seem ;

But herein to our Prophets far beneath,

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As men divinely taught, and better teaching

The solid rules of civil government

In their majestic unaffected style,

Than all the oratory of Greece and Rome

(P.R. iv. 353-360).

To have taken up a severer attitude would indeed have

been ingratitude in one who owed so much of his un-

rivalled style to a lifelong study of the poets and orators

of classical antiquity. The same spirit is shown in Milton's

qualified depreciation of the subjects and imagery of

ancient epic or romantic poetry :-

Wars, hitherto the only argument

Heroic deemed, chief mastery to dissect,

With long and tedious havoc, fabled knights

In battles feigned (the better fortitude

Of patience and heroic martyrdom

Unsung), or to describe races and games,

Or tilting furniture, emblazoned shields,

Impresses quaint, caparisons and steeds,

Bases and tinsel trappings, gorgeous knights

At joust and tournament (P.L. ix. 28-37).

But in practice, constant parallels, similes, and allusions

in Paradise Lost to the Iliad, the Æneid, Orlando Furioso,

and Gerusalemme Liberata bear witness to the delight

with which he had read those epic masterpieces.

Perhaps the most signal proof of Milton's artistic

judgment is to be found in the anatomical system

adopted in Paradise Lost. It is evident that his own

belief inclined to the new theories of Copernicus and

Galileo.1 But these were as yet far from having estab-

lished their authority in the opinion of the time, and on

many accounts the Ptolemaic astronomy was more con-

venient than the Copernican for poetical purposes. As it

corresponded with the sensible appearances of things, the

imagination could grasp it with comparative ease, and

Milton, whose business it was to tell "of things invisible

1 That Milton was inclined to the doctrine of these philosophers is evident

from the speech of Raphael in Paradise Lost, book viii. 130-140, where the

various motions of the earth are mentioned, and their possibility suggested,

in a spirit very different from that of Bacon, who (in his De Augmentis) dis-

credits the idea of the earth's diurnal motion. The alternative to the

Ptolemaic theory is also put forward in Paradise Lost, book iii. 483.

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to mortal sight, made use of it to convey to the reader his idea of the relative situations of heaven, hell, and chaos. With him, in fact, scholastic science discharges the same function as allegory does in the scheme of Dante. The Ptolemaic system was also more applicable to the Scriptural narrative of Creation; and Milton, by using the former to interpret the account given in Genesis of the making of the firmament, gave distinct form and imagery to what is there said as to the separation of the waters. His ready concession to established belief prepared the way for the introduction into Paradise Lost of vast stores of curious learning. Mixed with his philosophic reasoning we find countless images drawn from pagan mythology, rabbinical tradition, and obsolete science, but these are so dexterously managed as to avoid the reproach of encouraging fable and error. For example, after the noble lines describing the falling of Mulciber from heaven, he adds: "Thus they relate, Erring"; and when he mentions Adonis he identifies him with Thammuz, whom he may with propriety regard as an actual evil spirit, and rationalises the Greek legend :-

Thammuz came next behind,

Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured

The Syrian damsels to lament his fate

In amorous ditties all a summer's day,

While smooth Adonis from his native rock

Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood

Of Thammuz yearly wounded (P.L. i. 446-452).

Or, modelling himself on the long elaboration of the Homeric simile, he diverts his learning into passages of illustration in order to heighten the vividness and verisimilitude of his narrative. Thus, to give the reader an idea of the sweet odours perceived by Satan in the neighbourhood of Paradise, he writes :-

As when to them who sail

Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past

Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow

Sabean odours from the spicy shore

Of Araby the Blest, with such delay

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Well pleased, they slack their course, and many a league,

Cheered with the grateful smell, old Ocean smiles;

So entertained those odorous sweets the Fiend,

Who came their bane, though with them better pleased

Than Asmodéus with the fishy fume

That drove him, though enamoured, from the spouse

Tobit's son, and with a vengeance sent

From Media post to Egypt, there fast bound (P.L. iv. 159-172).

In completing Samson Agonistes, the last of his three

sacred poems, Milton had been able to put the crown on

all his poetical designs. Henceforth he wrote no more

verse. But, exile from politics though he was, he retained

all his interest in the fortunes of his country, and in 1673,

the year before his death, taking advantage of the public

excitement against the Roman Catholics, he published a

pamphlet, moderate in tone, under the title Of True

Religion, Heresy, Schism, Toleration, and what best means

may be used against the Growth of Popery. An interest-

ing sketch of him in his last days has been left by Pope's

friend, Jonathan Richardson, the painter.

I have heard (says he) many years since that he used to sit

in a gray coarse cloth coat at the door of his house, near Bunhill

Fields, without Moorgate, in warm sunny weather, to enjoy the

fresh air, and so, as well as in his room, received the visits of

distinguished parts as well as quality ; and very lately I had the

good fortune to have another picture of him from an aged clergy-

man of Dorsetshire, Dr. Wright. He found him in a small

house, he thinks but one room on a floor. In that, up one pair

of stairs, which was hung with a rusty green, he found John

Milton sitting in an elbow chair, black clothes, and neat enough ;

pale but not cadaverous ; his hands and fingers gouty, and with

chalk stones. Among other discourse, he expressed himself to

this purpose—that, was he tolerably free from the pain this gave

him, his blindness would be tolerable.1

In this atmosphere of calm and obscurity the greatest

of the non-dramatic poets of mediæval England passed to

his rest. He died on Sunday, 8th November 1674, and

was buried near his father, on 12th November, in the

church of St. Giles, Cripplegate.

1 Explanatory Notes and Remarks on Milton's Paradise Lost, by J.

Richardson, Father and Son, pp. iv.-v.

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THE VERSIFICATION, VOCABULARY, AND SYNTAX OF

MILTON

The style of Milton reflects the complexity of his thought, which I have attempted to analyse in the last chapter. As his poetical imagination is the mirror of all

the great forces operating in the first half of the seven-

teenth century on the mind of the English people, so is

his poetical diction the noblest monument of art achieved

by the combination of the Saxon and Latin elements in

our language. In examining the character of this fusion

I shall begin with the versification (particularly that of

Paradise Lost), since in poetry the vocabulary is largely

determined by the tendencies of the metre, and the metre

again is the most efficient factor in the grammatical

arrangement of the words. The metre of Paradise Lost

is described by Milton himself in the short note prefixed

to that poem :—

The measure is English heroic verse without rime, as that of

Homer in Greek, and of Virgil in Latin—rime being no necessary

adjunct or true ornament of poem or good verse, in longer works

especially, but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off

wretched matter and lame metre ; graced indeed since by the

use of some famous modern poets, carried away by custom, but

much to their own vexation, hindrance, and constraint, to express

many things otherwise, and for the most part worse, than they

would have expressed them. Not without cause, therefore, some

both Italian and Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rime

both in longer and shorter works, as have also since our best

English tragedies, as a thing of itself to all judicious ears, trivial

and of no true musical delight ; which consists only in apt

numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn

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out from one verse into another, not in the jingling sound of like endings,—a fault avoided by the learned ancients both in poetry and all good oratory. This neglect then of rime so little is to be taken for a defect, though it may seem so perhaps to vulgar readers, that it rather is to be esteemed an example set, the first in English, of ancient liberty recovered to heroic poem from the troublesome and modern bondage of riming.

The tone of this is polemical and somewhat arrogant Considering that in every country of modern Europe rhyme had been adopted as the basis of metrical composition, it seems presumptuous to say that the principle had been originally adopted "to set off wretched matter and lame metre." Nor is it in any way true that the use of rhyme by poets like Dante, Chaucer, and Ariosto leads them, " much to their own vexation, hindrance, and constraint, to express things otherwise, and for the most part worse, than they would have expressed them." Rather is it difficult to conceive that the peculiar thought of Dante and Ariosto could have been so characteristically expressed in rhymeless verse as in terza or ottava rima.

To pretend that rhyme was adopted by modern poets solely to produce the cheap pleasure arising from "the jingling sound of like endings " was disingenuous. Rhyme had no doubt been properly rejected in "our best English tragedies" ; but that was because rhymeless verse was obviously the fitting vehicle for dialogue on the stage : it did not necessarily follow that blank verse was to be universally preferred to rhyme as a vehicle for epic poetry.

The presumptuous note in Milton's preface is to be explained by the circumstances of his time. In it the spirit of Ascham, Harvey, Campion, and other scholars, the refined champions of humanism, seems to be protesting, in a later age, against the taste which had banished from the drama the blank verse of the great Elizabethan poets, to make way for the rhyming couplet, used in French tragedy, and effective, in its own kind, for the purposes of rhetorical declamation and pointed antithesis. Anticipating the objections likely to be brought by the reader of his day against blank verse, Milton, as a controver-

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sialist, uses the language of disdainful exaggeration, which, under the circumstances, is both natural and legitimate.

Still the atmosphere of partisanship tends to obscure what is in itself a scientific question—viz. the right usage of English verse, with or without rhyme—and this question has been still further perplexed by the praiseworthy but conflicting attempts of modern scholars to reduce our difficult prosody to something like a regular system.

Two main and antagonistic theories have been applied to the scansion of English verse. One is based on the Anglo-Saxon element in our language, and seeks to explain everything by the operation of accent and cæsura or pause. It was started in 1838 by Dr. Guest, author of the History of English Rhythms, who considers that all English metres take their rise in a system of versification which he thus describes :-

Our Anglo-Saxon poems consist of certain sections bound together in pairs by alliteration. The pure elementary section cannot have more than three, or less than two, accents. Each couple of adjacent accents must be separated by not more than two unaccented syllables ; but two accents may come together, if the place of the intervening syllable is supplied by a pause, called the sectional pause. When the accent is separated by one syllable, the rhythm is called common measure; when by two, triple measure. A section may begin (and similarly it may end) with an accented syllable or with not more than two unaccented syllables. There are three pauses which serve for the regulation of the rhythm, final, middle, and sectional. The two former are necessary and essential, the third is exceptional. The final pause occurs at the end of a verse, the middle pause divides it into two sections, the sectional pause is found in the middle of one of these sections. As a general rule, we may lay it down that the final and middle pauses ought always to coincide with the close of a sentence or clause. We never meet with a grammatical stop in the middle of a section. The sectional pause seems to have been only used before words on which it was intended to throw a powerful emphasis.1

I do not cite this passage because I think it a correct description of Anglo-Saxon verse, but because it illustrates-

1 Guest, as summarised in Mayor's Chapters on English Metre (2nd ed.), pp. 13, 14.

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trates the prosodical system applied by one set of critics,

who attempt to explain the structure of every English

ten-syllable verse that does not follow the most common

type entirely by the fall of the accent or stress, and by

the operation of the metrical pause, without reference to

the number of syllables in the line distributed into

measures resembling the classical feet. In this latter

respect Dr. Guest has been followed by critics who dis-

agree with him on other points, such as Professor Skeat

and Mr. Bridges. In opposition to this principle,

Mr. Mayor—whose reasoning on the whole coincides

with Dr. Abbott's, and with whom, of all English writers

on English prosody, I find myself most generally in

agreement—says :—

I am in favour of scanning by feet, on the ground that it is

both natural and necessary, and also that it is scientific. . . .

The foot is the unit which by repetition constitutes the line ; the

syllable is a mere fraction, and no index to the metre. On the

other hand, to assume a larger unit, such as Dr. Guest's section,

or the double foot, the μέτρων implied by the terms trimeter and

tetrameter, is contrary to the feeling of English verse, and the

latter is altogether unsuitable for the description of our heroic

metre, which in its simplest form has five equal beats, and in no

way suggests two wholes and a half. As regards the name “foot,”

for which Mr. Ellis would substitute “measure,” it seems to me

a matter of little importance ; “measure” no doubt expresses its

meaning more clearly than the metaphorical “foot,” but the latter

is in possession, while the former is generally understood in a

wider and more abstract sense.1

The only possible objection that I see to this system,

derived, of course, from classical poetry, is that it may

encourage the belief that the English “foot” contains

“quantities.” Doubtless “it cannot be denied that there

is to the ear a strong resemblance between the rhythm

of the English accentual, and the Greek quantitative

iambic and trochaic, and it is certainly more convenient

to speak of ‘iambic’ than of ‘ascending disyllabic’ :

moreover, there are English metrical movements which in

the fall of the accent exactly resemble the classical dactyl

1 Chapters on English Metre (2nd ed 1901), p. 7.

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or the anapæst. But it is equally certain that in the

English heroic measure lines are constantly recurring only

to be scanned on the supposition that they contain the

"pyrrhic" ( ˘ ˘), and without some added principle of

metrical compensation, it seems questionable whether two

stressless syllables can be regarded as constituting a

"foot." In measuring each line entirely by "feet," Mr.

Mayor is, perhaps, inclined to underestimate the opera-

tion of the "cæsura," or pause in the line, to which Dr. Guest

and his school rightly attach great importance ; and though

I think, with Mr. Mayor, that the character of English

verse is best understood by distributing the syllables into

movements resembling the classical "feet," I am also of

opinion that, for the right understanding of Miltonic blank

verse, the principle must be supplemented by reference to

Anglo-Saxon influences in the language. To suppose,

with Dr. Guest, that these influences are the predominant

ones, is to ignore the historic development of English

poetry. The alliterative Saxon versification was finally

displaced when Chaucer naturalised French metres in our

language, and to the strictly iambic cadence of these

metres we must trace the normal character of the heroic

verse, as described by Mr. Mayor and Dr. Abbott. So

complete was the victory obtained by the French prin-

ciple, that in Elizabeth's reign, when the accent was

beginning to fix itself, Gascoigne lamented that the iambic

foot was the only one recognised in English verse.

Nevertheless closer observation shows that, from the very

first, not only the trochee, but also the dactylic or anapæstic

or tribrach movement, inherent in Anglo-Saxon, exerted a

powerful influence on the new metrical system. We

constantly meet in Chaucer's verse with lines like these :-

Of Engelond, to Canterbury they wende.

And wonderly deliver and greet of strengthe

In all the hous was non so litel a knave.

And for to fastne his hood under his chin.

So estatly was he of his governance.

In all these instances a syllable has somehow to be

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got rid of in order to make the metre conform to the

normal iambic movement of decasyllabic verse, and the

natural explanation seems to be that the Saxon habit

of slurring syllables made it easy to modify the French

practice to that extent. When Surrey introduced blank

verse he continued the triple movement in such lines as :--.

To revenge | my town | unto | such ru|in wrought.|

In the void | porches | Phœnix | Ulyss|es eke.|

Like to | the adder | with ven|omous herb|ës fed.|

In these examples vowels are slurred or elided, as a

rule, only before another vowel or a liquid, but when

blank verse was adopted as the metrical vehicle of the

drama, the license, legitimated by the ancient tendency

of the Anglo-Saxon, was of course largely extended. In

Shakespeare we frequently find vowels passed over quickly

or elided before other than liquid consonants as:--

And are | upon | the Med|i|terran|ean flote |

(Tempest, i. 2. 234).

Let [me] see, | let [me] see; | is not | the leaf | turned down ?

(Julius Cæsar, iv. 3. 273).

Go make | thyself | like [a] nymph | [o'] the sea ; | be subject

To [no] sight | but thine | and mine (Tempest, i. 2. 301).

Like to | a vag|a|bond flag | upon | the stream |

(Antony and Cleopatra, i. 4. 45).

in all which lines it is plain that we must scan by means

of the swift triple rhythm which causes the Saxon element

in English to be so sharply contrasted with the French

or Latin.

Milton, then, found existing in the language a certain

rhythmical character which he had to manipulate in his

epic narrative. The law or type by which he was con-

stantly guided was the ordinary line of English blank

verse, ultimately derived from the French decasyllable,

and described by Dr. Abbott as consisting "of five feet of

two syllables each, the second syllable in each foot being

accented," as in the line--

Of thát for bídden tréé, whose mórtál táste (P.L. i. 2).

But, as Dr. Abbott justly says, "this line is too mono-

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tonous and formal for frequent use"; and to procure the

"true musical delight" arrived at throughout Paradise

Lost, Milton modifies the type by an almost infinite

number of variations, evolved out of the twofold genius

of the language and the metrical usage of his predecessors.

When he speaks of this "musical delight" as depending

on "apt numbers" he is partly declaring that the accent

must be justly distributed, and partly asserting the same

principle as Pope, who prescribes that "the sound should

seem an echo to the sense." The phrase "fit quantity of

syllables" does not, I think, imply that Milton considered

every English syllable to have a long or short value, as

in Latin verse, but that blank verse might be extended

beyond the usual number of ten syllables when its sense

and feeling so required. Accordingly one of the most

noticeable features in all of his poems which are composed

in blank verse is the frequent introduction of the tri-

syllabic foot. Mr. Bridges, who, in his admirable treatise

on Milton's Prosody, has classified, with great minuteness

and accuracy, the various conditions under which Milton

uses this movement, reasons as follows upon the subject :-

Milton came to scan his verses one way, and to read them

another. . . . We may say generally that Milton's system in

Paradise Lost was an attempt to keep blank verse decasyllabic

by means of fictions : or (if we suppose that he admitted the

principle of metrical equivalence, i.e. the principle by which a place

which can be occupied by a long syllable may admit two short

ones in its stead) it may be said that he formulated the con-

ditions most common to those syllables which experience showed

were oftenest and best used for trisyllabic places, and then worked

within the lines which he had drawn.1

Of these alternatives I greatly prefer the second.

Milton did not subject his verses to any fixed system of

scansion. He wrote by the guide of his refined and

musical ear, nor did he require the aid of "fictions" to

legitimise the introduction of the trisyllabic foot, which

was inherent in the nature of the language, and had been

recognised by long poetical usage. Mr. Bridges is of

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opinion that Milton in Samson Agonistes "threw off the

syllabic trammels of his early style, though he learnedly

disguised his liberty by various artifices."1 It seems to

me truer to say that Milton introduced into Samson

Agonistes many rhythmical movements which are not to

be found in Paradise Lost; but that he did so on the

authority of Shakespeare's example,-because dramatic

verse evidently enjoys a larger liberty than epic,—still

limiting, however, his own liberty more strictly than

Shakespeare had done. We do not find in Paradise Lost

lines like these :-

The worst of all indig|nities yet | on me | (S.A. 1341).

Wilt thou, then, serve the Phil|istines with | that gift? (S.A. 577).

In Paradise Lost the trisyllabic foot is used as a rule

only when two vowels come together (w not being

reckoned as a separating letter), or are separated from

each other by a single liquid consonant. But this hardly

warrants us in saying dogmatically that Milton in his

epic poem "bound himself" by a cast-iron rule; nor do

I think we can decide with any confidence that, in Samson

Agonistes, he "did not think it worth while to keep strictly

to his laws of 'elision,' but that he approved of the great

rhythmical experiments which he had made, and extended

these."2 If Milton in Paradise Lost merely refined and

limited a usage which is common throughout English

poetry, why should he be supposed to have invented for

himself an experimental prosody?

Apart from the trisyllabic foot, additional syllables are

found in Milton's blank verse, some of which are to be

explained by ordinary usage, while others must be ac-

cepted on his own supreme musical authority. Of the

former class the weak extra syllable at the end of the

line is of course a survival or modification of the old

feminine rhyme, which had become common in dramatic

usage. Such is the line—

Of rebel angels by whose aid aspir[ing] (P.L. i. 38).

Here and there also there is an extra syllable, which has

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to be accounted for by the occurrence of an emphatic pause, as—

Of high collateral glory : Him thrones and powers (P.L. x. 86).1

Out, out, hyæna! These are thy wonted arts (S.A. 748).

This again is a rhythmical effect found in our earliest poets, and extremely common in the dramatists and in the earlier stages of the language,2 which therefore requires no special explanation. But there are other lines, containing a hyper-metrical syllable, which can hardly be analysed on the theory either of a trisyllabic foot or of the operation of the cæsura ; e.g.:—

Of | rainbows and starry eyes. The waters thus (P.L. vii. 446).

Shoots | invisible virtue even to the deep (P.L. iii. 568).

In both these lines the omission of the first syllable would leave a normal verse, except that in the one there would be a trochee in the first foot, and in the other an anapæstic movement in the second foot. In the former example we may get rid of the extra syllable by eliding, as Mr. Mayor suggests, the y in “starry”; but it is hardly possible not to lay a strong stress on such an important word as “shoots” in the second example. I can only suppose that Milton intended something symbolic by the rhythm—perhaps the expression of long-continued, though invisible, movement—and that, for this purpose, he used a quasi-Alexandrine. On the same principle he may have deliberately introduced an occasional discord, as in the line,

Burnt after them to the bottomless pit (P.L. vi. 866),

which, though it contains ten syllables, cannot possibly be made harmonious by the standard of the accent. So again, in imitation of the Italian hendecasyllable, Milton more than once uses two successive trochees at the opening of a line, as :—

1 Mr. Bridges says (p. 8) this line is to be explained by elision. I cannot think he is right. The pause is too emphatic to allow the voice to run swiftly on from the word “glory” to “Him.”

2 See vol. i. p. 330.

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Úni|vérsal | reproach, far worse to bear (P.L. vi. 34).

Ín the | vísons | of God. It was a hill (P.L. xi. 377),

and sometimes even the iambic opening followed by a trochee :-

Inclínes | héere to | continue and build up here (P.L. ii. 313)

Amóng | daúghters | of men the fairest found (P.R. ii. 154).

All these departures from the normal type of the heroic line must be respectfully accepted by the reader in deference to Milton's supreme genius as a metrical musician, seeking by different artifices to vary the cadence of his verse.

But the question of " apt numbers and fit quantity of syllables " in the single line is only one element in the complex harmony of Milton's blank verse. A still more important factor is what he describes as " the sense variously drawn out from one verse to another "; and here what is chiefly worthy of remark is his consummate skill in the management of the cæsura. The cæsura is an effect inherent both in the Anglo-Saxon and French systems of versification. Dr. Guest, who has confounded the two systems, says : " There are three pauses which serve for the regulation of the rhythm, final, middle, and sectional. " What he calls the " sectional " pause is an arbitrary distinction of his own, not specifically noticed by those writers on our prosody whose opinions on the subject are most valuable, as dating from times when the musical traditions of our poetry were still preserved. The origin of the cæsuras was evidently in a condition of things when verse and song were united : they marked the point in the verse where the singer paused—however imperceptibly—to take breath. " They have, " as Gascoigne says in his Instructions, " been first devised (as should seem) by the musician. " 1 A very full account of the operation of the cæsura is found in Puttenham's Art of Poetry; and this is especially valuable, because, though inaccurate in some particulars, it shows what was the practice of English verse-writers at a time when the rhythms

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the language were beginning to be determined by new

conditions :-

If there be no cesure at all, and the verse long, the less is

the maker's skill and hearer's delight. Therefore in a verse of

twelve syllables, the cesure ought to be full right upon the sixth

syllable : in a verse of eleven upon the sixth, leaving five to

follow. In a verse of ten upon the fourth, leaving six to follow.

In a verse of nine upon the fourth, leaving five to follow. In a

verse of eight just in the midst, that is upon the fourth. In a

verse of seven either upon the fourth, or none at all, the metre

very ill brooking any pause. In a verse of six syllables and

under is needed no cesure at all, because the breath asketh no

relief : yet if ye give any comma it is to make distinction of

sense, more than for anything else : and such cesure must never

be made in the midst of a word, if it be well appointed. So

may you see that the use of these pauses or distinctions is not

generally with the vulgar poet, as it is with the prose writer,

because, the poet's chief music lying in his rhyme or concord to

hear the symphony, he maketh all the haste he can to be at an

end of his verse, and delights not in many steps by the way, and

therefore giveth but one cesure to any verse : and thus much for

the sounding of a metre. Nevertheless he may use in any verse

both his comma, colon, and interrogative point, as well as in

prose. But our ancient rhymers, as Chaucer, Lydgate, and

others, used these cesures either very seldom, or not at all, or

else very licentiously, and many times made their metres (they

called them riding rhyme) of such unshapely words as would

allow no convenient cesure, and therefore did let their rhymes

run out at length, and never stayed till they came to the end :

which manner though it were not to be misliked in some sort of

metre, yet in every long verse the cesure ought to be kept pre-

cisely, if it were but to serve as a law to correct the licen-

tiousness of rhymers, besides that it pleaseth the ear better, and

showeth more cunning in the maker by following the rule of his

restraint.1

In this passage there are several points of great

historical importance. (I) It is evident that Puttenham

and his contemporaries were ignorant of the principle of

Chaucer's versification, which, according to the pronuncia-

tion of his time, was as regularly iambic in its structure

as their own, and as strictly measured by the number of

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syllables in the line, and by the cæsura. (2) The opera-

tion of the musical cæsura was still so powerful, that

Puttenham determines its position in the line by a purely

mechanical calculation of the number of syllables. (3)

As the cadence of the metre was determined by the

rhyme, the tendency of the metrical period was to close

at the places which made the symphony : the poet or

singer, as Puttenham says, “ maketh all the haste he can

to be at an end of his verse.” (4) But since verse

had ceased to be sung, the sense was beginning strongly

to assert itself in the metre against the sound, and a new

kind of cæsura, depending on the grammar (marked, as

Puttenham says, by “ the comma, colon, and interrogative

point ”), was recognised as affecting the rhythm.

From this stage the effects of the new influence in

our poetry may be historically traced. The rhyming

heroic metre passed through a regular course of develop-

ment up to the time of Pope, in whose hands it received

its final polish. By the natural genius of the metre the

sentence came more and more to be confined within the

limits of the couplet, but the musical ear of Pope dis-

covered the necessity of avoiding monotony by the varia-

tion of the middle pause in each line. The rules he laid

down for himself are detailed in a letter to his friend

Cromwell, and are deserving of close attention from all

modern writers on the subject :—

Every nice ear must, I believe, have observed that, in any

smooth English verse of ten syllables, there is naturally a pause,

either at the fourth, fifth, or sixth syllables ; as, for example,

Waller :—

At the fifth : Where'er thy navy spreads her canvas wings,

At the fourth : Homage to thee and peace to all she brings.

At the sixth : Like tracks of leverets in morning snow.

Now I fancy that, to preserve an exact harmony and variety,

none of these pauses should be continued above three lines

together without the interposition of another ; else it will be apt

to weary the ear with one continued tune—at least it does mine.1

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Such was the rule for the treatment of the heroic metre, as determined by symphony. But when blank verse was introduced by Surrey, and adopted as a vehicle for dramatic dialogue, a new principle of harmony at once came into operation. The ten syllables (or their equivalent) were required for the marking of the time, so that the final and middle pauses were still observed for musical purposes; but the place of the latter pause was powerfully affected by the increased importance of the grammatical cæsura, and instead of being limited in range between the fourth syllable and the sixth inclusive, the effect of the sound was so distributed that the middle pause could be made to fall anywhere between the second and the ninth, according to the grammatical requirements of the sentence.

This evolution of ten-syllable blank verse was, however, accomplished very gradually. When Surrey introduced the measure he did little more than deprive it of its rhyming limits. His pauses are usually at the close of the line, and in the places noted by Pope as proper for the cæsura in the rhyming measure, as in the example given by Mr. Mayor :-

Sweet spoils, whiles God | and destinies it would,

Receive this sprite, | and rid me of these cares :

I lived, and ran the course | fortune did grant ;

And under earth | my great ghost now shall wend :

A goodly town I built, | and saw my walls ;

Happy, alas, | too happy, if these coasts

The Trojan ships | had never touchèd aye.1

The adoption of blank verse on the stage, and Marlowe's declamatory style, caused a large extension in the limits of the sentence. The following may be taken as a good example of Marlowe's style :-

  1. What is beauty, | saith my sufferings, then ?

  2. If all the pens | that ever poets held

  3. Had fed the feeling | of their masters' thoughts,

  4. And every sweetness | that inspired their hearts,

  5. Their minds, and muses, | on admirèd themes ;

  6. If all the heavenly quintessence they still

  7. From their immortal flowers | of poesy,

1 Mayor, Chapters of English Metre, p. 162.

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  1. Wherein, | as in a mirror, | we perceive

  2. The highest reaches | of a human wit;

  3. If these had made | one poem's period,

  4. And all combined | in beauty's worthiness;

  5. Yet should there hover | in their restless heads

  6. One thought, one grace, | one wonder at the least,

  7. Which into words | no virtue can digest.1

Here the noticeable features, besides the length of the sentence, are the pause at the close of each line, and, as a rule, the fall of the middle musical pause within the range prescribed by Pope. But the force of the grammatical pause is beginning to be strongly felt. Line 6, for example, has no cæsura ; and, on the other hand, in line 8, the effect of the pause is distributed between the second syllable and the seventh. In Shakespeare's early dramas, while he was still under the influence of Marlowe, the same rhythmical characteristics may be observed ; but, as the dramatic thought and emotion he expressed became more complex, he tended more and more to close his sentences in the middle of his lines, and in proportion as he did this, he of course varied the place of the internal pause.

Milton, as his prefatory note before Paradise Lost shows, had evidently formed his blank verse style on a careful study of the dramatists. But as his poem is epic, not dramatic, the measure in his hands necessarily becomes more artificial than it is found to be in any drama. His object, as he says, was to compose periods with "the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another, not in the jingling sound of like endings." For this purpose he united all the artifices found in the usage of his predecessors. His sentences are often as long as Marlowe's : for example, the opening sentence of Paradise Lost, which extends over sixteen lines. But these sentences are broken by an endless variety of sections and pauses, so that each verse contains not only the essential rhythmical pause, but also a grammatical one. The total result seems to be that, owing to the removal of the rhyme, the stress of the rhythm is made to depend increasingly upon the sense; or, to use the phrase of Mr. Bridges, "the

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stress declares its supremacy." On the other hand, what

the same critic calls " the syllabic trammels " are scrupu-

lously observed, for Milton knew that the ten syllables,

or their equivalents, were necessary for marking time.

The range of the pause is extended beyond what is usual

in the rhyming couplet, falling anywhere from the second

syllable up to the ninth. Nevertheless a nice ear will note

that the old principle of the musical cæsura still operates,

however much it is modified by the grammatical pause.

In reading or reciting Paradise Lost justly, it is always

necessary to mark the measure by an almost imperceptible

pause at the close of each line. Contrarily, the old

internal pause is most subtly modified, in the gram-

matical involution of the sentence, by a series of sub-

ordinate clauses, so that, for the sake of emphasis, the

voice often makes two or even more pauses in reading

the line, as :—

Add the humble shrub,

And bush, | with frizzled hair implicit, | last.

Rose, | as in dance, | the stately trees, | and spread

Their branches, | hung with copious fruit, | or gemmed

Their blossoms.

I scarcely think it is correct to speak, as some do, of the

cæsura falling after the first syllable or the ninth. Rather

the cæsura is, so to speak, split up, in order that "the

sound may seem an echo to the sense." And even

where the pause seems to fall after the third or the

seventh syllable, there is generally something in the

sound of the verse which justifies such a division. For

example :—

The dry land Earth, and the great receptacle

Of congregated waters, he called Seas ;

where the dragging of the three monosyllables at the end

of the second line balances, to some extent, the sonorous

agglomeration of the seven syllables immediately preceding.

With such admirable skill did Milton extend the

liberties of English heroic blank verse, defined as these had

originally been by the law of the French metre,—the

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ten syllables, the iambic rhythm, and the rhyme,—

by intermingling with it movements inherent in Anglo-

Saxon—the trisyllabic foot, and the more varied stress

of rhymeless verse. Perhaps an even greater proof of

his musical genius is found in the use which he makes

of the Anglo-Saxon principle of alliteration to bind

together his periods in a single chain of harmony. We

have seen that, though the alliterative system of versi-

fication disappeared with Langland, alliteration itself never

ceased to influence the structure of English verse. In the

last quarter of the sixteenth century English poets were

much given to “hunting the letter,” but they practised

the art mechanically, merely seeking to string together

words beginning with the same letter. Milton, on the

contrary, combines the letters of his words with the nicest

refinement, carrying his alliteration through periods of

“linked sweetness long drawn out,” in such a way that

the ear is able to trace the windings of the stream of

harmony from the beginning of the sentence to its close.

This effect, which may be studied in almost any descrip-

tive passage in Paradise Lost, is illustrated in the two

following passages, where it will be noticed that the

alliteration lies not only in the initial letter, but in the

use of liquids, labials, and dentals at measured intervals :—

What resounds,

In fable or romance, of Uther's son,

Begirt with British and Armoric knights;

And all who since, baptized or infidel,

Jousted in Aspramont, or Montalbán,

Damasco, or Morocco, or Trebisond

Or whom Biserta sent from Afric shore,

When Charlemain with all his peerage fell

By Fontarabbi

Or again :—

And ladies of the Hesperides, that seemed

Fairer than feigned of old, or fabled since

Of faery damsels, met in forest wide,

By knights of Logres or of Lyons,

Lancelot, or Pelleas, or Pellenore.

The extremely artificial and elaborate character of

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Milton's versification is heightened by his selection of

words and by their grammatical arrangement. While the

subject of Paradise Lost was of a kind to arouse the

highest interest of mankind, the action generally was

raised so far above the ordinary sympathies of humanity,

that it required for its expression some vehicle less

familiar than the common idioms of English speech. In

the choice of his poetical vocabulary Milton paid strict

attention to the principles laid down by Aristotle in the

Poetics, and in carrying these out he received much

assistance from the general tendencies of his time.

Throughout the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries

there had been, as we have already observed, a movement in

all countries of Europe for the refinement of the vernacular

tongue, especially when employed in literary composition.

From Guevara to Quevedo and Gongora in Spain ; from

Ronsard and the Pleiad to Henri de Balzac in France, a

succession of poets and prose-writers had made it their

aim to amplify and decorate the structure of the common

speech by the coinage of words derived from the Latin

and Greek languages, as well as by introducing forms of

composition imitated from those literatures. In England

the movement took a twofold direction. As our language

was largely composed of Latin, as well as of Teutonic

elements, the poets, in seeking to raise their diction above

common usage, joined the principle of novel coinage to that

of antiquarian revival. In speaking of the style of Spenser,

in the Shepherd's Calendar, his commentator E. K. says:

" He hath laboured to restore, as to their rightful heritage,

such good and natural English words, as have been long

time out of use." Spenser's themes being themselves

invariably either of an allegorical or an archaic nature,

this unreal mode of expression was legitimate, and taken

in connection with his syntax—or what E. K. calls " the

knitting together of words and sentences"—the effect of

the old English nouns combined with adjectives after the

Latin model was highly poetical.

Phineas and Giles Fletcher, who carried on Spenser's

allegorical style, dropped much of his deliberate Saxon

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archaism, and occupied themselves mainly with coining

words, constructed sometimes on a Saxon, sometimes

on a Latin groundwork. In Phineas Fletcher's poems

we find for example : "dispread," "dispend" (Purple

Island, iv. 24) ; "uncloud" (Purple Island, xii. 51) ;

"closulets" (Purple Island, vi. 11) ; "spanglets" (Purple

Island, xii. 60) ; "circlets" (Purple Island, xii. 84) ;

"dolours" (Purple Island, vii. 57) ; "geminies" (Purple

Island, x. 24) ; "eternised" (Purple Island, vi. 58) ;

"regiment," i.e. the place governed (Purple Island,

x. 4) ; "revolture" (Purple Island, iv. 24). Giles

Fletcher is more extravagant in his coinage, e.g.: "in-

deflourishing" (Christ's Victory in Heaven, 46) ; "im-

branded" (Christ's Victory in Heaven, 40) ; "moistered"

(Christ's Victory in Heaven, 40) ; "ydraded" (Christ's

Victory in Heaven, 40) ; "elamping" (Christ's Victory in

Heaven, 41) ; "devowed" (Christ's Victory in Heaven, 84) ;

"enslumbered" (Christ's Triumph over Death, 49) ; "en-

gladded" (Christ's Triumph after Death, 2) ; "embrave"

(Christ's Triumph after Death, 27) ; "unbrested" (Christ's

Triumph after Death, 40) ; "eblazed" (Christ's Victory

on Earth, 41) ; "depastured" (Christ's Victory on Earth, 40) ;

"appetence" (Christ's Victory on Earth, 40) ; "elonging"

(Christ's Victory on Earth, 24) ; "debellished" (Christ's

Triumph over Death, 59).

Milton, in his vocabulary, shows traces of the influence

both of Spenser and of the Fletchers. His archaisms

are comparatively few in number, but we find : "swinkt"

(Comus, 293) ; "tedded" (P.L. ix. 450) ; "rathe" (Lycidas,

  1. ; "frounced" (Il P. 123) ; "glibbed" (P.R. i. 375) ;

"nathless" (P.L. i. 299) ; "scrannel" (Lycidas, 124) ;

"bearth" (P.L. ix. 624) ; "frore" (P.L. ii. 595), etc. On

the other hand, his coinage from the Latin is abundant.

Sometimes he treads in the footsteps of the Fletchers

(particularly Giles) in forming such compounds as

"debel" (P.R. iv. 605) ; "displode" (P.L. vi. 605) ;

"disglorified" (S.A. 442) ; "imparadised" (P.L. iv.

  1. ; "impregn" (P.L. iv. 500) ; "inabstinence"

(P.L. xi. 476). But his own creations, introduced

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evidently for metrical purposes, are far freer and more daring than anything to be found in his predecessors.

Words founded directly on the Latin or Greek are frequent, the following being only a few of the examples:

"alimentary," "adust," "altern," "atheous," "arborous,"

"attrite," "acquist," "azurn," "battailous," "cataphracts,"

"conglobe," "concoctive," "conflagrant," "immanacled,"

"immedicable," "illaudable," "innumerous," "jaculation,"

"myrrhine," "nocent," "paranymph," "petrific," "pleni-

potent," "pontifical" (bridge-making), "villatic," "volant,"

"voluble." Words of this kind are judiciously mixed with Saxon monosyllables.

In the syntax of Paradise Lost the most noticeable feature is the effect produced by the abandonment of rhyme.

Spenser's grammatical arrangement of words was mainly determined by the complexity of his nine-line stanza, and by the necessity of finding frequent rhymes.

The general result may be noted, if his verse be written as prose. Take, for example, the two stanzas describing Eumnestes in the House of Alma :-

This man of infinite remembrance was, and things foregone through many ages held, which he remembered still as they did pass, ne suffered them to perish through long eld, as all else which this world doth weld ; but laid them up in his immortal scrine, where they for ever incorrupted dwelled. The wars he well remembered of King Nine; of old Assaracus and Inachus divine. Amidst them all he in a chair was set, tossing and turning them withouten end; but, for he was unable them to set, a little boy did on him still attend, to reach whenever he for ought did send ; and oft, when things were lost or laid amiss, that boy them sought, and unto him did lend : therefore he Anamnestes cleped is, and that old man Eumnestes, by their properties.

Apart from the archaic words ("foregone," "ne," "eld,"

"the which," "weld," "scrine" (desk), "cleped," and the auxiliary "did"), what chiefly distinguishes this passage from prose is the frequency of inversion rendered necessary by the rhymes. The same phenomenon may be observed in the imitation of Spenser's allegory by Phineas Fletcher, who in other respects shows an intention of abandoning his master's archaism and bringing

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his syntax more closely into conformity with ordinary usage :--

Eumnestes old, who in his living screen--his mindful breast

--the rolls and records bears of all the deeds and men which he

hath seen, and keeps locked up in faithful registers. Well he

recalls Nimrod's first tyranny, and Babel's pride daring the lofty

sky; well he recalls the earth's twice-growing infancy. Therefore

his body weak, his eyes half-blind, but mind more fresh and

strong--(ah, bitter fate!) : and as his carcase so his house de-

clined; yet were the walls of firm and able state. Only on him

a nimble page attends, who, when for aught the aged grandsire

sends, with swift yet backward steps his willing aidance lends.

By rejecting as his metrical vehicle the rhyming

stanza, in which the sentence was naturally broken up

into a number of short periods marked by the symphony,

Milton made an approach towards the principle of har-

monious writing in prose. "The sense" was to be

"variously drawn out from one sentence to another," and

for this purpose an apt model presented itself in the

long Latin sentence in which the principal verb was

elaborately surrounded by a network of subordinate and

nicely balanced clauses. We have traced the first begin-

nings of the Latin style in the prose of Lyly, the influence

of whose mannerism is still manifest in two of the most

remarkable prose-writers of the first half of the seven-

teenth century, Burton and Sir Thomas Browne.

The former of these authors exhibits the effects pro-

duced on style by the encyclopædic learning in the scholastic

system, which, having now formed a junction with the erudi-

tion of classical antiquity, began to seek an outlet for its

volume of thought in a larger vocabulary and protracted

periods of expression. Humorous, sarcastic, and sceptical,

Burton distributed his vast accumulations of knowledge

through sentences consisting of many clauses loosely knitted

together, mixing his Latin citations with English render-

ings, the wisdom of the heathen orators and poets with the

theology of the Christian Fathers, and emphasising the

studied irregularity of his grammar by the sharp antithesis of

his thought. The following passage from the introduction

to the Anatomy affords a good example of his manner :--

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And that which Hippocrates in his epistle to Dionysius represents of old is verified in our times, Quisque in alio superfluum esse censet, ipse quod non habet nec curat; that which he hath not himself, or doth not esteem, he accounts superfluity, an idle quality, a mere foppery, in another: like Æsop's fox, when he had lost his tail, would have all his fellow foxes cut off theirs.

The Chinese say that we Europeans have one eye, they themselves two, all the world else is blind; (though Scaliger accounts them brutes too, merum pecus): so those and thy sectaries are only wise, others indifferent, the rest beside themselves, mere idiots and asses.

Thus not acknowledging our own errors and imperfections, we severely deride others, as if we alone were free, and spectators of the rest, accounting it an excellent thing, as indeed it is, Aliena optime frui insania, to make ourselves merry with other men's obliquities, when as he himself is more faulty than the rest, mutato nomine de te fabula narratur, he may take himself by the nose for a fool; and which one calls maximum stultitiæ specimen, to be ridiculous to others, and not to perceive or take notice of it, as Marsyas was when he contended with Apollo, non intelligens se deridiculo haberi, saith Apuleius; 'tis his own cause, he is a convicted madman, as Austin well infers; in the eyes of wise men and angels he seems like one that, to our thinking, walks with his heels upwards.

With an almost equal amount of encyclopædic learning, and with the same kind of reflective melancholy in his temper, Sir Thomas Browne's style differs from Burton's in respect of its obligations to the Latin. He coins words in abundance in the Latin mould: his manner is more oratorical and declamatory; and though he often draws out a long period to a sonorous and majestic close, yet he generally works up to this effect by putting together a number of short epigrammatic sentences, constructed on Lyly's manner of verbal antithesis emphasised by alliteration, as the following :-

Where profit hath prompted no age hath wanted such miners. For which the most barbarous expilators found the most civil rhetoric. Gold once out of the earth is no more due into it; what was unreasonably committed to the ground is reasonably resumed from it; let monuments and rich fabrics, not riches, adorn men's ashes. The commerce of the living is not to be transferred unto the dead; it is not injustice to take that which none complains to lose, and no man is wronged when no man is possessor. (Urn Burial.)

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For his alliteration the following, from the same composition, may serve as examples :-

Men have lost their reason in nothing so much as their religion, wherein stones and clouts make martyrs ; and since the religion of one seems madness to another, to afford an account or rational of old rites requires no rigid reader.

If the nearness of our last necessity brought a nearer conformity into it, there were a happiness in hoary hairs, and no calamity in half senses.

The balance of the thought does not in Browne require the mechanical alliteration practised by Lyly :-

To live indeed is to be again ourselves, which, having not only an hope but an evidence in noble believers, 'tis all one to lie in St. Innocent's church-yard as in the sands of Egypt. Ready to be anything in the ecstasy of being ever, and as content with six foot as with the moles of Adrianus.

But it is sometimes combined with it :-

To burn the bones of the King of Edom for lime seems no irrational ferity, but to drink of the ashes of dead relations a passionate prodigality.

Though the funeral pyre of Patroclus took up an hundred foot, a piece of an old boat burnt Pompey ; and if the burden of Isaac were sufficient for an holocaust, a man may carry his own pyre.

Milton, like Burton and Browne, had felt all the influences of the scholastic training, and had in his early days been accustomed to associate in his mind the theology of the Fathers with the imagery of the Greek and Latin poets. But at the opening of the Civil War he departed from his attitude of contemplation, and introduced into his modes of expression the spirit of active political life. In his controversial tracts, written in prose, passages of lofty declamation are blended with bursts of scurrilous satire, but both alike are imbued with the genius of the Latin language, in which his thought was cast. When he returned to the serene atmosphere of poetical composition, with a mind still agitated by the

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passions of civil strife, Virgil's epic was the model which

he kept always in view; the rhythms of Virgil and the

phrases of Cicero were ever in his memory, but at the

same time he laid the foundations of his style in the

thoroughly English idiom he had acquired from his close

study of the Elizabethan dramatists. The nature of his

subject kept him always in touch with modern sym-

pathies: its supernatural character obliged him to exalt

his narrative beyond common usage, by unfamiliar modes

of diction; hence, while his manner is far removed from

the abstract archaism of Spenser, it is as much raised,

by various artifices, above the level of ordinary speech, as

the action of the Greek drama was idealised by the use

of the mask and the cothurnus. What these artifices

were can only be thoroughly understood by frequent

analysis of his style, but their main character may be

generally illustrated by reference to one or two passages.

Take, for example, the magnificent description of the

mustering of the fiends in hell at the exhortation of

Satan :-

They heard, and were abashed, and up they sprung

Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch,

On duty sleeping found by whom they dread,

Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake.

Nor did they not perceive the evil plight

In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel;

Yet to their general's voice they soon obeyed

Innumerable. As when the potent rod

Of Amram's son, in Egypt's evil day,

Waved round the coast, up-called the pitchy cloud

Of locusts, warping on the eastern wind,

That o'er the realm of impious Pharaoh hung

Like night, and darkened all the land of Nile;

So numberless were those bad Angels seen

Hovering on wing under the cope of Hell,

'Twixt upper, nether, and surrounding fires;

Till, as a signal given, the uplifted spear

Of their great Sultan waving to direct

Their course, in even balance down they light

On the firm brimstone, and fill all the plain:

A multitude like which the populous north

Poured never from her frozen loins to pass

Rhene or the Danaw, when her barbarous sons

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Came like a deluge on the South, and spread

Beneath Gibraltar to the Libyan.

Here, in the first place, the metrical effect is to be noticed of "the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another," the whole being harmoniously linked together by what may be called a system of distributive alliteration. Compared with the syntax of Spenser and the Fletchers, besides the complete disappearance of archaic forms, we observe the almost entire absence of verbal inversion, so that the sentences, if written without the divisions of metre, would not differ much grammatically from the order of prose. When, however, the lines are more closely examined, it is seen that the grammar is removed from common usage by many unfamiliar idioms modelled on the Latin, e.g. the use of the relative "by whom they dread," for "by him whom," etc.; the double negative, "nor did they not perceive," etc.; the phrase "obey to," equivalent to the Latin parere, governing the dative; the absolute use of the participle, "the uplifted spear of their great Sultan waving to direct"; the employment of "apposition," "a multitude like which," etc. None of these forms are of native growth.

When Milton passes from direct narrative to speeches or to philosophical disquisition, it will be observed that his style instinctively becomes more Latin both in its vocabulary and syntax :-

What if the Sun

Be centre to the World, and other Stars,

By his attractive virtue and their own

Incited, dance about him various rounds?

Their wandering course now high, now low, then hid,

Progressive, retrograde, or standing still,

In six thou seest ; and what if, seventh to these,

The planet Earth, so steadfast though she seem,

Insensibly three different motions move ?

Which else to several spheres thou must ascribe,

Moved contrary with thwart obliquities,

Or save the Sun his labour, and that swift

Nocturnal and diurnal rhomb supposed,

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Invisible else above all stars, the wheel

Of Day and Night; which needs not thy belief,

If Earth, industrious of herself, fetch Day,

Travelling east, and, with her part averse

From the Sun's beam, meet Night, her other part

Still luminous by his ray. What if that light,

Sent from her through the wide transpicuous air

To the terrestrial Moon be as a star,

Enlightening her by day, as she by night

This Earth—reciprocal, if land be there,

Fields and inhabitants? Her spots thou seest

As clouds, and clouds may rain, and rain produce

Fruits in her softened soil, for some to eat,

Allotted there; and other Suns, perhaps,

With their attendant Moons, thou wilt descry,

Communicating male and female light—

Which two great sexes animate the World,

Stored in each Orb perhaps with some that live.

For such vast room in Nature unpossessed

By living soul, desert and desolate,

Only to shine, yet scarce to contribute

Each Orb a glimpse of light, conveyed so far

Down to this habitable which returns

Light back to them, is obvious to dispute.1

In such passages Milton seems insensibly to slip into

elliptical participial constructions, alien to the native

English idiom :—

At leisure to behold

Far off the empyreal Heaven extended wide,

In circuit undetermined square or round (P.L. ii. 1046-1048).

But up or down,

By centre or eccentric, hard to tell (P.L. iii. 514-515).

That crystalline sphere, whose balance weighs

The trepidation talked (P.L. iii. 482-483).

And again in his descriptions of familiar things he yields

to a Latinising tendency, which sometimes (especially in

the seventh book of Paradise Lost) betrays him into

grotesque and pedantic phraseology. Thus, speaking of

the solidification of fluid quicksilver, he says :—

They bind

Volatile Hermes (P.L. iii. 603).

In the narrative of the Creation we hear of

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The humble shrub,

And bush with frizzled hair implicit (P.L. vii. 322-323).

The young of birds are said to “sum their pens” (P.L. vii. 421), meaning that the growth of their wings was completed. Very small things are called “minims of nature” (P.L. vii. 482); and when Eve prepares a repast for Raphael we are told that she “tempers dulcet creams” (P.L. v. 347).

Latin constructions are studiously imitated :-

Greedily she ingorged without restraint

And knew not eating death (P.L. ix. 971) :-

Dixit ; et extemplo (neque enim responsa dabantur

Fida satis) sensit medios delapsus in hostes.

And Mr. Masson compares with the Latin “post urbem conditam” such phrases as “After the Tuscan mainers transformed” (Comus, 48); “Never since created Man” (Paradise Lost, i. 573); “After summons read” (ibid. i. 798); “After Heaven seen” (ibid. iii. 552); “After his charge received” (ibid. v. 248); “Since first her salutation heard” (Paradise Regained, ii. 107).

Milton’s obligations to the Latin and Greek poets are endless. Many of his ideas, especially mythological ones, are derived from his old favourite Ovid.1 Horace and Virgil constantly suggest to him phrases: from the former (among many other phrases) he translates, “Matutine pater, seu Jane libentius audis,” into the Latinised English, “Hear’st thou rather pure ethereal stream”; and from the latter, “cantus percussus amore.”

into “smit with the love of sacred song.” Homer, of course, also provides him with several opportunities of imitation, but his knowledge of the Greek dramatists is

1 For images derived or imitated from Ovid, compare Paradise Lost, i. 87-91 with Ovid, Metamorphoses, i. 351-353; P.L. 619-620 with O. M. xi. 419; P.L. ii. 542-546 with O. M. ix. 136; P.L. iv. 458-473 with O. M. iii. 457; P.L. vi. 2-4 with O. M. ii. 112; P.L. vi. 521 with O. M. xiii. 15; P.L. vii. 242 with O. M. i. 12; P.L. vii. 415-416 with O. M. iii. 686; P.L. xi. 729-753 with O.M. i. 76-86; P.L. xi. 750 with O. M. i. 292; P.L. xi. 842 with O. M. i. 328.

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equally noteworthy. Richardson points out the parallel between Æschylus, Prometheus Vinctus, 970, οὔτως ὑβρίζονττας χρεὼν, and Paradise Lost, ix. 178, "Spite then with spite is best repaid" ; while Bishop Newton's citation from Euripides (Milton's favourite among the Greek tragedians), Hippolytus, 616, is even more illustrative of Paradise Lost, x. 888-895 :-

ὡς Ζεὺς, τί δὴ κιβδηλον ἀνθρωποις κακὴν, γυναικας εἰς φῶς ἡλίου κατακούστας;

εἰ γὰρ βρότειον ἰθέλεσ σπείραι γένος, οὐκ ἐκ γυναικῶν χρὴν πιμπραχθέσθαι τίδε.

Oh, why did God,

Creator wise, that peopled highest Heaven

With spirits masculine, create at last

This novelty on Earth, this fair defect

Of Nature, and not fill the World at once

With men as Angels, without feminine;

Or find some other way to generate

Mankind?

It is highly characteristic of Milton's genius that, beyond the poets, he should have paid the closest attention to the style of the great orators of Greece and Rome. Cicero in particular, as a master of rhythmical prose and idiomatic diction, as well as in his capacity of critic and philosopher, excited his admiration. There is a plain reference to the abrupt opening of the first speech against Catiline in the following passage :-

As when of old some orator renowned

In Athens or free Rome, where eloquence

Flourished, since mute, to some great cause addressed,

Stood in himself collected, while each part,

Motion, each act, won audience ere the tongue

Sometimes in heighth began, as no delay

Of preface brooking through his zeal of right.

And not only does he sometimes give a literal translation of parts of the Ciceronian cosmogony and theology, but his diction here and there shows how some curious phrase in Cicero's orations and more familiar writings has

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stamped itself on his retentive memory, e.g. in the

curious Latinism :-

Meanwhile inhabit lax, ye Powers of Heaven (P.L. vii. 162).1

To sum up what has been said: in this stupendous

monument of genius all the poetical materials of twelve

centuries seem wrought into shape, as by the hand of a

sculptor. Far away in the dawn of the Christian religion

we see the subject shaping itself into rude outline in the

Latin of Avitus, or assimilating elements of sublime

horror from the mythology of the northern barbarians.

In course of time the simple organism is amplified with

the glosses and explanations of the ancient Fathers :

glimpses appear of the controversy between Arius and

Athanasius, and of the great disputes on the question of

free will and necessity, of original sin and grace and

redemption, of divine foreknowledge and justice ; all

blended with what has been thought and said upon such

matters by the acuteness of school divines from the days

of Augustine down to those of Luther and Calvin. Nor

is there wanting the supernatural machinery required to

present the subject in an epic form, for already there is

in existence the neo-Platonic revelation of the angelic

hierarchy, supposed to be derived from Dionysius the

Areopagite, for which a local habitation has been found

in the empyrean heaven, with the nine revolving planetary

spheres imagined by the Ptolemaic system of astronomy.

When these materials come into the hands of Milton,

such doubts as have arisen respecting the soundness of the

physical theory, in view of the reasoning of Copernicus and

Galileo, are not yet sufficiently widespread to disturb the

symmetrical view of the universe formed by the general

mind, which also accepts with believing equanimity the

rich mythology of “vulgar errors” bequeathed to it by the

Natural History of the elder Pliny. Yet this traditional

science is so arranged in the scheme of the poem as to

leave the judicious reader at liberty to conceive of Nature

according to the methods suggested to him in the Novum

1 Cicero, Pro Dom. c. 44, “Habitare laxe voluit.”

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chap.

Organum; and so too, while he may please his fancy

with allusions to the marvels of chivalrous romance,

rabbinical tradition, and Greek mythology, his judgment

is steadied, in this intoxicating atmosphere, by the philo-

sophic form and order imposed by the training of classical

humanism.

To carry such a vast weight of imagination and learning,

a metrical vehicle of extraordinary complexity was indis-

pensable, and perhaps of all European languages English

alone could have provided what was required. For in

our tongue the Teutonic and the Latin genius unite, just

as our constitution has been the instrument of reconciliation

between the Norman and Saxon races, between monarchy

and feudalism, between absolutism and republican freedom,

between ecclesiastical tradition and the liberty of con-

science. In Paradise Lost may be seen a vast extension

of the old metrical law and order, imposed by the genius

of Chaucer on what remained of the Saxon vocabulary.

Nearly a hundred years before Milton, Spenser had given

a new arrangement to the already half-forgotten Saxon

words, by combining them in phrases imitated from the

Latin, while Shakespeare and the other Elizabethan

dramatists, by their adoption of blank verse, had shown

how the sentence might be rhythmically extended beyond

the limits within which it had been restricted by Chaucer's

system of rhymes. What his predecessors had done

instinctively and experimentally was by Milton elaborated

into a regular system of verbal harmony. Retaining, as

the dominant principle of his rhythm, the stately iambic

march brought into the language from without, he

quickened and varied it with the triple movement inherent

in the old Saxon alliterative verse. He made use of

alliteration itself as a means of preserving unity and con-

tinuity through his long and complex periods. Some of

his words he drew, as Spenser had done, from old English

sources ; others he coined in a Greek or Latin mint, with

a boldness exceeding that of his predecessors, Giles and

Phineas Fletcher : he combined all of these in a syntax

founded on the social idiom used by the dramatists, which

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he, however, raised above the ordinary level of speech to

the required height of the subject by peculiar construc-

tions imitated from the languages of antiquity.

To find a parallel for such skilful metrical architecture,

we must turn to the verse of Virgil, and even that example

can only be compared to Milton's when allowance is made

for the extent to which the subject of the Æneid is inferior

in vastness and complexity to the subject of Paradise Lost.

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CHAPTER XV

THE RESTORATION : THE POETS OF THE COURT

Duke of Buckingham : Earl of Rochester : Sir Charles

Sedley : Earl of Dorset : Earl of Mulgrave : Earl

of Roscommon.

When Charles II., on his thirtieth birthday, made his

triumphant entry into London, men of reflection must

have asked themselves what it was that was being restored

in his person. The old mediæval monarchy, with all its

traditions, had fallen in the Civil War like the feudal

castles demolished by Cromwell ; but during the inter-

regnum nothing permanent had risen in the place of the

ruins. Would any attempt be made to rebuild the

ancient fabric of morals, manners, and taste? or would

the return from exile of the legitimate line of kings mark

the beginning of a new social era?

The influence likely to be exercised by the character

of the King himself was for the present doubtful. Men

remembered the gallantry Charles had shown on the field

of Worcester, and his perseverance in maintaining his

cause in the midst of great discouragement during the

rule of the Protector. If they had heard reports of his

loose behaviour in the days of his wanderings, they might

fairly hope that experience and suffering would have

taught him to exercise his recovered power with a due

sense of responsibility. None could foresee how far in

the direction of absolutism that soft and self-indulgent

nature would be led in its eagerness to compensate the

privations of exile by a reign of pleasure. "The King,"

says Burnet, "said once to the Earl of Essex, as he told

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me, that he did not wish to be like a grand signior, with

some mutes about him, and bags of bowstrings to strangle

men as he had a mind to it : but he did not think he was

a king as long as a company of fellows were looking into

all his actions and examining his ministers as well as his

accounts." 1

Every one knew that, whatever happened, an end had

come to the old Puritan régime. When Gramont

visited England under the Protectorate in search of

amusement, he was soon forced to retreat by the atmo-

sphere of austere and sullen Puritanism surrounding the

person of Cromwell. With the restoration of the mon-

archy, however, and under the auspices of a king, gay,

witty, and a lover of art and letters, it was certain that, in

one form or another, there would be a brilliant revival of

Court life, and Dryden, after Charles's death, in a passage of

glowing imagery, described the advent of the new spring:-

As when the new-born phœnix takes his way,

His rich paternal regions to survey,

Of airy choristers a numerous train

Attend his wonderful progress o'er the plain ;

So, rising from his father's urn,

So, glorious did our Charles return ;

The officious Muses came along,

A gay harmonious quire, like angels ever young ;

The Muse that mourns him now his happy triumph sung.

Even they could thrive in his auspicious reign,

And such a plenteous crop they bore

Of purest and well-winnowed grain,

As Britain never knew before.

Though little was their hire, and light their gain,

Yet somewhat to their share he threw ;

Fed from his hand they sung and flew,

Like birds of paradise that lived on morning dew.

Oh, never let their lays his name forget ;

The pension of a prince's praise is great.

Live then, thou great encourager of arts,

Live ever in our thankful hearts,

Live blest above, almost invoked below,

Live and receive this pious vow,

Our patron once, our guardian angel now.2

1 Burnet, History of His Own Times, p. 345.

2 Threnodia Augustalis.

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If any of the elder courtiers imagined that they would witness under Charles II. a restoration of the old ideals of taste, they were soon undeceived. In the first place, Buckingham, who had established a complete influence over the King's mind, infected him with a dislike of the stiff ceremony of his father's Court. Moreover, Charles had himself no reverence for the ancient scholastic and chivalrous order. For dogmatic religion he scarcely affected a show of respect. He said that he was "of no Church." Sheffield, Duke of Buckingham, describes him as a Deist;1 but in external matters he inclined to the religion which seemed most favourable to the promotion of absolutism. At the same time he had the curiosity of an intellectual epicure, and often embar-rassed himself by talking too freely about points of doctrine with the serious leaders of the religious sects.2 He was, however, much too indolent to study theology as a science, or to discipline his intellect with the logic of formal disputation. Hence he had a natural distaste for all poetry having its source in theological wit, whether it took the shape of allegory or metaphysical conceit; and his courtiers would have shunned like poison the sentiment and style of such writers as George Herbert, Vaughan, or Quarles. Equally repulsive to him was the Provençal tradition of chivalrous poetry. With very loose notions of honour, he disliked the punctilios of old-fashioned knighthood, and in matters of love his gross and sensual tastes made him impatient of the elaborate etiquette imposed on the intercourse of men and women by the Cours d'Amour. The love-sonnet, which had passed in unbroken succession through Surrey to Constable, Drummond, and Habington, altogether disappeared as an instrument of gallantry from his Court. To the other rites and ceremonies of chivalry he was also an enemy. His clear perception showed him the incongruity of keeping alive the reflection of feudalism in an age which had buried what remained of the system in the Acts for

1 A Short Character of Charles II. of England (1725).

2 Continuation of the Life of Edward, Earl of Clarendon, p. 40.

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the abolition of knight's service and the Court of Wards.1

He read Hudibras with delight, not more as a satire upon

the Puritans than for its witty ridicule of chivalrous

customs. As for encyclopædic learning, Catholic or

pagan, the scholarship which had sprung out of the

humanism of the Renaissance, and which embodied itself

in a work like Paradise Lost, was naturally regarded by

the volatile King and his companions as a species of

ponderous pedantry.

Thus, like Constantine, removing his capital to a spot

as far as possible removed from the memories and

traditions of old Rome, Charles, in leading the new

fashions of his Court, endeavoured to obliterate all trace

of the mediæval ideal. The model to which he and his

courtiers looked for the standard of manners was the

Court of France. In France, as in England, the develop-

ment of society had been determined by general causes

operating throughout Europe, but owing to the different

character and institutions of the two peoples, the political

results in each case had been widely different. Absolute

monarchy in the former country had, to a far greater

extent than in England, swallowed up local life. On the

other hand, the more the power of the French aristocracy

dwindled in the provinces before that of the Crown, the

more did the nobility flock to Court, where chivalrous

manners, constantly carried to a higher pitch of refinement

in the presence of the monarch, shone with unrivalled

brilliancy. As regards religion, France had felt strongly

the influence of the Reformation, but, as the separate

worship of the Huguenots was perceived to be a hindrance

to the unification of the State, this sect had been already

deprived of its political privileges, and the suppression of

its religious liberties was soon to follow. No religious

quarrels at present disturbed the outward calm of French

society. Even in the sphere of taste the prevailing force

of absolutism made itself felt. The supposed Aristotelian

doctrine of the dramatic unities, originated in Italy by

Scaliger and Castelvetro, had travelled across the Alps

1 Hallam, Constitutional History of England, chap. xi.

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and had prepared the way for the dictatorial system of

criticism that was being elaborated by Boileau. The

splendid appearance caused by the union of all these

accomplishments in a single society, turned the admiring

gaze of the world to the Court of Louis XIV.

To transplant such a highly centralised institution to

the soil of England was obviously impossible : an imita-

tion of it was certain to end in caricature. But the

ground was clear for the experiment. The English Court

was for the moment a perfectly self-contained society, and

whatever manner of life the King chose to establish there

would be copied by all the vulgar followers of vogue and

fashion. It is true that the immediate influence of the

Court did not extend far beyond a small district in Lon-

don, of which St. James's was the centre, and the various

parks and gardens where the polite world assembled the

extreme boundaries. It is true, too, that the intellectual

interests of those who depended on the Court were as

limited as their local habitation. Drinking, card-playing,

and love-making were their principal amusements, and in

the latter diversion only a few chance phrases showed

that the courtier was the lineal descendant of the ancient

knight. The fops of the period still kept up the Proven-

çal jargon of "servants," "cruelty," "danger," "killing

eyes," "the unpardonable sin of talking." But, in spite

of their chedrcux perruques, their clothes scented with

pulvilio, orange, and jasmine, their French phrases, intro-

duced at every tenth word--in their often clownish con-

ception of courtly manners, they fell almost as far short

of the still chivalrous aristocracy of France as did their

country dances of the stately minuet. "He has been "--

says Bellair in The Man of Mode, describing Sir Fopling

Flutter--"as the sparkish word is, brisk upon the ladies

already ; he was yesterday at my aunt Townley's, and

gave Mrs. Loveit a catalogue of his good qualities under

the character of a complete gentleman, who, according to

Sir Fopling, ought to dress well, dance well, fence well,

have a genius for love-letters, an agreeable voice for a

chamber, be very amorous, something discreet, but not

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over constant."1 The ladies, on their side, were eager to

show themselves worthy of the ideal thus proposed to

them. With faces made up, as Shadwell describes them

in the Virtuoso, "with washing, painting, and patching,"2

they did not hesitate to make assignations in places of such

public resort as the New Exchange in the Strand, the New

Spring Garden, or even the Bear ordinary in Drury Lane.3

This society, so completely self-centred, so remote

from the organic life of England, was regulated by laws

and principles of its own, which it erected into rules of

art. Its first aim was to exalt in poetry the principle of

absolute monarchy, in which it lived and moved and had

its being ; its second was to present in fictitious forms the

reflection of its own manners. Both of these ideas natur-

ally found expression on the stage, which at the Restora-

tion was completely under the control of the Court. The

first ten years of Charles's reign saw at once the rise and

decline of the heroic rhyming play—where the attributes

of the monarch were idealised, while love and honour

were treated in a vein half of opera, half of extravaganza

—and the opening of the long series of prose comedies,

which may be said to begin with Etherege and to close

with Sheridan. Of these dramatic works more will be

said in the next volume.

In the more purely literary sphere of poetry, it is

important to note how the influence of Court society

changed the standard of Wit. The essence of Court wit

under Charles II. consisted in impudence. Whatever of

the secrecies of human thought had been disguised in

chivalrous times by a veil of allegory was now flaunted

before the public gaze nakedly, and without shame. The

little group of courtiers surrounding the King delighted

in showing the world that their license had no bounds.

Etherege, Sheppard, and Sedley exposed themselves

naked to a crowd. Rochester, invited to dinner with a

foreign ambassador, cuffed Killigrew in the presence of

the King ; the next day Charles condoned the affront by

1 Etherege, Man of Mode, Act i. 2 Virtuoso, Act i.

3 Man of Mode and She would if She Could, passim.

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walking in the Earl's company. Buckingham lived openly with the Countess of Shrewsbury, whose husband he had

killed in a duel. In the theatre the Court wits decided the fate of plays by delivering their opinions aloud, and

so strong was the reaction from Puritanism that no one was yet bold enough to protest against such insolence in

the ruling coterie. Even the blunt moral sense of Pepys was shocked by the King's companionship with Sedley ;1

yet Pepys listened deferentially enough to the witty criticisms which the latter chose to pass on a comedy

while it was being acted.2 On the other hand, the wits themselves cared nothing for any opinion outside their

own little circle : that of their elders was out of date ; that of the public represented the judgment of the canaille.3

The "sense" that they approved was a mixture made up of the crudest animalism, tempered with the refinement of

a chivalrous caste. In their standard of morals no form of vice appeared to them unpardonable until it began to

be practised by the vulgar. "I advise you, like a friend," says Medley to the Shoemaker in The Man of Mode,

"reform your life; you have brought the envy of the world upon you by living above yourself. Whoring and

swearing are vices too genteel for a shoemaker." To which the other replies : "Zbud, I think you men of

quality will grow as unreasonable as the women : you would engross the sins of the nation ; poor folks can no

sooner be wicked but they are railed at by their betters."4

There had, in fact, never been a time in the life of the English Court when the standard of manners ap-

proached so nearly to that which in the two preceding centuries prevailed in the courts of the petty Italian

1 Diary, 22nd October 1668.

2 Ibid, 4th October 1664.

3 See Rochester's Allusion to the Tenth Satire of the First Book of Horace :-

I loathe the rabble ; 'tis enough for me

If Sedley, Shadwell, Sheppard, Wycherley,

Godolphin, Butler, Buckhurst, Buckingham,

And some few more whom I omit to name,

Approve my sense, I count their censure shame.

For the use of the word canaille, see Man of Mode, Act iv. Sc. 3.

4 Ibid. Act i.

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despots. Nor was the English Court without its Machiavelli. A new political philosophy, intended to fill up the

room of the vanished mediæval ideals, appeared in the writings of Thomas Hobbes of Malmesbury. While he

did not attempt to question the established authority of Scripture, Hobbes—starting, in his treatise De Corpore,

from the primary position that the existence of all things could be explained by Motion acting upon Matter, and by

the resolution of complex human nature into elementary selfish instincts—proceeded, in his Leviathan, by a chain

of logical argument, to the conclusion that the only constitution under which society could be held together

was an absolute monarchy, in which the Spiritual Power should be deprived of all independence. A theory

so favourable to the principles of the Restoration was, of course, promoted by all the social powers of the age.

Charles, who in his youth had been Hobbes's pupil, treated him with extraordinary distinction. Cowley, most

eminent of the Royalist poets, was enthusiastic in the praise of his intellectual powers. Many of the opinions

of the revived Atomic philosophy were well within the understanding of the gilded youth of the time, who never

tired of proclaiming in play and poem their serious belief in—what Hobbes put forward with the paradoxical logic

of a philosopher—the absolute selfishness of human nature.

In this frank juvenile avowal of viciousness there was a certain advantage. The fact, that the natural heirs of

the fopperies of William de Lorris had begun to preach the brutal doctrines of John de Meung, was in itself

a sign that chivalry, as an external institution, was dead; and it was well that society should be rid of a

hypocritical ideal.1 Men who could keep on gravely repeating with an air of wisdom that the world, including

their royal master and themselves, consisted entirely of fools or knaves, were setting up a standard of morals

which in course of time must necessarily discredit itself. In the meantime, those who took it for their rule of life

were men of wit, admirable judges, from their own point

1 For the double doctrine in the Roman de la Rose see vol i. p. 176-185.

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of view, of what was good and bad in writing, accustomed

to the conversation of the best company, and therefore

well able to embody their thoughts in lucid and vigorous

language. Regarded historically, and in view of their

influence on the course of English prose and poetry, there

is much to interest the student in the lampoons,

and love-songs of Charles II's Court, the leaders of which

were Buckingham, Rochester, Dorset, and Sedley ; while

the graver didactic poems of Mulgrave and Roscommon

deserve attention, as reflecting the operation of new critical

principles in the sphere of taste.

The leader of the fashion, and the model to all the

young men of Charles II's Court, as Sidney had been to

the Court of Elizabeth, was George Villiers, second Duke

of Buckingham, well known to every student of English

literature as the original of Dryden's versatile Zimri, and

as the example of prodigality in Pope's Moral Essay on

the " Use of Riches." He was rather older than most of

his companions, having been born on 30th January 1628.

On the outbreak of the Civil War, when he was only

fourteen, he joined the King with his brother, and in

1647 his vast estates were sequestered by the Parlia-

ment, but were restored to him in consideration of his

youth. He was sent abroad by the Parliament under

the care of the Duke of Northumberland, and completed

his education at Florence. In 1648 he returned to

England, and took part in the last struggles of the

Royalists ; but, being defeated, he escaped to Holland,

after which his estates were again confiscated, and passed

into the possession of Fairfax. He himself was admitted

to Charles's Privy Council, in which he soon began to

head a faction in opposition to the Church policy of

Hyde. After the defeat of the King at Worcester, in

which battle he fought, he failed in an attempt to bring

about an arrangement with the Levellers for the restora-

tion of the monarchy, and owing to this and other causes

he was in disfavour with Charles between the years 1652

and 1657. He then tried to make his peace with Cromwell,

scheming at the same time to recover his estates by a

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marriage with Mary, daughter and heiress of Fairfax. Cromwell allowed him to live as a kind of prisoner in York House, but when he left this in 1658 he was arrested and sent to the Tower, from which he was released in the following year. He now began to conspire again for the Restoration, and, in reward of his successful exertions, was appointed at the coronation of Charles II. to carry the Orb. But he continued his intrigues against the older members of the Court, Ormond and Clarendon, till, in 1667, he succeeded in overthrowing the Chancellor. He then became a member of the Cabal Ministry, and was employed by Charles in the secret negotiations with France, which ended in the disgraceful Treaty of Dover. The real confidence of the King, who knew that Buckingham hated Roman Catholicism, was, however, given to Arlington, and when the Duke was attacked in the House of Commons in 1674, as the author of the French Treaty, Charles was willing enough to deprive him of his appointments. Buckingham, in consequence, joined the Country Party, and, with Shaftesbury and the City Dissenters, continued to intrigue against the Court till 1684, when he seems to have been restored in some measure to the King's favour. Having wasted all his fortune by extravagance, he retired from politics in 1686. James II. tried to convert him to the Roman Catholic faith, but the Duke received the priest sent to him with ridicule, and the argument between them, reported by his secretary, is preserved amongst his collected works. He died in April 1687, exhausted by dissipation, and, his body having been embalmed, was buried in Westminster Abbey on the 7th of June following.

Buckingham is described by Reresby as "the finest gentleman of person and wit I think I ever saw." Dean Lockier also told Pope that the Duke "was reckoned the most accomplished man of the age in riding, dancing, and fencing. When he came into the presence chamber it was impossible for you not to follow him with your eyes as he went along, he moved so gracefully."1

1 Memoirs of Sir John Reresby, chap. iii. ; Spence, Anecdotes, p. 63.

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of the lightning swiftness of his wit is recorded in the story of his criticism on the actress who declaimed on the stage the line :--

My wound is great because it is so small ;

whereupon the Duke, standing up, finished the couplet:--

Then 'twould be greater were it none at all ;

and this power of logical repartee, applied to the exposure of grave absurdity, is the distinguishing quality of the admirable Rehearsal, the humour of which is still almost as fresh as on the day of its production. But Buckingham's finished literary poems are much less memorable. Though his debauchery was boundless, his writings are more decent than those of his contemporaries generally. Being slightly their elder, he may have felt more of the spirit of the preceding age, and he was a great admirer of Cowley, whose style he has endeavoured to imitate in his elegy on Fairfax, his father-in-law. The following lines have something of the clevation, though not the finish, of Marvell's Horatian Ode :--

When all the nation he had won,

And with expense of blood had bought

Store great enough, he thought,

Of glory and renown,

He then his arms laid down,

With just as little pride

As if he had been of his enemies' side,

Or one of them could do that were undone :

He neither wealth nor places sought ;

He never for himself but others fought :

He was content to know

(For he had found it so),

That when he pleased to conquer he was able,

And left the spoil and plunder to the rabble.

He might have been a king,

But that he understood

How much it was a meaner thing

To be unjustly great than honourably good.

Some of his editors make him joint author of the verses on Nothing and the Satire on Man; but these must certainly be assigned solely to Rochester. Besides what

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have been mentioned, the only metrical compositions of

Buckingham are a few commonplace love-songs, and one

or two satires on the plays and playwrights of the day,

together with a lampoon on his rival Arlington, the open-

ing of which is spirited and picturesque :-

First draw an arrant Fop, from top to toe,

Whose very looks at first dash show him so;

Give him a mean proud garb, a dapper pace,

A pert dull grin, a black patch cross his face,

Two goggle eyes, so clear, though very dead,

That one may see, through them, quite through his head:

Let every nod of his and subtle wink

Declare the fool would talk, but cannot think.

Let him all other fools so far surpass

That fools themselves point at him for an ass.1

A name more thoroughly representative of the literary

wit of Charles II.'s Court is that of John Wilmot, second

Earl of Rochester. He was born on the 10th April

1647, and succeeded to his father's title in February

1657-58. After being admitted to Wadham College,

Oxford, in January 1659-60, as Fellow Commoner, the

degree of M.A. was given him in 1661, when he was only

in his fifteenth year; and he was then sent to travel in

France and Italy till he came to Court in 1664. Eager

for distinction, he volunteered in the Dutch War of 1665,

and in the following year served with Sir Edward

Spragge, obtaining a reputation for bravery by carrying

a message in an open boat under fire of the enemy. This

reputation seems hardly to have deen deserved. Rochester

probably possessed the impulsive daring often displayed

by men of imagination, but in cold blood he was not

always able to disguise his physical timidity, a defect of

which he was conscious, if his famous line, "For all men

would be cowards if they durst," may be taken as a piece

of self-portraiture. His firmness is said to have forsaken

him when about to fight a duel with Sheffield, Earl of

Mulgrave. It is quite easy to believe of a character like

1 The Works of his Grace, George Villiers, late Duke of Buckingham

(1715). "Advice to a Painter-To draw my L. A-ton."

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his that he was, as Burnet declares, "naturally modest till

the Court corrupted him";1 but having once suppressed

his native instincts, his imaginative temper carried him

into the most violent extremes. He outdid all the

courtiers in license both of speech and action. The King

delighted in his reckless audacity, and pardoned his

excesses even where he made a show of punishing them.

When Rochester was only eighteen he forcibly carried off

from her uncle's coach Elizabeth, daughter and heiress of

John Malet of Ensmere : for this offence he was sent to

the Tower ; but he was allowed to marry the lady in 1667.

His marriage produced no change in his morals, and for

twelve years he continued his career of wild debauchery.

Then came the inevitable reaction. His health broke

down, and with death in view, he had no longer the spirit

to keep up his old bravado. Retiring to Woodstock

Park, of which the King had made him Keeper in 1674,

he sent for Burnet, whose History of the Reformation he

had lately been reading,2 and passed several days with

him in religious discourse. Burnet says that he proclaimed

himself heartily sorry for his past life. Whether his

repentance was the effect of fear or genuine remorse he

had no opportunity of showing, for, shortly after Burnet

had left him, he died on the 26th July 1680. He was

buried at Spelsbury, in Oxfordshire.

Rochester tried several styles of poetical composition,

and up to the point at which he aimed, proved himself a

master in each. From very early days he had shown

that he possessed the power of writing well in verse.

Like Buckingham, he was an excellent critic. Some of

his verdicts on the writers of the time became proverbial,

and his Allusion to the Tenth Satire of the First Book

of Horace shows penetrating judgment. The frankness

with which he expressed his opinions in this poem led

him into a dispute with Sir Carr Scroop, who, imagining

that he was the person sneered at in the allusion to the

1 Lives of Sir M. Hale and Wilmot, Earl of Rochester (1774).

2 Burnet tells us his History was published in that year. History of His

Own Times, p. 483.

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"purblind knight," replied with an ironical panegyric, In

Praise of Satire, containing some reflections on Rochester's

cowardly conduct in a midnight brawl. Stung by the

retort, the Earl turned upon his assailant with a furious

libel, the point of which lay in its descriptions of Scroop's

personal ugliness. Unfortunately for him, he forgot that

to be a coward is a worse disgrace to a man than to be

ugly, and Scroop contented himself with the pungent

couplet :-

Thou canst hurt no man's fame with thy ill word :

Thy pen is full as harmless as thy sword.

The epigram is remembered, while the lampoon has been

forgotten.

His best literary work is to be found in his more

general satires. Andrew Marvell, a good judge, thought

him the greatest master of satirical style in his day, and

with the exception of Dryden, Pope, and Byron, no man,

perhaps, has possessed an equal command over that

peculiar English metrical idiom which is "fittest for dis-

course and nearest prose." He puts forward his principles,

moral and religious, such as they are, with living force and

pungency, showing in every line how eagerly he has

imbibed the opinions of Hobbes. His study of the

Leviathan gave him a taste for the kindred philosophy

of Lucretius, and there is something very characteristic in

his choice of a passage from that poet for translating into

English verse :-

The gods by right of nature must possess

An everlasting age of perfect peace,

Far off removed from us and our affairs,

Neither approached by dangers or by fears,

Rich in themselves, to whom we cannot add,

Not pleased by good deeds, nor provoked by bad.

Hobbes is the source whence Rochester, in his Satire on

Man, derives his contempt for those who strive by meta-

physical reason to transcend the bounds of sense:-

The senses are too gross, and he'll contrive

A sixth, to contradict the other five,

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And before certain instinct will prefer

Reason, which fifty times for one does err;

Reason, an ignis fatuus of the mind,

Which leaves the light of nature, sense, behind :

Pathless and dangerous wandering ways it takes,

Through error's fenny bogs and thorny brakes;

Whilst the misguided follower climbs with pain

Mountains of whimsies, heaped in his own brain;

Stumbling from thought to thought, falls headlong down

Into Doubt's boundless sea, where, like to drown,

Books bear him up a while, and make him try

To swim with bladders of philosophy;

In hopes still to o'ertake the skipping light,

The vapour dances in his dazzled sight,

Till, spent, it leaves him to eternal Night.

The following passage from the same poem, comparing

men unfavourably with beasts, and drawing a logical

conclusion from the comparison, may be cited as contain-

ing the essence of philosophy in the Court of Charles II.,

ultimately traceable to the Leviathan:-

For hunger or for love they bite or tear

Whilst wretched man is still in arms for fear :

For fear he arms, and is of arms afraid :

From fear to fear successively betrayed :

Base fear, the source whence his base passions came,

His boasted honour, and his dear-bought fame :

The lust of power, to which he's such a slave,

And for the which alone he dares be brave;

To which his various projects are designed,

Which make him generous, affable, and kind;

For which he takes such pains to be thought wise,

And screws his actions in a false disguise;

Leads a most tedious life in misery,

Under laborious mean hypocrisy.

Look to the bottom of his vast design,

Wherein man's wisdom, power, and glory join

The good he acts, the ill he does endure,

'Tis all from fear, to make himself secure.

Merely for safety after fame they thirst;

For all men would be cowards if they durst;

And honesty’s against all common sense;

Men must be knaves; 'tis in their own defence.

Mankind's dishonest : if you think it fair

Amongst known cheats to play upon the square

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Nor can weak truth your reputation save ;

The knaves will all agree to call you knave.

Wronged shall he live, insulted o'er, opprest,

Who dares be less a villain than the rest.

Thus here you see what human nature craves ;

Most men are cowards, all men would be knaves.

The difference lies, as far as I can see,

Not in the thing itself, but the degree ;

And all the subject matter of debate

Is only, who's a knave of the first rate.

From the philosophy of the Leviathan to the abyss of

Nihilism was only a step. Rochester, in his imaginative

address to Nothing, did not fear to take it :-

Great Negative, how vainly would the wise

Enquire, define, distinguish, teach, devise,

Didst thou not stand to point their dull philosophies !

Is or Is not, the two great ends of fate,

And true or false, the subject of debate,

That perfect or destroy the vast designs of Fate.1

When they have racked the politician's breast,

Within thy bosom most securely rest,

And, when reduced to thee, are least unsafe and best.

But, Nothing, why does Something still permit

That sacred monarchs should at council sit

With persons highly thought at best for nothing fit ?

While weighty Something modestly abstains

From princes' coffers and from statesmen's brains,

And nothing there like stately Nothing reigns ?

Nothing, who dwell'st with fools in brave disguise,

For whom they reverend shapes and forms devise,

Lawn sleeves, and furs, and gowns, when they like thee look wise.

French truth, Dutch prowess, British policy,

Hibernian learning, Scotch civility,

Spaniards' dispatch, Danes' wit, are mainly seen in thee.

The great man's gratitude to his best friend,

King's promises, whore's vows, towards thee they bend,

Flow swiftly into thee, and in thee ever end.

1 The negligence of the rhymes in this stanza is characteristic of the

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When he chose to be decent, Rochester could write with elegance in the lyric style. Amid floods of inde-

scribable filth, assigned to him in a volume of his collected poems (for much of which he may not be really re-

sponsible), there are to be found songs like the following on Love and Life, in which, whatever is to be said of

the sentiment, the form is above criticism :-

All my past life is mine no more,

The flying hours are gone,

Like transitory dreams given o'er,

Whose images are kept in store

By memory alone.

The time that is to come is not ;

How can it then be mine?

The present moment's all my lot,

And that, as fast as it is got,

Phillis, is only thine.

Then talk not of inconstancy,

False hearts, and broken vows :

If I by miracle can be

This live-long minute true to thee,

'Tis all that heaven allows.

Two of Rochester's companions in debauchery,

Sedley and Buckhurst (afterwards Earl of Dorset),

enjoyed among their contemporaries almost as high a

reputation for wit as himself. The first-named was the

youngest son of Sir John Sedley (or Sidley), Bart., and

was born at Aylesford, in Kent, in 1639. He was ad-

mitted as Fellow Commoner at Wadham College, Oxford,

in March 1655-56, but left the university without taking

a degree. In the first Parliament after the Restoration

he was returned as member for New Romney, and very

soon began to distinguish himself for notorious behaviour.

On February 1662 he caused a cowardly assault to be

made on Kynaston, the actor, who, resembling him in

appearance, had ventured to appear in public dressed after

his style. Next year he was fined £500 for appearing

naked in the streets, and Pepys records in his Diary that

he was roughly handled by Chief Justice Foster, who

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declared it was "for such wicked wretches as he was that God's anger and judgments hung over us, calling him sirrah many times."1 Nevertheless Sedley, accompanied by Buckhurst, repeated his offence in 1668, and this time he escaped through the intervention of his sovereign and the injustice of his judge. Pepys describes the rioters as "running up and down all the night almost naked through the streets; and at last fighting and being beat by the watch, and clapped up all night; and the King takes their parts, and the Lord Chief Justice Keeling hath laid the constable by the heels to answer for it next Sessions, which is a horrid shame."2 Sedley married in 1657 Catherine, daughter of John Savage, Earl of Rivers, by whom he had a daughter, Catherine, who became the mistress of James II. He himself played a rather active part in the Revolution of 1688, observing, with cynical pleasantry, that he hated ingratitude, and that, as James had made his daughter a countess, he would make James's daughter a queen. He died on 20th August 1701.

His literary reputation in his own age must be accounted for by the brilliance of his conversation, which carried away men's judgments. Charles declared that Sedley's style would be the model for all English writers; and Dryden, in his Essay of Dramatic Poesy, depicts him, under the anagram of Lisideius, as arbiter elegantiarum. But nothing that he has left behind him justifies this estimate. He may be fitly compared with Carew, the fashionable writer of love-poetry in Charles I.'s reign; and the difference between the two adequately represents the change effected in Court taste. Sedley aimed at what Rochester called in a significant phrase of his Imitation of Horace the "mannerly obscene"; nor indeed is the animalism of Court license so openly reflected in his verse as in one at least of Carew's poems. His classical allusion (he was a good scholar) is lighter and less learned, and he is freer from conceits than the elder poet. He veils his indecencies under pastoral forms; and he was perhaps the

1 Pepys' Diary, 1st July 1663. 2 Ibid. 22nd October 1668.

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first to acclimatise in English poetry the Damons and Strephons, who had for some time been adapting themselves to the airs of modern French society. Rochester said of this style in his Allusion :-

Sedley has that persuasive gentle art

That can, with a resistless force, impart

The loosest wishes to the chastest heart.

To the modern reader the smooth regularity of his verse is merely insipid ; but there is some elegance in the following song :-

Love still has something of the sea

From whence his mother rose ;

No time his slave from doubt can free,

Nor give his thoughts repose.

They are becalmed in clearest days,

And in rough weather tost :

They wither in his cold delays,

Or are in tempests lost.

One while they seem to touch the port,

Then straight into the main

Some angry wind, in cruel sport,

The vessel drives again.

At first disdain and pride they fear,

Which, if they chance to 'scape,

Revels and falsehood soon appear

In a more dreadful shape.

By such degrees to joy they come,

And are so long withstood,

So slowly they receive the sum,

It hardly does them good.

'Tis cruel to prolong a pain,

And to defer a joy,

Believe me, gentle Celimene,

Offends the wingèd boy.

An hundred thousand oaths your fears

Perhaps would not remove,

And if I gazed a thousand years,

I could no deeper love.

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distinguished in the annals of poetry, being fifth in descent

from the famous author of the Induction and Gorboduc,

who would certainly have been scandalised with his levity ;

his grandfather, as has been said, was a generous protector

of Drayton and other poets. Charles was the eldest son of

Richard, fifth Earl of Dorset, and was born in 1638. He

was educated privately, and afterwards travelled in Italy.

In the Restoration Parliament he sat for East Grinstead.

Having volunteered for service in the Dutch War of 1665,

he was present at the battle of 3rd June, on the eve of

which he composed his famous song, "To all you ladies

now on land." As he had great possessions, having in-

herited estates both from his father and his uncle, Lionel

Cranfield, third Earl of Middlesex, he was a person of

influence in the Court, and his lively wit made him a

favourite with Charles, who, as we have seen, intervened

on one occasion to shield him from justice. James II.

disliked him for his lampoons on the Countess of Dor-

chester, and in this reign he retired from Court, but at

the Revolution of 1688 he played a considerable part, for

which, in 1691, he was rewarded with the Garter, and was

appointed by William III. one of the Regents during the

King's absence in Holland in 1695. He held the office of

Lord Chamberlain from 1689 to 1697. Being obliged in

this capacity to withdraw Dryden's pension, he allowed him

the same sum from his private purse, and he was indeed

always munificent in his bounty to men of letters, notably

to Prior, who showed his gratitude in the flattering tribute

paid to his memory. Horace Walpole reckons him the

finest gentleman in the Court of Charles II. "He had," he

says, "as much wit as his first master, or his contemporaries

Buckingham and Rochester, without the royal want of

feeling, the Duke's want of principles, or the Earl's want of

thought."1 He died at Bath on 29th January 1706, and

was buried in the family vault at Withyham, in Sussex.

If Sedley's genius may be compared with Carew's,

Dorset's position among the wits of Charles II. is not

unlike that of Sir John Suckling in the Court of Charles I.

1 Catalogue of Royal and Noble Authors, vol. iv. pp. 13, 14.

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Both possessed the same spirit of graceful gaiety, and Buckhurst's song to the ladies on land makes a natural pendant to Suckling's Ballad at a Wedding. Rochester happily hit off Buckhurst's character of personal kindliness and petulant wit when, in his imitation of Horace, he spoke of him as "the best good man with the worst-natured Muse." Of the liveliness of his satire there is a good example in the lines addressed to Edward Howard, author of The British Princes, one of the plays ridiculed by Buckingham in The Rehearsal :-

As skilful divers to the bottom fall

Sooner than those who cannot swim at all,

So, in this way of writing without thinking,

Thou hast a strange alacrity of sinking.1

Thou writ'st below even thy own natural parts,

And, with acquired dulness, and new arts

Of studied nonsense, tak'st kind readers' hearts.

Therefore, dear Ned, at my advice forbear

Such loud complaints 'gainst critics to prefer,

Since thou art turned an arrant libeller.

Thou set'st thy name to what thyself dost write :

Did ever libel yet so sharply bite ?

'The worst-natured Muse" was also very severe on Catherine Sedley :-

Proud with the spoils of royal cully,

With false pretence to wit and parts,

She swaggers like a battered bully,

To try the temper of men's hearts.

Though she appear as glittering fine

As gems, and jets, and paint can make her;

She ne'er can win a breast like mine :

The Devil and Sir David take her.2

Of his light lyric touch, which pleases so much in the Song to the Ladies, the following may serve for a specimen :-

Phyllis, for shame, let us improve

A thousand different ways

Those few short moments snatched by love

From many tedious days.

1 Merry Wives of Windsor, Act iii. Sc. 5.

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If you want courage to despise

The censure of the grave,

Though Love's a tyrant in your eyes,

Your heart is but a slave.

My love is full of noble pride,

Nor can it e'er submit

To that fop, Discretion, ride

In triumph over it.

False friends I have, as well as you,

Who daily counsel me

Fame and ambition to pursue,

And leave off loving thee.

But when the least regard I show

To fools who thus advise,

May I be dull enough to grow

Most miserably wise.

It is but fair to add that, for all its trifling with love-songs and lampoons, the Court of Charles II. must have the credit of encouraging that more manly genius of didactic verse, which had been introduced by Denham in the previous generation.

The spirit of criticism was abroad, and one of the best results of the communication with France was the imitation of Boileau's practice of investigating the first principles of composition both in verse and prose.

Dryden had already led the way in this direction by his famous Essay of Dramatic Poesy; but the first examples of metrical criticism are furnished by the Earl of Mulgrave's Essay on Satire and Essay on Poetry, and the Earl of Roscommon's Essay on Translated Verse.

The former of these poets was born 7th April 1648, and was therefore the youngest of the charmed circle of "wits."

Like so many of his peers, he volunteered for service in the Dutch War of 1666, and again in 1672.

In 1673 he was made Colonel of the Old Holland Regiment, and received the order of the Garter.

He is said to have incurred the displeasure of the King by courting the Princess Anne, and it is alleged that, though he was appointed to command the expedition to Tangier in 1680, he was purposely sent to sea in a leaky ship.

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his return he opposed Monmouth, and after the disgrace

of the latter obtained some of his appointments. The

King banished him from Court in 1682, but he seems to

have been allowed to return in 1684. James II. showed

him much favour, making him a Privy Councillor in

1685, and a member of the reconstituted Court of High

Commission in 1686. Mulgrave, in return, proved more

loyal to the King than many of his companions. He

resisted James's attempts to convert him, but he remained

by him till he fled from the country. Afterwards, in the

debates on the settlement of the Crown, he voted for

associating William with Mary, and was in return admitted

to be a Cabinet Councillor in 1694 ; but after Charnock's

conspiracy in 1696, he refused to sign the declaration

acknowledging William as "right and lawful King," and

he was accordingly dismissed from the Privy Council.

Becoming leader of the Tories, he opposed the Act of

Settlement in 1701. When Anne succeeded to the

throne, she took care to distinguish her old suitor, who,

in 1703, was made Lord Privy Seal, and created Duke

of Buckinghamshire and Normanby. He retained his

appointments till 1705, when the Whigs succeeded in

gaining power. Under the new government he intrigued

to bring over the Electress Sophia, and on the fall of the

Whigs, in 1710, he was replaced in all his appointments.

He was one of the Lords Justices of Great Britain ap-

pointed, on the death of Anne, to carry on the adminis-

tration. George I., however, dismissed him from employ-

ment, and he remained in retirement till his death in

February 1721. He was buried in Westminster Abbey.

In his poems he is a great mocker at marriage : never-

theless he had three wives : his third was Katharine,

illegitimate daughter of James II. by Catherine Sedley,

one of the two originals who helped to make up Pope's

character of Atossa.

Johnson speaks slightingly of Mulgrave's poetry, and

justly, so far as his lyrical verse is in question. But his

didactic style is not altogether contemptible. He was

undoubtedly the author of the Essay on Satire. This

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poem—though when it appeared it was commonly re-

puted to be Mulgrave's—has been assigned to Dryden;

but whoever reads it carefully will at once see that it is

the work of a man of rank and position, who dares to

speak of his equals with a freedom on which Dryden

would never have ventured, unless assured of powerful

support. Again, it has been argued that it cannot be

Mulgrave's, because Mulgrave himself is ridiculed in it ;1

but it is plain that the author is not really much ashamed

of the weakness at which he laughs. That Mulgrave

himself claimed the poem is obvious from the couplet on

Dryden in one edition of his Essay on Poetry :-

Though praised and punished for another's rhymes,

His own deserve as much applause sometimes.

On the whole, though it is negligent in composition,

the Essay on Satire is a vigorous piece of writing,

resembling in its personality Rochester's Allusion to the

Tenth Satire of the First Book of Horace, but more

general in its scope. After dwelling on the purpose of

satiric poetry, the poet blames the ancients for their

ridicule of unworthy objects, and says that he shall not

follow their example, though at the same time he takes

the opportunity to make several hits at persons whom he

professes to despise : after which he proceeds to expose the

want of self-knowledge in those who value themselves as

the chief wits of the day—the King himself, Dorset,

"Little Sid," and Rochester. He winds up his satire

with a reflection upon himself :-

How vain a thing is man, and how unwise,

Even he who would himself the most despise !

I who so wise and humble seem to be,

Now my own vanity and pride can't see.

While the world's nonsense is so sharply shown,

We pull down others' but to raise our own :

That we may angels seem we paint them elves,

And are but satires to set up ourselves.

I, who have all this time been finding fault

E'en with my master who first satire taught,

And did by that describe the task so hard

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It seems stupendous and above reward,

Now labour with unequal force to climb

That lofty hill unreached by former time

'Tis just that I should to the bottom fall

Learn to write well, or not to write at all.

The Essay on Satire must have been written about

1679 or 1680, or at any rate some time before the death

of Rochester. It was followed soon afterwards by the

Essay on Poetry.1 This is entirely didactic and critical.

Having described the various kinds of poetry, after the

example of Boileau's Art Poetique, the Essay goes on to

consider the principles of good writing in a manner which

is mainly interesting as showing the extent to which the

supposed Aristotelian "rules," interpreted by French

criticism, had established themselves in polite society as

the standard of judgment; but it contains some lines

that have become proverbial. The following passage

is historically noteworthy as marking the progress of the

reaction against the "metaphysical" wit which had

dominated every department of poetry since the end of

the preceding century :-

Another fault which often may befall,

Is when the wit of some great poet shall

So overflow—that is be none at all—

That even his fools speak sense, as if possest.

And each by inspiration breaks his jest.

If once the justice of each part be lost,

Well may we laugh, but at the poet's cost.

That silly thing men call sheer wit avoid,

With which our age so nauseously is cloyed :

Humour is all : wit should be only brought

To turn agreeably some proper thought.

This reads like an anticipation of Pope's definition of "true

wit"; and the doctrines of the Essay on Criticism are also

seen germinally in the recipe for good play-writing :-

First on a plot employ thy careful thought;

Turn it with time a thousand different ways;

This oft, alone, has given success to plays.

Reject that vulgar error (which appears

So fair) of making perfect characters;

1 In this poem Mulgrave speaks of "nauseous songs by a late author

made," referring to Rochester.

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There's no such thing in nature; and you'll draw

A faultless monster which the world ne'er saw.

Some faults may be that his misfortunes drew,

But such as may deserve compassion too.

Besides the main design composed with art,

Each moving scene must be a plot apart :

Contrive each little turn, mark every place,

As painters first chalk out the future face :

Yet be not fondly your own slave for this,

But change hereafter what appears amiss.

He sometimes illustrates a good criticism by a beautiful

and vivid metaphor, as in the lines praising Hobbes's

prose style, which are worthy of Denham :-

But here sweet elegance does always smile

In such a choice yet unaffected style,

As must both knowledge and delight impart,

The force of reason with the flowers of art;

Clear as a beautiful transparent skin,

Which never hides the blood, yet holds it in;

Like a delicious stream it ever ran,

As smooth as woman, but as strong as man.

Wentworth Dillon, fourth Earl of Roscommon, comes

next to Buckingham in age among the wits of Charles II.,

having been born in Ireland about 1633, during the vice-

royalty of Lord Strafford, his maternal uncle, who sent

him to be educated in Yorkshire, under the care of one

Dr. Hall. Afterwards he was taken to Caen in Normandy,

where there was a Protestant university, and he then

travelled in France and Germany in company with Lord

Cavendish, afterwards Duke of Devonshire. He also

stayed for some time at Rome, and there made himself

a complete master of Italian. At the Restoration, having

returned to England, he regained possession, though in a

very impaired condition, of his Irish estates, which had

been forfeited during the Civil War. He sat in the Irish

Parliament of 1661. The same year he was made

captain of the Gentleman Pensioners, in which capacity

he came back to England and frequented the Court.

Here he sometimes yielded to a passion for gambling,

but from the other vices of the time he strongly revolted,

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and so entirely avoided all expression of them in his

poetry that Pope says of him :-

In all Charles's days

Roscommon only boasts unspotted bays.

He himself has recorded in his Ode'on Solitude his aversion

to the character of the society about him :-

Hail, sacred Solitude ' from this calm bay

I view the world's tempestuous sea,

And with wise pride despise

All these senseless vanities,

With pity moved for others cast away :

On waves of hopes and fears I see them tost,

On rocks of folly and of vice I see them lost.

Some the prevailing malice of the great,

Unhappy men, or adverse Fate,

Sunk deep into the gulfs of an afflicted State ;

But more, far more, a numberless prodigious train,

Whilst virtue courts them, but alas ! in vain,

Fly from her kind embracing arms,

Deaf to her fondest calls, blind to her gieatest charms ;

And sunk in pleasures and in brutish ease,

They in their shipwrecked state themselves obdurate please.

His thoughts were mainly bent on establishing in

society an elevated standard of taste, and on fixing the

principles of good writing. With this end in view he

tried to bring together the more refined and serious of

the courtiers in a body resembling the French Academy,

and set forth his own ideas of literary art in his Essay on

Translated Verse and in his translation of Horace's Art

of Poetry. His efforts in this direction were respectfully

recognised : he received from Cambridge the degree of

LL.D. in 1680, and the D.C.L. of Oxford in 1683 ; but

the refining movement under his guidance was too strictly

limited to Court circles, and failed to make way in the

country till it was strengthened by the aid of men of letters,

and the more democratic modes of literary discussion fol-

lowed in clubs and coffee-houses. Roscommon took little

part in politics, but Halifax said of him that "he was

one of the best orators and most capable of business too,

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if he would attend to it, in the three kingdoms.

He died, January 1684-85, of a chill caught in attending a sermon.

The Essay on Translated Verse at once made its mark in English literature.

Dryden tells us, in his "Preface to the Second Miscellany," that before beginning his own translation he"pondered how he might best act upon the principles laid down by Roscommon; and Addison speaks of the poem as one of the few successful attempts at didactic writing in verse before the Essay on Criticism.1

Johnson, indeed, is inclined to disparage its merits : he says that its maxims are too obvious to be of much value;2

but in point of fact the critical observations it contains, like those of the Essay on Criticism, are saved from commonplace by the spirit with which they are expressed, showing that the writer has assimilated and made part of himself truths which are generally only repeated by rote.

The Essay is written without much method, and the points on which it touches often extend far beyond the limits of the nominal subject : all the latter part, for example, is given up to the advocacy of blank verse as a metrical instrument superior to rhyme.

In the studied terseness of antithetical expression, as well as in the management of the cæsura, Roscommon's verse is nearer to Pope's manner than to Dryden's, and sententious passages like the following from the Essay on Translated Verse show that the author of the Essay on Criticism evidently learned something from him as well as from Mulgrave :

Immodest words admit of no defence,

For want of decency is want of sense.

Truth still is one; Truth is divinely bright;

No cloudy doubts obscure her native light.

While in your thoughts you find the least debate,

You may confound, but never can translate.

Take pains the genuine meaning to explore,

There sweat, there strain, tug the laborious oar.

Search every comment that your care can find;

Some here, some there, may hit the poet's mind.

Spectator, 253.

2 Lives of the Poets, "Roscommon."

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Yet be not blindly guided by the throng ;

The multitude is ever in the wrong.

Examine how your humour is inclined,

And which the ruling passion of your mind ;

Then seek a poet who your way does bend,

And choose an author as you choose a friend.

United by this sympathetic bond,

You grow familiar, intimate, and fond ;

Your thoughts, your words, your styles, your souls agree,

No longer his interpreter, but he.

The elevation of Roscommon's mind and his superiority to his corrupt age are shown both in his sympathy

with great poets like Virgil and Milton and in his

clear perception of the connection between national art

and national morality. The following lines from the

Essay on Translated Verse in praise of Virgil may be

taken as a good specimen of his style :-

The delicacy of the nicest ear

Finds nothing harsh or out of order there.

Sublime or low, unbended or intense,

The sound is still a comment on the sense.

A skilful ear in numbers should preside,

And all disputes without appeal decide.

This ancient Rome and elder Athens found,

Before mistaken stops debauched the sound.

When, by impulse from Heaven, Tyrtaeus sung,

In drooping soldiers a new courage sprung,

Reviving Sparta now the fight maintained,

And what two generals lost a poet gained.

By secret influence of indulgent skies

Empire and Poesy together rise.

True poets are the guardians of a state,

And, when they fall, portend approaching Fate.

For that which Rome to conquer did inspire

Was not the Vestal, but the Muse's fire.

Heaven joins the blessings : no declining age

E'er felt the raptures of poetic rage.

Such were the leaders of politics and fashion in the

Court Party. Opposed to them was the large body

which, representing different institutions in the nation as

a whole, had, for one reason or another, espoused the

cause of the Parliament in the Civil War. It included

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men moderate in opinion, similar in stamp to Essex and

Hampden in the previous generation, between whom and

leaders like Hyde and Falkland on the side of the King

there was no irreconcilable difference of principle. The

interests it defended were the security of property, the

independence of corporations, and—however the fact might

for the moment be disguised—the liberties of the National

Church. At the meeting of the Long Parliament these

seemed to be the principles at stake ; but as parliamentary

debate rapidly swelled into civil war, the favourers of

compromise naturally gave place to the men of extreme

opinions ; and the progress of what was at first entitled to

call itself the Country Party was from ecclesiastical tyranny

to political anarchy, and from that to military despotism.

At the Restoration the party comprised all that large

section of the nation which had been brought over by the

logic of events to the side of hereditary monarchy. But

these, in consequence of the discredit of the parliamentary

cause, were for the moment without leaders, and were

further weakened by their association with political

idealists, sectarian agitators, and Fifth-Monarchy fanatics.

All that they could do was to watch with sullen anger

the excesses of the Royalist reaction ; but the volume of

their brooding discontent afforded admirable materials for

any intriguing statesman who, for his own purposes, might

seek to translate the suppressed grievances of the nation

into constitutional language. No better image of the

elements composing the Country Party at the period of

the Popish and Rye-House Plots can be desired than

Dryden's brilliant description of them in Absalom and

Achitophel ; nor indeed can the fortunes of the party from

the Restoration up to that point, and onward to the

Revolution of 1688, be more intelligently studied than in

the whole history of the great poet whose genius must

form the subject of the next chapter.

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John Dryden and the Satirists of the Country Party: Andrew Marvell: John Oldham

John Dryden was the eldest son of Erasmus Dryden (or as the family, an old one, then generally wrote the name, Driden) of Blakesley, near Tichmarsh, and of Mary, daughter of Henry Pickering, Rector (after the poet's birth) of Aldwinckle All Saints. On both sides his parents were of the Puritan connection. He was born, according to the inscription on his monument, in 1632,1 and was educated first at Oundle School and then under Busby at Westminster. Thence he proceeded to Cambridge, where he was elected Scholar of Trinity College, on the Westminster Foundation, on 2nd October 1650. He took his B.A. degree in January 1653-54, nothing of any interest being recorded of his life as an undergraduate, beyond the fact that he was "discommonsed" for a fortnight for disobedience and contumacy. In June 1654 his father died, leaving him two-thirds of his little estate at Blakesley, and after going there to settle his affairs, he returned to Cambridge, where he resided for the next few years, without, however, proceeding to his M.A. degree in that university.

1 Other accounts put his birthday on 9th August 1631 : from his own statement in a letter addressed to his cousin, Mrs. Steward, he was sixty-seven in March 1688-89. "I am still," he says, "drudging at a Book of Miscellanies, which I hope will be well enough; if otherwise, three score and seven may be pardoned" (Scott's Drydon, vol. xviii. p. 153). But of course this may only mean that he was in his sixty-seventh year.

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Beyond the crude lines on the death of Lord

Hastings, written while he was still at Westminster in

Cowley's manner, none of Dryden's verse compositions up

to the time of his leaving Cambridge have been preserved.

The period was not favourable to the production of poetry

of the fanciful and metaphysical order in which his early

tastes had been trained. This had vanished for the time

with the Court itself, and the verse written during the

Protectorate—such as Andrew Marvell's Horatian Ode

and the sonnets of Milton—exhibits a classical severity

of style adapted to the stern character of Cromwell.

Something of this manner, mixed with metaphysical

hyperboles, quibbles, and puns, appears in the first pub-

lished poem of Dryden's maturity, the Heroic Stanzas

written after Cromwell's funeral in 1658 :-

When such heroic virtue heaven sets out,

The stars, like commons, sullenly obey;

Because it drains them when it comes about,

And therefore is a tax they seldom pay.

From this high spring our foreign conquests flow,

Which yet more glorious triumphs do portend;

Since their commencement to his arms they owe,

If springs as high as fountains may ascend.

He made us freemen of the Continent,

Whom Nature did like captives treat before;

To nobler preys the English lion sent,

And taught him first in Belgian walks to roar.

That old unquestioned pirate of the land,

Proud Rome, with dread the fate of Dunkirk heard,

And trembling wished behind more Alps to stand,

Although an Alexander were her guard.1

With the Restoration the metaphysical style revived

in a new form. All the invention which in the old

Provençal days had been employed in the exalta-

tion of the beloved mistress was now absorbed in

the flattery of the King. The poets took for their

models the Scriptores Panegyrici, who flourished in the

Roman Empire between the reigns of Trajan and

1 Alexander VII. being then Pope.

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Theodosius. Just as it had been the object of Pliny

or Pacatus to invent rounded Ciceronian periods in

praise of the exploits of their imperial masters, so did

Cowley, Waller, and Dryden vie with each other in

offering the incense of "wit" at the shrines of their semi-

deities. Charles and James. Dryden's Astræa Redux,

composed in 1660 to celebrate the entry of the King

into his capital, unites the styles of both schools of wit.

In the following passage he aims at the far-fetched

images of Cowley :-

Your power to justice doth submit your cause :

Your goodness only is above the laws,

Whose rigid letter while pronounced by you

Is softer made. So winds that tempests brew,

When through Arabian groves they take their flight,

Made wanton with rich odours lose their spite.

And as those lees that trouble it refine

The agitated soul of generous wine ;

So tears of joy, for your returning spilt,

Work out and expiate our former guilt.

But his concluding lines are in the smooth melodious

vein of Waller :-

At home the hateful names of parties cease,

And factious souls are wearied into peace.

The discontented now are only they

Whose crimes before did your just cause betray :

Of those your edicts some reclaim from sin,

But most your life and blest example win.

O happy Prince, whom heaven hath taught the way

By paying vows to have more vows to pay !

O happy age ! O times like these alone

By fate reserved for great Augustus' throne !

When the joint growth of arms and arts foreshew

The world a monarch—and that monarch you.

The Coronation—celebrated, as Pepys' Diary shows

us, with extraordinary splendour in 1661 ¹—furnished

Dryden with subject-matter for another Panegyric.

Hyperbole was natural on such an occasion, but, in his

efforts to be flatteringly sublime, he did not escape the

¹ Diary, 23rd April 1661.

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pitfalls of nonsense. Describing the music at the

coronation, he says :-

The grateful choir their harmony employ,

Not to make greater but more solemn joy.

Wrapt soft and warm, your name is sent on high,

As flames do out the wings of incense fly.

Music herself is lost ; in vain she brings

Her choicest notes to praise the best of kings :

Her melting strains in you a tomb have found,

And he like bees in their own sweetness drowned.

He that brought peace all discord could atone ;

His name is music of itself alone.

Even the praises of Charles seem stinted in com-

parison with those which in the following year Dryden

lavished on his chief minister, whose influence he may

have believed likely to be the best door to preferment.

Clarendon is compared, in conjunction with his sovereign,

to the visible expanse of heaven. He is said to fit the

King's subjects to obedience, as the stars influence men

to carry out the will of God. The operations of his

mind are like the motion of the earth, which is so

swift as to be unperceived. He has already wearied

Fortune so far, that she cannot be any more his friend

or foe, but sits breathless to admire the fate that stops

her wheel.1

After thus out-Cowleying Cowley, Dryden relaxed

his efforts—deliberately, as he tells us, since a lady was

the object of his flattery2—by praising the Duchess

of York in Waller's manner. She is told, in the poem

addressed to her, that the Duke's victory over the Dutch

on the 3rd of June 1665 is due to her prayers :-

The winds were hushed, the waves in rank were cast,

As awfully as when God's people passed :

Those yet uncertain on whose sails to blow,

These, where the wealth of nations ought to flow.

Then with the Duke your highness ruled the day :

1 Address to the Lord Chancellor Hyde. Presented on New Year's Day 1662.

2 "I knew I addressed them to a lady, and accordingly I affected the

softness of expression and the smoothness of measure rather than the height

of thought."—Letter to Sir Robert Howard, printed before Annus Mirabilis.

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While all the brave did his command obey,

The fair and pious under you did pray.

How powerful are chaste vows ! the wind and tide

You bribed to combat on the English side.

Thus to your much-loved lord you did convey

An unknown succour, sent the nearest way.

New vigour to his wearied arms you brought,

(So Moses was upheld while Israel fought)

While from afar we hear the cannon play,

Like distant thunder on a shiny day.

By much the finest of the poems of Dryden's

panegyrical period is the Annus Mirabilis, published

early in 1667. The subjects of this were the two

great events of the year 1666, the Dutch War and the

Fire of London ; and in it the poet almost drops the

metaphysical style, trusting to the inherent virtues of his

theme and his own powers of facile and robust expression.

For his metrical vehicle he returned to the measure in

which he had already celebrated the memory of Cromwell,

the quatrain with alternate rhymes. This stanza was

better suited to his purpose than the couplet, the limitations of which almost inevitably forced invention to travel

in search of remote comparisons and conceits. Dryden's

native vigour of thought saved him from what was his

chief danger, prolixity of expression, and he showed

himself, when fortunate in his inspiration, to be capable

of sublime simplicity, as in the noble lines cited by

Johnson, describing the dreams of the English and Dutch

after the first sea-fight, or in the less familiar passage in

which Albemarle, like Henry V. at Agincourt, encourages

his crews, overmatched by numbers :-

His wounded men he first sends off on shore,

Never till now unwilling to obey;

They not their wounds, but want of strength, deplore,

And think them happy who with him can stay.

Then to the rest : " Rejoice," said he, "to-day ;

In you the fortune of Great Britain lies ;

Among so brave a people you are they

Whom heaven hath chose to fight for such a prize.

" If number English courages could quell,

We should at first have shunned, not met, our foes .

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Whose numerous sails the fearful only tell ;

Courage from hearts, and not from numbers, grows."

On the other hand, the faults of the poem—arising,

partly out of the poet's exuberant genius, partly out

of the bad metaphysical tradition—are many and great.

The descriptions are too diffuse, especially that of the

Fire, in which the same images are constantly recurring.

Every thought is taken as it comes: the sublime is

marred by the grotesque, and meanness is mixed with

magnificence. Dryden constantly falls into the error

for which he blames Cowley : he cannot resist a witty

conceit. When he paints the English fleet about to sail

against the Dutch, he thinks to heighten the description

by saying :--

To see this fleet upon the ocean move,

Angels drew wide the curtains of the skies,

And heaven, as if there wanted lights above,

For tapers made two glaring comets rise.

The Almighty is represented snuffing out the Fire :--

A hollow crystal pyramid He takes,

In firmamental waters dipt above ;

Of it a broad extinguisher He makes,

And hoods the flames that to their quarry drove.

This mixture of greatness and conceit mars in places

what on the whole is a noble passage, describing the

despair of the citizens of London in the midst of

the Fire:--

Night came, but without darkness or repose,

A dismal picture of the general doom ;

Where souls, distracted when the trumpet blows,

And half unready, with their bodies come.

Those who have homes, when home they do repair,

To a last lodging call their wandering friends

Their short uneasy steps are broke with care,

To look how near their own destruction tends.

Those who have none sit round where once it was,

And with full eyes each wonted room require ;

Haunting the yet warm ashes of the place,

As murdered men walk where they did expire.

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Some stir up coals, and watch the vestal fire,

Others in vain from sights of ruin run;

And, while through burning labyrinths they retire,

With loathing eyes repeat what they would shun.

The most in fields, like herded beasts, lie down,

To dews obnoxious on the grassy floor;

And while their babes in sleep their sorrows drown,

Sad parents watch the remnants of their store.

While by the motions of the fire they guess

What streets are burning now, and what are near,

An infant waking, to the paps would press,

And meets, instead of milk, a falling tear.

Dryden probably learned early in his poetical experience that panegyrics in verse were not paid with much more than praise; and he had, for some years before the publication of his Annus Mirabilis, turned his attention to the more lucrative trade of play-writing, in which, though he was not at first successful, he showed his usual skill in adapting himself to the public taste. In 1668 the marked success of his Indian Emperor and other plays procured for him the offer of a share in the stock of the King's Theatre, on condition of supplying it with three plays a year. So laborious a task (though it was not always strictly fulfilled), absorbed his poetical energies, and for about fifteen years his literary productions remained almost exclusively dramatic. As his work for the stage must be reserved for notice in the next volume, he will for a while, with the cessation of his panegyrical period, pass out of our sight. It should, however, be noted that in 1668, on the death of Davenant, he was appointed to the post of Poet Laureate;1 and to this was joined the office of Historiographer Royal, which had been vacant since the death of the previous holder in 1666.

Meantime the course of public affairs reached a point at which the form of panegyric was no longer available, even to the poets of the Court. For the first seven years of Charles's reign the public joy at the restoration of the monarchy served as a cloak to the

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vices of the monarch. The Country Party was power-

less and almost silent. The sobriety and weight of

Clarendon's character gave prestige to the administration.

But Clarendon's power was being rapidly undermined.

While he busied himself too exclusively with securing

the supremacy of the Church, he allowed the conduct

of foreign affairs to pass into the hands of Buckingham,

Ashley, and Bennet, who gradually established a complete

ascendency over the mind of the King. When the Plague

and the Fire of London were followed by the triumphant

advance of the Dutch fleet up the Thames, the people held

Clarendon responsible for the disgrace of the nation, though

this was mainly due to the sins of the Court. He was

banished from the country by Act of Parliament in 1667.

After his fall the Court Party, represented by the

shameful Cabal Ministry, taking advantage of the still

overflowing loyalty of the Restoration Parliament, made

rapid advances in the direction of absolutism and popery.

The triple league between England, Holland, and Sweden,

was denounced by Shaftesbury. Charles, always greedy

for money to spend on his pleasures, sold his country

to France by the Treaty of Dover, and the Duke

of York, who now openly avowed his religion, filled the

Court with his Irish creatures. A declaration of

indulgence, relieving Roman Catholics and Dissenters

from the necessity of signing the Transubstantiation Test,

was issued. But the Country Party having now rallied,

the public indignation at these proceedings found a voice

in Parliament. The Cabal Ministry were dispersed, and

the King entirely withdrew his support from Shaftesbury

and Buckingham, while they in retaliation began to ally

themselves with the Country Party.

A change of policy was once more effected by the

Court, under the leadership of Sir Thomas Osborne, after-

wards Earl of Danby, whose plan was to hoodwink the

Parliament by affecting to fall back on the support of the

old Cavaliers ; to strengthen the interest of the Church ;

and to denounce the French alliance. So boldly and

skilfully did he play his game that, by dint of corruption,

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he nearly secured a parliamentary majority in favour of his

absolutist designs ; but just as his policy seemed to be

succeeding, it utterly collapsed, on the discovery being made

that he was aware of the secret treaty of 1676, by which

England was again sold to France. As the fermentation

over the Popish Plot arose almost at the same time, the

Parliament, which had sat since 1660, was at last dissolved,

and a new House of Commons elected, the temper of which

was shown by the forced departure of the Duke of York

from England, the impeachment of Danby, the passing of

the Test Act, the debates on the Exclusion Bill, and the

trial and execution of Lord Stafford.

During the greater part of this period the most notice-

able feature in political history is the increasing power of

the Country Party ; and in the history of poetry the

inward spirit of that party is vividly illustrated by the

satires of Andrew Marvell. Marvell had many qualifica-

tions as a satirist. With a lively imagination he com-

bined great soundness of judgment, mordant wit, and

strong dialectical power. He was a Puritan, not without

some former Royalist sympathies, and with a genuine

care for the honour of the country. As member for Hull

in the Restoration Parliament, he enjoyed good oppor-

tunities of watching the changes in the public mind, and

of turning to the advantage of his party all the personal

scandals and rumours that circulated in the House of Com-

mons and the London coffee-houses. His satire was

especially trenchant at the time of Clarendon's overthrow in

1667, during the decline and fall of the Cabal Ministry in

1672-73, and at the beginning of Danby's ascendency in

1674-75. To the first of these periods belong the satires

entitled Instructions to a Painter and Clarendon's House-

Warming ; to the second, Further Instructions to "

Painter ; Advice to a Painter ; Nostradamus' Prophecy ;1

1 Mr. G. A. Aitken, who has edited Marvell's satires with admirable

care, puts this poem later ; but I think it is evident that all the events alluded

to are meant to fall within a single year, viz. 1671-72. The only allusion

which could refer to an event outside these limits is the mention of the Seal

being given to a " talking fool," which Mr. Aitken thinks is a stroke at the

florid eloquence of Nottingham, Shaftesbury's successor ; but it is equally

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The Statue in Stocks Market ; the corrupt state of politics under Danby's guidance, from 1674 to 1678, is exposed

in An Historical Poem, in Britannia and Raleigh, and in the lively Dialogue between Two Horses.

The spirit and character of Marvell's satires consist in their being the exact antithesis of the panegyrical poetry of

Dryden, Cowley, and Waller. The panegyric was the vehicle for servile adulation by the flatterers of the Crown,

the satire for virulent criticism by the parliamentary Opposition ; one exalted the chief personages of the Court

as demigods, the other held them up as examples of all the vices of human nature ; one soared into metaphysical

generalities, the other descended to the minutest details ; Dryden and Waller exhibited the King and the Duke of

York in great situations, like the sea-fights against the Dutch or the Fire of London ; Marvell dealt with such matters

as the slitting of Sir John Coventry's nose, the low amours of the Duchess of Cleveland, the extravagant expense of

Clarendon's house-building, the supposed poisoning of Lady Denham by the Duchess of York. In a word, just

in proportion as the panegyrists of the Court produced their effects by the exaggeration of flattery, so did the

satirists of the Country Party produce theirs by the scurrilous accuracy of their lampoons.

The form of Marvell's satire was in part determined by the poetry of the panegyrists, which he ridiculed by

parody. For example, one of Waller's adulatory poems is entitled Instructions to a Painter. It describes the sea-

fight of 3rd June 1665 against the Dutch, in which the Duke of York was victorious ; and after many ingenious

conceits, it concludes with the following audacious flattery of the King and his brother :-

Painter, excuse me if I have a while

Forgot thy art, and used another style ;

For though you draw armed heroes as they sit,

The task in battle does the Muses fit :

applicable to Shaftesbury himself, who was made Chancellor in 1672, who is described by Burnet as "talking without discretion," and who in 1672 was acting in opposition to the Country Party.

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They in the dark confusion of a fight

Discover all, instruct us how to write :

And light and honour to brave actions yield,

Hid in the smoke and tumult of the field.

Ages to come shall know that leader's toil,

And his great name on whom the Muses smile.

Their dictates here let thy famed pencil trace,

And this relation with thy colours trace.

Then draw the Parliament, the nobles met,

And our great monarch high above them set ;

Like young Augustus let his image be,

Triumphing, for that victory at sea.

When Egypt's Queen and Eastern kings o'erthrown

Made the possession of the world his own.

Last draw the Commons at his royal feet,

Pouring out treasure to supply his fleet .

They vow with lives and fortunes to maintain

Their King's eternal title to the main :

And with a present to the Duke approve

His valour, conduct, and his country's love.

At the same time he wrote a further Address to the King

in which are these lines :-

But your great providence no colours here

Can represent, nor pencil draw that care,

Which keeps you waking to secure our peace,

The nation's glory, and our trade's increase ;

You for these ends whole days in council sit,

And the diversions of your youth forget.

After the Dutch had come up the Thames in 1667, Marvell

seized on Waller's poem as the basis for a satirical attack

on Clarendon. In his Instructions to a Painter he sets

the real condition of things against Waller's poetical

mendacities ; describes minutely the amusements of the

King, the personal antagonisms of partis in the House

of Commons, and the petty shifts of the Court in their

need of money ; paints the absolutely defenceless state of

the river and the dockyards, and the sinking of the finest

ships in the navy as a barrier against the Dutch fleet ;

finally returns again to ridicule the manœuvres of the

Court in the attempt to avoid discussion in the Commons.

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When he has heightened the disgraceful effect of his

picture to the uttermost, he concludes with a portrait of

the King, reflecting on his condition and resolving on the

removal of his Minister. This is perhaps the most power-

ful part of the satire, and, in the rudeness and boldness

of the style, which reveals at the same time an accurate

knowledge of the secret history of the Court, furnishes

the most effective contrast to Waller's smoothly versified

flattery :—

Shake then the room, and all his curtains tear,

And with blue streaks infect the taper clear,

While the pale ghost his eyes doth fixed admire

Of grandsire Harry 1 and of Charles his sire.

Harry sits down, and in his open side

The grisly wound reveals of which he died ;

And ghastly Charles, turning his collar low,

The purple thread about his neck did show.

Then, whispering to his son in words unheard,

Through the locked door both of them disappeared.

The wondrous sight the pensive King revolves,

And rising, straight on Hyde's disgrace resolves.

At his first step he Castlemaine does find,

Bennet and Coventry as 'twas designed ;

And they, not knowing, the same thing propose

Which his hid mind did in its depths disclose.

Through their feigned speech their secret hearts he knew—

To her own husband Castlemain untrue ; 2

False to his master, Bristol, Arlington ; 3

And Coventry falser than any one,

Who to the brother brother would betray 4—

Nor therefore trusts himself to such as they.

His father's ghost, too, whispered him one note,

That who does cut his purse will cut his throat ;

And in wise anger he their crimes forbears,

As thieves reprieved from executioners ;

1 Henry IV. of France.

2 Barbara Palmer, wife of Roger, Earl of Castlemain, afterwards Duchess

of Cleveland.

3 Before the Earl of Bristol's disgrace the latter had employed Sir H.

Bennet and Lady Castlemain to intrigue on his behalf against Clarendon.

When Bennet rose into favour as Lord Arlington, he thought no more of

Bristol's interests.

4 Sir William Coventry had been secretary to the Duke of York before

taking service directly under the King.

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While Hyde, provoked, his foaming tusk does whet,

To prove them traitors, and himself the Pett.1

Painter, adieu ! How well our arts agree,

Poetic picture, painted poctry !

But this great work is for our monarch fit,

And henceforth Charles only to Charles shall sit.

His master hand the ancients shall outdo,

Himself the painter and the poet too.

Another form of satire which Marvell was fond of using for his invectives against the Court was the street ballad. This had been popular from the very infancy of our literature,2 and the biting irony of Marvell's verses was the more effective from their irregular rhythm and rude idiom, which suited the tastes of the readers to whom they were particularly addressed. Thus, in Clarendon's House-Warming, the reputed avarice of the Chancellor is reflected on in the following close-packed stanza :-

The Scotch forts and Dunkirk, but that they were sold;3

He would have demolished to raise up his walls ;

Nay, e'en from Tangier have sent back for the mould;4

But that he had nearer the stones of St. Paul's.5

Marvell shows much invention in seizing on incidents of the day as texts for his satire. In 1674, for example, Danby resolved to symbolise his policy of relying on the Cavalier party by setting up a statue of Charles I. at Charing Cross.6 The statue remained five months concealed in its scaffolding, and in a poem on the subject Marvell ingeniously suggests that money is wanting to finish the work :-

1 Christopher Pett was made the scapegoat for the defenceless state of the river when the Dutch came up the Thames. Pepys hints that he was not really responsible.

2 See vol. i. pp. 187-199.

3 The forts of Ayr and other places were demolished after the Restoration. Dunkirk, ceded to Cromwell, was sold by Charles to the French, with Clarendon's consent, in 1663. Clarendon's palace was called by the people "Dunkirk House."

4 Tangier, part of the dowry of Charles II.'s Queen, was fortified in 1662.

5 Stones were collected for the rebuilding of St. Paul's after the Fire, but, not being immediately used, they were bought by Clarendon for his house.

6 Burnet, History of His Own Times, p. 373.

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The housewifery Treasuress sure is grown nice,

And so liberally treated the members at supper ;

She thinks not convenient to go to the price,

And we've lost both our King, and our horse, and our crupper.

Where so many parties there are to provide,

To buy a king is not so wise as to sell ;

And however, she said, it could not be denied

That a monarch of gingerbread might do as well.

But the Treasurer told her he thought she was mad,

And his Parliament list too withal did produce ;

When he showed her that so many voters he had,

As would the next tax reimburse them with use.1

In course of time the statue was completed, and then

its appearance suggested to the versatile satirist fresh

matter for wit. He imagined a dialogue between the

horse of the statue of Charles I. at Charing Cross and

that of the statue of Charles II., which had been erected a

few years before by Sir Robert Viner at Wool-Church.

The riders are supposed to have left their steeds at night,

and the two animals take the opportunity to exchange

interjectional remarks on the sad state of the nation :-

CHARING

My brass is provoked as much as thy stone

To see Church and State bow down to a whore,

And the King's chief minister holding the door ;

1 "The next attempt was against the Earl of Danby, who had begun to

invent the usual methods of the Exchequer. But the majority were for him ;

against him, that grew in conclusion to be too hard for him. He took a

different method fiom those who were in the Ministry before him. They had

taken off the great and leading men, and left the herd as a despised company

who could do nothing because they had none to head them. But Lord Danby

reckoned that the major number was the surer game : so he neglected the

great men who, he thought, raised their price too high, and reckoned that he

could gain ten ordinary men cheaper than one of those. This might have

succeeded with him, if they that did lead his party had been wise and skilful

men. But he seemed to be jealous of all such, as if they might gain too much

credit with the King. The chief men that he made use of were of so low a

size, that they were baffled in every debate. So that many who were inclined

enough to vote in all obedience yet were ashamed to be in the vote on the side

that was manifestly run down in the debate."—Burnet, History of His Own

Times, p. 382.

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The money of widows and orphans employed,

And the bankers quite broke to maintain the whore's pride :

Wool-Church

To see Dei Gratia writ on the throne,

And the King's wicked life say, God there is none.

Charing

That he should be styled Defender of the Faith,

Who believes not a word what the Word of God saith

Wool-Church

That the Duke should turn Papist, and that Church defy

For which his own father a martyr did die.

Charing

Though he changed his religion, I hope he's so civil

Not to think his own father is gone to the devil.

The two horses freely proclaim their contempt for their

riders, and look back with regret to the days of Crom-well :-

Wool-Church

One of the two tyrants must still be our case,

Under all who shall reign of the false Stuart race.

De Witt and Cromwell had each a brave soul ;

I freely declare it, I am for old Noll ;

Though his government did a tyrant resemble,

He made England great, and his enemies tremble.

Talk of this kind doubtless passed freely in the coffee-houses, and, being found inconvenient, called forth a pro-

clamation in November 1675, closing these places of public resort. This despotic measure gives point to the poet's moral :-

Though tyrants make laws which they strictly proclaim,

To conceal their own faults and to cover their shame,

Yet the beasts in the field, and the stones in the wall,

Will punish their faults, and prophesy their fall.

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When they take from the people the freedom of words,

They teach them sooner to fall to their swords.

Let the city drink coffee and quietly groan ;

They who conquered the father won't be slave to the son.

For wine and strong drink make tumults increase ;

Chocolate, tea, and coffee are liquors of peace ;

No quarrels or oaths are among those who drink 'em ;

'Tis Bacchus and the brewer swear Damn 'em! and Sink 'em!

Then, Charles, thy late edict against coffee recall,

There's ten times more treason in brandy and ale.

The proclamation was withdrawn, 8th January 1676.

After the publication of this Dialogue Marvell ceased

to write satire. The last two years of his life were occu-

pied with the composition of a treatise in prose, showing

the advance of popery and arbitrary government. His

satires, indeed, had served the end he had in view, of

rallying the Country Party and discrediting the cause of

the Court. Written, as they were, with this limited aim,

they make no pretension to the highest form of satire,

which must be distinguished by philosophical elevation

and literary polish. Nor would they have hit the public

taste at the later date, when Shaftesbury, taking advan-

tage of the swelling tide of anti-popery, was inflaming

the imaginations of all Englishmen, and especially the

citizens of London, with the idea that the Protestant

liberties of the country were in danger. Rhetoric of a

more general and impassioned kind than what is found in

Marvell's satires was needed for such a political atmo-

sphere, and the satirist required for the occasion soon

made his appearance.

About the time when Marvell gave over his “libels,”

there was a young man, employed as usher in Archbishop

Whitgift's Free School at Croydon, who, while conscious

of possessing poetic genius, wanted an adequate outlet

for his ideas. John Oldham was born in 1653, at Shipton,

near Tedbury, in Gloucestershire, where his father, a

Presbyterian minister, held the living, his grandfather

having been Rector of Nuneaton in the same county.

From his father he received most of his early education ;

the rest was given at St. Edmund's Hall, Oxford, from

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which he took his degree of B.A. in 1674. In the

following year, at the desire of his father,—who had been

deprived of his living after the Restoration, and was prob-

ably in straitened circumstances,—he returned home, much

against his will, and, after remaining there for a year,

resolved to seek his livelihood in his own way. In his

Satire addressed to a Friend that is about to leave the

University and come abroad in the World—evidently one

of his later compositions—he reviews the openings which

then seemed to present themselves to his choice. The Church

was completely overstocked. Hence, says the poet,

If this, or thoughts of such a weighty charge,

Make you resolve to keep yourself at large,

For want of better opportunity,

A school must your next sanctuary be.

But having accepted the position of usher, he found it,

as Johnson and Goldsmith did afterwards, very little to

his liking :-

But who would be to the vile drudgery bound,

When there so small encouragement is found;

Where you, for recompense of all your pains,

Shall scarcely reach a common fiddler's gains ?

For when you've toiled and laboured all you can,

To dung and cultivate a barren brain;

A dancing-master shall be better paid,

Though he instructs the heels and you the head.

To such indulgence are kind parents grown,

That nought costs less in breeding than a son;

Nor is it hard to find a father now

Shall more upon a setting dog allow;

And with a freer hand reward the care

Of training up his spaniel than his heir.

Oldham was consumed by two master passions, neither

of which he lived fully to satisfy—love of independence

and love of poetry. Of the latter he says :-

Oft (I remember) did kind friends dissuade,

And bid me quit the trifling barren trade;

Oft have I tried (Heaven knows) to mortify

This vile and wicked lust of poetry;

But still unconquered it remains within,

Fixed as a habit or some darling sin.1

1 A Satire dissuading from Poetry.

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At first he tried to express himself in the Pindaric

style, and wrote in it the earliest of his published

poems, the ode on the death of a friend, Charles Morwent,

which Pope thought one of the best of his compositions.

This is a vigorous piece of work, marked by all the extra-

vagance and inharmoniousness of Donne in his verses on

Anne Drury, and by the harsh hyperboles of Cowley.

The following are some of the best lines :-

This made thy courtesy to all extend,

And thee to the whole universe a friend ;

Those which were strangers to thy native soil and thee

No strangers to thy love could be,

Whose bounds were wide as all mortality :

Thy heart no island was, disjoined

(Like thy own nation) from all human kind ;

But 'twas a continent, to other countries fixt,

As firm by Love, as they by Earth, annext.

Soon after he wrote an ode on the genius of Ben Jonson;

an ironical ode, called A Satire against Virtue; and (seeing

that this was misunderstood by his matter-of-fact country-

men) A Counterpart to the Satire against Virtue. All these

are evidently the work of a powerful mind, determined

to attract notice by originality of conception and expres-

sion. His Satire against Virtue is headed with the

significant citation from Juvenal :-

Aude aliquid brevibus Gyaris et carcere dignum,

Si vis esse aliquid.

But here his genius is seen to be struggling with uncon-

genial matter, in an unpropitious form : he had no gift of

song ; what distinguishes the style even of his lyrics is

great strength of thinking, joined with dramatic force and

lively imagery—in a word, the talent of a satirist.

Yet, as Dryden said of him afterwards,

Wit can shine

Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line,

and his verses, widely circulated in MS., are said to have

procured him a visit in his school from Rochester, Dorset,

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and Sedley. These tried, probably, to persuade him to

come to London; but, if they did so, Oldham refused, and

continued to teach in his school till 1678, when an

opportunity was afforded him, by the disclosures of Oates

and Bedloe about the Popish Plot, for the display of his

real powers. The people, knowing in a general way the

system of the Jesuits, and retaining a vivid memory of the

Gunpowder Plot, were in a mood to believe all the lies of

the informers, and to welcome any poet who showed himself

capable of projecting their passions into a metrical shape.

How far Oldham believed Oates, how far he was moved

by real indignation against the Jesuits, may be doubted :

at any rate, his Puritan upbringing and his poetical imagi-

nation made it easy for him to sympathise with the

popular frenzy, while he found in the verse of the Roman

satirists, with whom he was well acquainted, a model of

expression exactly suited to his genius. His Satires upon

the Jesuits were written in 1678-79 (the first alone was

at once published), and a Prologue was prefixed to them,

in which he successfully imitated the abrupt opening of

Juvenal's first satire :-

For who can longer hold? when every Press,

The Bar, the Pulpit too, has broke the peace ?

When every scribbling fool at the alarms

Has drawn his pen, and rises up in arms?

And not a dull pretender of the town

But vents his gall in pamphlets up and down ?

When all with license rail, and who will not

Must be almost suspected of the Plot,

And bring his zeal, or else his parts, in doubt ?

Under these circumstances, he argues, the eloquence of

the pulpit is weak and vain :-

'Tis pointed satire and the sharps of wit

For such a prize are the only weapons fit :

Nor needs there art or genius here to use,

Where indignation can create a Muse :

Should parts and nature fail, yet very spite

Would make the arrant'st Wild or Withers write.

He vows, in view of the Jesuits' crimes, to pursue them

with implacable hatred :-

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Red-hot with vengeance, thus I'll brand disgrace

So deep, no time shall e'er the marks deface;

Till my severe and exemplary doom

Spread wider than their guilt, till it become

More dreaded than the Bar, and frighten worse

Than damning Pope's anathemas and curse.

In the execution of his satiric purpose Oldham showed a

certain grandeur of conception. Paradise Lost had appeared

within recent memory, and all readers of imagination had

been deeply impressed by the representation in it of the

character of Satan, his indomitable energy, his fixed

resolution in the pursuit of evil, his relentless hatred of

good. These qualities of the Devil are transferred by

Oldham to the Jesuits, and much art is shown in the

dramatic treatment of the subject. In his Satire against

Virtue he had written ironically in his own person; but a

device so over-subtle had been misunderstood by many of

his readers. He now employed it with more skill, by

writing three of his satires in character, or as he calls it,

"masquerade." In the first of these he imagines the

ghost of Garnet, the martyr of the Gunpowder Plot,

rising to animate the Jesuits after the murder of Godfrey;

in the third, Loyola is represented dictating his will on his

death-bed to his disciples; in the fourth—an imitation of

Horace's satire,beginning "Olim truncus eram ficulnus" 1—

St. Ignatius' image shows up the frauds and superstitious

practices of which it has been the witness. With excel-

lent judgment, the poet varies this general plan by speak-

ing throughout the second satire in his own person, and by

paying a tribute of perhaps genuine admiration to the

grandeur of the diabolical designs which, in the other

satires, he has exposed by the mouth of their authors:-

O glorious and heroic constancy,

That can forswear upon the cart, and die

With gasping souls expiring in a lie!

None but tame sheepish criminals repent,

Who fear the idle bug-bear, punishment:

Your gallant sinner scorns that cowardice,

The poor regret of having done amiss:

1 Horace, Satire 1. viii.

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Brave he, to his first principles still true,

Can face damnation, sin with hell in view;

And bid it take the soul he does bequeath,

And blow it thither with his dying breath'

The Satires upon the Jesuits are the first poems of the

kind in English which display the broad generalising

powers of the Roman satirists ; in this respect Oldham's

style is in marked contrast to the minutely-detailed

satiric manner of Cleveland and Marvell. His weighty

declamation, studied rhetoric, trenchant epigram, and

picturesque imagery, cause him to resemble Juvenal ; in

the dramatic, or rather melodramatic, framework of his

satires, he adds to his Latin model a feature peculiar to

himself. The description of Loyola on his death-bed in

the midst of his followers is highly effective :-

On pillows raised he does their entrance greet,

And joys to see the wished assembly meet ;

They in glad murmurs tell their joy aloud,

Then a deep silence stills the expecting crowd :

Like Delphic hag of old, by fiend possest,

He swells ; wild frenzy heaves his panting breast,

His bristling hairs stick up, his eyeballs glow,

And from his mouth long streaks of drivel flow :

Thrice with due reverence he himself doth cross,

Then thus his hellish oracles disclose.

It must be admitted that, in many essential qualities,

the Satires upon the Jesuits fall far short of the standard

of Juvenal. Written to gratify the fury of a mob, the

style is that of a scene-painter, and the glaring colours

only blend when viewed at a distance. When we have

admired the force of the general conception, and the

skilful invention of the design, the want of chiaroscuro in

the treatment of the subject begins to be felt. We

miss that majestic air of moral reflection with which

Juvenal relieves his glowing pictures of vice and corrup-

tion. Above all, Oldham offends by the harshness and

negligence of his verse, especially in respect of rhyme.

Within fifty not exceptional lines I find the following

rhymes : “smiled — filled” ; “leave—give” ; “days—

digress” ; “expound—atoned” ; “grief—give” ; “send

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—land"; "set—strait"; "space—consciences"; "bow

—through"; "buy—be"; "life—give"; "maintains—

chance"; "tell — kill"; "bawd — trade"; "scarce —

heirs."1 He seems to have thought, like Marston and

other satirists at the end of the previous century, that to

be rough was to be forcible.

Oldham never attained the position of literary inde-

pendence for which he pined. After leaving Croydon he

was engaged as tutor in two different families, and re-

ceived an offer from the Earl of Kingston, who enthusiasti-

cally admired him, of a domestic chaplaincy. To

this offer he probably alludes in his Satire addressed to

a Friend about to leave the University. After consider-

ing the respective prospects of a clergyman and a school-

master, he goes on :-

Some think themselves exalted to the sky

If they light in some noble family :

Diet, an horse, and thirty pounds a year,

Besides the advantage of his lordship's ear

The credit of the business and the state

Are things that in a youngster's ear sound great.

Little the unexperienced wretch does know

What slavery he oft must undergo :

Who though in silken scarf and cassock drest

Wears but a gayer livery at best

When dinner calls the Implement must wait

With holy words to consecrate the meat,

But hold it for a favour seldom known

If he be deigned the honour to sit down.

Soon as the tarts appear, Sir Crape, withdraw !

Those dainties are not for a spiritual maw :

Observe your distance, and be sure to stand

Hard by the cistern, with your cap in hand ;

There for diversion you may pick your teeth,

Till the kind voider comes for your relief.

For mere board wages such their freedom sell,

Slaves to an hour and vassals to a bell ;

And if the enjoyment of one day be stole,

They are but prisoners out upon parole :

Always the marks of slavery remain,

And they, though loose, still drag about their chain.3

1 Satire upon the Jesuits, iii.

2 Oldham had been anticipated by Hall in the treatment of this subject.

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The success of the Satires upon the Jesuits seems to have tempted Oldham to London. He had saved a little money from his tutorship, and he hoped, no doubt, that his services to the Country Party would procure him patronage among the leaders of the opposition. But he soon found his mistake. The excitement of the plot had died away, and since his party were in the ascendant, satire was no longer of use to them : he was accordingly left in the cold, with no profit beyond his experiences, which he recorded in two satires more nearly approaching the excellence of Juvenal than anything he had yet produced.

In the first of these, entitled A Satire dissuading from Poetry, after his favourite dramatic device, the ghost of Spenser appears, warning the poet against his fatal devotion to literature by pointing out the ungrateful treatment of Spenser himself, Cowley, and Butler. The strong and bitter verses on the author of Hudibras were no doubt inspired by resentment at the neglect Oldham had himself experienced :-

On Butler who can think without just rage,

The glory and the scandal of the age?

Fair stood his hopes when first he came to tow'r,

Met everywhere with welcomes of renown,

Courted, caressed by all, with wonder read,

And promises of princely favour fed :

But what reward for all had he at last,

After a life in dull expectance past?

The wretch, at summing up his misspent days,

Found nothing left but poverty and praise :

Of all his gains by verse he could not save

Enough to purchase flannel and a grave.

Reduced to want, he in due time fell sick,

Was fain to die and be interred on tick.

And well might bless the fever that was sent,

To rid him hence, and his worse fate prevent.

The Satire in Imitation of the Third Satire of Juvenal is an exceedingly spirited adaptation of the Latin poet, the manner of which, if itself suggested by Rochester's Allusion to the Tenth Satire of Horace's First Book, has the merit of having furnished a model to such excellent compositions as Pope's Epistle to Augustus and Johnson's

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London. In Oldham's reasons for leaving town we have

the outpourings of a wounded heart :-

Let thriving Morecraft choose his dwelling there,

Rich with the spoils of some young spendthrift heir :

Let the Plot-mongers stay behind, whose art

Can truth to sham and sham to truth convert :

Whoever has an house to build, or set

His wife, his conscience, or his oath, to let :

Whoever has, or hopes for, offices,

A Navy, Guard, or Custom-House's place :

I live in London ! What should I do there?

I cannot lie, nor flatter, nor forswear :

I can't commend a book or piece of wit,

(Though a Lord were the author) dully writ :

I'm no Sir Sidrophel, to read the stars,

And cast nativities for longing heirs,

When fathers shall drop off : no Gadbury,

To tell the minute when the King shall die,

And—you know what, come in : nor can I steer

And tack about my conscience, whensoe'er

To a new point I see Religion veer.

Let others pimp to courtiers' lechery,

I'll draw no city cuckold's curse on me :

Nor would I do it though to be made great,

And raised to be chief Minister of State.

Therefore I think it fit to rid the town

Of one that is an useless member grown.

Thus, by a strange irony, the poet whose verse breathes

so much of the best spirit of the Country Party, neglected

by that party just as Butler had been by the party of

the Court, was forced by poverty to fall back on the

benevolence of a patron which he had once disdained.

He applied to the Earl of Kingston, who welcomed him

warmly, and made him his free companion at his house

of Holme-Pierpoint in Nottinghamshire, where, unhappily,

Oldham soon after died of small-pox, at the early age of

thirty, on the 9th December 1683, "inter primos Patroni

sui amplexus variolis correptum," as is stated on the

monument erected by the Earl to his memory.

The reader of Oldham's satires (as may be judged

from the extracts given above) will find that the famous

and pathetic verses in which Dryden laments his loss are

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not a mere post mortem compliment, but a genuine tribute

to the genius of the "all too brief Marcellus of our tongue,"

the first labourer in that fertile field of poetry which

yielded to the elder poet such rich harvests. For it was

after the publication (or at least the circulation) of

Oldham's Satires upon the Jesuits' that Dryden began to

show how clearly the bent of his own poetical genius was

inclined in the same direction. He had long become weary

of catering for the taste of the public on the stage. In

the Epilogue to Aurengzebe he confesses that he had quite

fallen out of love with rhyming romantic plays, and for

some time he tried to please his audience with attempted

imitations of Shakespeare. But for these the public

cared so little that, when, by way of a change, he made

an experiment in Limberham on their liking for nastiness,

he could not refrain in his Prologue from sneering at

their taste :-

Now our machining lumber will not sell,

And you no longer care for heaven or hell ;

What stuff will please you next, the Lord can tell.

And from this time onward, in a long succession of

Prologues and Epilogues, he continued boldly to express

his contempt for the degraded forms of art to which he

was condemned in his efforts to please either the boxes

or the pit.1 At last, with his instinctive understanding

1 In his Prologue to Lee's Cæsar Borgia he says :-

The unhappy man who once has trailed a pen

Lives not to please himself but other men.

And he tells the audience :-

You sleep o'er wit,—and by my troth you may ;

Most of your talents lie another way.

You love to hear of some prodigious tale,

The bell that tolled alone, or Irish whale.

News is your food, and you enough provide

Both for yourselves and all the world beside.

In A Prologue (on some occasion not named) he bids them

Go back to your dear dancing on the rope,

Or see what's worse, the Devil and the Pope.

The plays that take on our corrupted stage,

Methinks, resemble the distracted age :

Noise, madness, all unreasonable things,

That strike at sense, as rebels do at kings ;

The style of forty-one our poets write,

And you are grown to judge like forty-eight.

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of the movements of public opinion, he perceived that

the centre of poetical interest was no longer in the theatre,

but in the political arena, and he struck resistlessly

into the fight on the side of the Court with his un-

equalled satire, Absalom and Achitophel.

To appreciate jùstly the merits of this great work,

it is essential to remember the circumstances under

which it appeared. Johnson, after extolling its splendid

qualities, blames it for its want of action. "Who," he

asks, "can forbear to think of an enchanted castle with

a wide moat and lofty battlements, which vanishes at

once into air when the destined knight blows his horn

before it?" If it had been Dryden's intention to write

an epic upon the rebellion of Absalom against David,

this criticism would have been justified by the too abrupt

conclusion of the poem. But, in fact, Absalom — or

Monmouth—occupied a very subordinate place in Dryden's

thoughts. The progress of the Duke through the west

of England—the incidents of which in the satire furnish

the parallel to the arts of his prototype in the Bible—

had taken place in 1679, and its effects had entirely

disappeared.

The Duke of Monmouth (says Burnet) grew impatient when

he found he was still to be kept beyond sea. He begged the

King's leave to return : but when he saw no hope of obtaining

it, he came over without leave. The King upon that would not

see him, and required him to go back; on which his friends

were divided. Some advised him to comply with the King's

pleasure: but he gave himself up to the Lord Shaftesbury's

conduct, who put him on all the methods imaginable to make

himself popular. He went round many parts of England, pre-

tending it was for hunting and horse-matches, many thousands

coming together in most places to see him : so that this looked

like the mustering up the force of the party: but it really weakened

it: many grew jealous of the design, and fancied here was a new

civil war to be raised. Upon this they joined with the Duke's

party. Lord Shaftesbury set also on foot petitions for a parlia-

ment, in order to the securing of the King's person and the

Protestant religion. These were carried about and signed in

many places, notwithstanding the King set out a proclamation

against them; upon that a set of counter-petitions was promoted

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by the Court, expressing an abhorrence of all seditious practices,

and referring the time of calling a parliament wholly to the King.

There were not such numbers that joined in the petitions for

the parliament as had been expected : so this showed rather the

weakness than the strength of the party : and many well-meaning

men began to dislike those practices, and to apprehend that a

change of government was designed.1

All this happened two years before Absalom and Achitophel was published. On the surface, perhaps, the tide

seemed to be still running in favour of the Country Party.

In the spring of 1680 two semi-Republican sheriffs were

elected for the City of London and Middlesex, and these

controlled the appointment of juries : in the winter of

the same year the House of Commons passed the

Exclusion Bill, which was, however, thrown out of the

House of Lords on the first reading through the influence

of Halifax. The exasperated Commons retaliated by

refusing supplies. Nor had the anti-papal fury of the

nation quite exhausted itself : the trials of the supposed

Roman Catholic conspirators still proceeded, and culminated in the condemnation and death of Lord Stafford.

But in the beginning of 1681 opinion had evidently

turned. When the Parliament newly elected—the one

in which the terms “Whig” and “Tory” first made their

appearance—reintroduced the Exclusion Bill, the King

promptly dissolved it, and his action on this occasion

may with propriety be likened to the blast of the knight's

horn before which, in the simile of Johnson, the enchanted

castle vanishes. The informers began to turn against

the Whig leaders, and on their evidence Shaftesbury was

committed to the Tower on the 2nd of July.

Such was the political situation when Dryden conceived

his satire, which he probably took in hand after the King

had dissolved Parliament. The object of the poet evidently

was to confirm public opinion in its new course, by

painting the characters of Achitophel and his leading

Whig associates in odious colours ; and any attempt to

preserve literary symmetry by making the satire into a

1 Burnet's History of His Own Times, p. 477.

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real epic would have marred the required effect. It is

said that David's concluding speech was written under

the instruction of Charles himself: certainly the indecent

avowal in that speech of the intention to hoist the King's

enemies with their own petard, by the employment of

false witnesses, is a poetical image of the policy actually

pursued by the Court in the trial of College1. The last

words of the speech reflect the confidence with which the

King reckoned on the reaction in his favour :-

Nor doubt the event : for factious crowds engage

In their first onset all their brutal rage.

Then let 'em take an unresisted course :

Retire, and traverse, and delude their force :

And when they stand all breathless, urge the fight

And rise upon them with redoubled might :

For lawful power is still superior found,

When, long driven back, at length it stands the ground.

Few words are needed to point out the extraordinary

skill with which Dryden executed his satiric design. In

basing his poem on a Scripture allegory he was not

entirely original. Two years before the publication of

Absalom and Achitophel, a poem called Naboth's Vineyard,

or The Innocent Traitor, had set forth the story of Lord

Stafford under cover of the judicial murder of Naboth by

Ahab ; and in 1680 a tract, with the title of Absalom's

Conspiracy, or The Tragedy of Treason, had drawn out the

obvious analogy between the rebellious son of David and

the intriguing son of Charles. But in his elevation of satire to

epic dignity, and in his general treatment of the subject,

Dryden defied comparison. His satiric style stands mid-

way between the libellous personality of Marvell and the

indiscriminate invective of Oldham. The loftiness of his

aim is indicated by the tone of his Preface :-

If (says he) I happen to please the more moderate sort, I shall

1 By their own arts 'tis righteously decreed

Those dire artificers of death shall bleed.

Against themselves their witnesses will swear,

Till, viper-like, their mother plot they tear ;

And seek for nutriment that bloody gore,

Which was the principle of life before.

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be sure of an honest party, and in all probability of the best

judges : for the least concerned are commonly the least corrupt.

And I confess I have laid in for those, by rebating the satire

(when justice would allow it) from carrying too sharp an edge.

. . . I have but laughed at some men's follies where I could

have declaimed against their vices ; and other men's virtues I

have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes. . . .

The violent on both sides will condemn the character of

Absalom as either too favorable or too hardly drawn. . . . I

have not so much as an uncharitable wish against Achitophel,

but am content to be accused of a good-natured error, and to

hope with Origen that the devil himself may at last be saved.

How admirably this ideal of political satire is embodied

in the characters of Absalom, Achitophel, and Zimri,

every reader of the poem can see for himself. As to the

satire on smaller men, like Bethel and Oates, the char-

acters of Shimei and Corah show how vast a fund of

contempt Dryden had at his command, and justify the warn-

ing he gives to persons not mentioned : " They who can

criticise so weakly as to imagine that I have done my

worst may be convinced, at their own cost, that I can

write severely with more ease than I can gently." This

Shadwell and Settle found in the lines contributed by

Dryden to the sequel of the satire.

For the rest, the great qualities of the poem are, first

and foremost, its abounding humour, a good example of

which is the parallel between the Roman Catholics and

the Jebusites :-

The inhabitants of old Jerusalem

Were Jebusites : the town so called from them :

And theirs the native right—

But when the chosen people grew more strong,

The rightful cause at length became the wrong ;

And every loss the men of Jebus bore,

They still were thought God's enemies the more.

Thus, worn or weakened, well or ill content,

Submit they must to David's government :

Impoverished and deprived of all command,

Their taxes doubled as they lost their land ;

And—what was harder yet to flesh and blood—

Their gods disgraced, and burnt like common wood.

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The description of the Levites—the deprived Presbyterian clergy—is almost equally entertaining :—

Hot Levites headed these who, pulled before

From the ark, which in the Judges’ days they bore,

Resumed their cant, and with a zealous cry

Pursued their oid beloved theocracy;

When Samhedrim and priest enslaved the nation,

And justified their spoils by inspiration :

For who so fit to reign as Aaron’s race,

If once dominion they could find in grace?

The force of the satire is increased by its unquestionable truth, as in the reflection on the fickleness of the people at large, under the name of Jews :—

The Jews a heady, moody, murmuring race,

As ever tried the extent and stretch of grace :

God’s pampered people, whom, debauched with ease,

No king could govern, nor no god could please :

(Gods they had tried of every shape and size

That goldsmiths could produce or priests devise)

These Adam-wits, too fortunately free

Began to dream they wanted liberty.

They who, when Saul was dead, without a blow

Made foolish Ishbosheth the crown forgo,

Who banished David did from Hebron bring,

And with a general shout proclaimed him king :

Those very Jews who, at their very best,

Their humour more than loyalty expressed,

Now wondered why so long they had obeyed

An idol monarch, which their hands had made.

In contrast with this general political satire is the poignancy of the personal allusions, such as the stroke at the profanity of Lord Howard of Escrick, who was said to have taken the sacrament in “lamb’s wool” :—

Canting Nadab let oblivion damn,

Who made new porridge for the paschal lamb;

or the reflection on the mingled fanaticism and stinginess of the Sheriff, Slingsby Bethel :—

His cooks with long disuse their trade forgot :

Cool was his kitchen, though his brains were hot.

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And this again is relieved by graceful personal compliments, such as the one paid to the Duchess of Monmouth, Dryden's patroness :-

To all his wishes nothing he denied,

And made the charming Annabel his bride.1

As to the harmony and splendour of the versification, the reader may judge from the examples given of the skill with which the epic style is blended with the homely and familiar idiom of satire.

On the 24th November 1681 Shaftesbury was acquitted by the Grand Jury of Middlesex of the charge of high treason brought against him ; and the Whigs, to commemorate their triumph, struck a medal in his honour

At the suggestion of the King, Dryden took this as the subject for a new satire, published 16th March 1682. It is unnecessary to dwell at length on the merits of The Medal, a Satire against Sedition, which displays in its diction and versification the same qualities as Absalom and Achitophel, but which, from its limited personal character, is much below the latter in poetry and invention, though still superior to Marvell's Instructions to a Painter.

It called forth a number of scurrilous replies by the hack writers of the Whigs, the most noteworthy of which are perhaps The Medal Reversed, by Pordage, and The Medal of John Bayes, by Shadwell. In retaliation for the latter, Dryden—who had previously been on intimate terms with the author—published on 4th October 1682 Mac-Flecknoe, or a Satire on the True-Blue Protestant Poet, T.S.

This satire, being merely an incident in the course of the political warfare of the time, is very slight in its scope and conception. Shadwell is represented in it as being the son and heir of Flecknoe, an Irish priest, who was a by-word among his contemporaries as a bad writer, or, in Dryden's words,

Who, like Augustus young,

Was called to Empire, and had governed long ;

1 Anne, daughter and heiress of the Duke of Buccleuch.

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In prose and verse was owned, without dispute,

Through all the realms of Nonsense absolute.

Feeling his powers decay, Flecknoe devolves his empire

on Shadwell, and the poem describes the ceremonies at

the coronation. All the powers of invention shown in

Absalom and Achitophel are here turned against a not

very considerable personal antagonist, and the triviality

of the subject lowers the value of the satire. Many critics

have, however, followed Scott in placing Mac-Flecknoe

above the Dunciad, a judgment which appears to me

to be wayward.

Following up his personal quarrel, Dryden proceeded

to inflict further chastisement on Shadwell in the lines

containing the character of Og, contributed to the

second part of Absalom and Achitophel, most of which

was written by Nahum Tate, and which was published on

the 10th November 1682. Elkanah Settle, who had

thrust himself into the fight with a poem called Absalom

Senior, or Achitophel Transprosed, was at the same time

satirised as Doeg. Og is described :-

Round as a globe, and liquored every chink,

Goodly and great, he sails behind his link.

For all this bulk there's nothing lost in Og,

For every inch that is not fool is rogue :

while Doeg's poetical powers are thus dismissed :-

Doeg, though without knowing how or why,

Made still a blundering kind of melody,

Spurred boldly on, and dashed through thick and thin,

Through sense and nonsense, never out nor in ;

Free from all meaning, whether good or bad,

And in one word, heroically mad.

He was too warm on picking work to dwell,

But fagotted his notions as they fell,

And if they rhymed or rattled, all was well.

The lines written by Dryden in this satire begin with

"Next these a troop" and end with "To talk like Doeg,

and to write like thee."

His vast powers of literary production, resembling

those of Rubens in painting, were indeed never more

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strikingly displayed than in 1682 and the following

year. Besides his political and personal satires, he

helped Nathaniel Lee to produce the Duke of Guise—a

political play intended to strengthen the party of the

Court—which was acted 4th December 1682; in 1683

he translated, by command of the King, Maimbourg's

History of the League. Both works attempt to exhibit the

likeness between the conspiracy of the Catholic League

under the House of Valois in France, and the conspiracy

of Shaftesbury, Monmouth, and the Whigs in England.

Nor was he content with defending the cause of the

Court only on the political side. In November 1682 he

published his Religio Laici. The title of this poem is

somewhat misleading, as it seems intended to set forth

the grounds of a layman's belief, in emulation of the

Religio Medici. But Dryden, far from contemplating

religion in the abstract, mainly concerns himself with

the relation between Church and State. With him the

established faith is always regarded as a political instru-

ment. Now that the King saw himself unable to carry

out his absolutist designs, by granting indulgence to the

Roman Catholics, and perceived the danger to which the

Crown was exposed by the Protestant indignation of the

people, he was inclined to fall back on the support of the

Tory and Episcopal party, the price of whose allegiance

was the loyal defence by him of the Church of England.

The following passage in the preface to the Religio Laici

gives the key to the motive of the composition. After

a historical sketch of the Anglican Church since the

Reformation—in which he relies greatly on the arguments

of Hooker—Dryden goes on to say :—

Reformation of Church and State has always been the

ground of our divisions in England. While we were Papists our

holy father rid us, by pretending authority out of the Scriptures

to depose princes: when we shook off his authority, the

sectaries furnished themselves with the same weapons, and out

of the same magazine, the Bible, so that the Scriptures, which

are in themselves the greatest security of governors, as com-

manding express obedience to them, are now turned to their

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destruction; and never since the Reformation has there wanted

a text of their interpreting to authorise a rebel. And it is to be

noted by the way that the doctrines of king-killing and deposing,

which have been taken up only by the worst party of the

Papists, the most frontless flatterers of the Pope's authority, have

been espoused, defended, and are still maintained, by the whole

body of the Nonconformists and Republicans. It is but

dubbing themselves the people of God, which it is the interest

of their teachers to tell them they are, and their own interest to

believe; and after that they cannot dip into the Bible, but one

text or another will turn up for their purpose: if they are under

persecution, as they call it, then that is a mark of their election;

if they flourish, then God works miracles for their deliverance,

and the saints are to possess the earth.

Hence the argument in Religio Laici is intended to

prove, first, against the Deists, the necessity of a written

Revelation; secondly, against other religions, the superi-

ority of the Christian Revelation; thirdly, against the

Papists, the impossibility of finding an infallible inter-

preting authority; fourthly, against the Christian sects,

the evils consequent on private interpretation. The

Layman's conclusion is that the true via media is to be

found in the reasonable law of liberty in the Church of

England; but the predominance of the political motive

in his mind is unmistakable:-

Faith is not built on disquisitions vain;

The things we must believe are few and plain:

But since men will believe more than they need,

And every man will make himself a creed,

In doubtful questions 'tis the simplest way

To learn what unsuspected ancients say;

For 'tis not likely we should higher soar,

In search of heaven, than all the Church before:

Nor can we be deceived, unless we see

The Scripture and the Fathers disagree.

If after all they stand suspected still,

(For no man's faith depends upon his will)

'Tis some relief that points not clearly known

Without much hazard may be let alone:

And after hearing what our Church can say,

If still our reason runs another way,

That private reason 'tis more just to curb,

Than by disputes the public peace disturb:

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For points obscure are of small use to leann,

But common quiet is mankind's concern.

Thus Hobbes's conclusion is reached from different premises.

Though Charles had so much reason to be grateful to Dryden for the support he had given to his cause, his abominable selfishness left the poet in something like a state of want. In 1684 we find the latter writing to Laurence Hyde, Lord Rochester, then Lord Treasurer, pointing out, humbly and pathetically, the straits to which he was reduced, and asking for a small place in the Customs or Excise. His salary as Poet Laureate and Historiographer was four years in arrear, nor had any portion of a pension allotted to him by letters of Privy Seal been paid since 1680. By Rochester he was granted one quarter's salary out of what was due to him--a reward for service which gives a fine point to the line in Threnodia Augustalis :-

The pension of a prince's praise is great.

Charles died in February 1685, and Dryden, in writing his elegy, was careful to dwell panegyrically on the high hopes entertained of his successor. There seemed for a moment a possibility that James II. might use his power to exalt the position of England among the kingdoms of Europe, instead of, like his brother, degrading her to be the slave of France. "In one thing only," says Burnet, "the King seemed to comply with the genius of the nation, though it proved in the end to be only a shew. He seemed resolved not to be governed by French counsels, but to act in an equality with that haughty monarch in all things." Dryden therefore expressed the feelings of the nation, when he said in the Threnodia Augustalis, published in 1685 :-

As after Numa's peaceful reign

The martial Ancus did the sceptre wield,

Furbished the rusty sword again,

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Resumed the long-forgotten shield,

And led the Latins to the dusty field :

So James the drowsy genius wakes

Of Britain long entranced in charms,

Restiff and slumbering on its arms;

'Tis roused, and with a new-strung nerve the spear already shakes.

But the flattering vision soon died away, and the people

saw themselves exposed to the double danger of a Roman

Catholic king, with absolutist ideas, controlling through

his Ministers all the machinery of the State, and using

his personal influence to bring back his country into

subjection to the Papacy. Pressure was freely applied to

convert those immediately surrounding James to the Roman

Catholic faith, and whoever of his servants refused to

promote his policy in the use of the dispensing power was

removed from employment. It is melancholy to relate

that among those who yielded to these persuasions or

commands was Dryden. Macaulay does not hesitate to

say bluntly, and rather brutally, that Dryden was granted

an increase in his pension in return for the abjuration of

his religion.1 In the poet's defence it has been urged that,

as his salary was so much in arrear, the payment made to

him in March 1685-86 cannot be regarded in the light of

a favour.2 I am truly sorry to be unable to attach any

weight to this plea. The real point is that, whereas no

regular payment had been made to him since 1680, he

began to receive an increased salary regularly after 1686,

and within a short time of his joining the Roman Catholic

communion. Under such circumstances it is impossible

to relieve his memory of the suspicion that must surround

the motives which prompted him to his change of faith.

On the other hand, there is no reason whatever why

we should, like Macaulay, load him with the odious im-

putation of receiving money to support a faith in which he

did not believe. A reference to the passage already cited

from the Religio Laici will show that only a single step in

argument was required to persuade the author of the logical

1 History of England, vol. ii. p. 197.

2 Hooper's " Life of Dryden," Works (1866), vol. i. p. lxiv.

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necessity of joining the Church of Rome. The inspired

authority of the Scriptures had not been seriously challenged

in Dryden's time. As he says in Religio Laici, "the

things we must believe are few and plain" ; and how much,

more or less, it was necessary to believe was, in his mind,

mainly a question of obedience to external authority.

If the following very fine, and even emotional, lines from

The Hind and the Panther be compared with the reason-

ing of Religio Laici, while we shall certainly have to

allow that the poet's arguments had undergone a change

since 1683, no directly corrupt motives need be assigned

for his conversion in 1686 :-

What weight of ancient witness can prevail,

If private reasons hold the public scale?

But, gracious God, how well dost Thou provide

For erring judgments an unerring guide'

Thy throne is darkness in the abyss of Light,

A blaze of glory that forbids the sight.

O teach me to believe Thee, thus concealed,

And search no farther than Thyself revealed;

But her alone for my director take,

Whom Thou hast promised never to forsake.

My thoughtless youth was winged with vain desires;

My manhood, long misled by wandering fires,

Followed false lights; and when their glimpse was gone

My pride struck out new sparkles of her own.

Such was I, such by nature still I am;

Be Thine the glory and be mine the shame!

Good life be now my task; my doubts are done:

What more could fright my faith than Three in One?

Can I believe Eternal God could lie,

Disguised in mortal mould and infancy?

That the great Maker of the world could die?

And after that trust my imperfect sense,

Which calls in question His Omnipotence?

The Hind and the Panther was published on 11th

April 1687. It is not so easy to defend the form of this

poem as that of Absalom and Achitophel. In its essence

it is controversial, and the poet might therefore have used

the style of Religio Laici "as fittest for discourse and

nearest prose." He preferred, however, to adopt a dress

of fanciful fable, putting forward his arguments by the

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mouths of two beasts, a device that exposed him to the

ridicule of Prior and Montague, in the parody of The Hind

and Panther Transversed, which imitates, not very success-

fully, in an argument between a town and a country

mouse, the form of The Rehearsal. His reason for

choosing the "prosopopoeia" as his vehicle doubtless was,

that he wished to mingle satire with argument, and could

justify himself, in the use of fable for this purpose, by

famous precedents. He, in fact, anticipates the attack of

Prior by citing in his poem the examples of Æsop's fables

and Mother Hubberd's Tale :-

Led by those great examples, may not I

The wanted organs to their words supply?

If men transact like brutes, 'tis equal then

For brutes to claim the privilege of men.

As regards satire, he had to retaliate on Stillingfleet,

who had violently attacked him for his Defence of the

Papers written by the Late King, of blessed memory, and

Duchess of York, against the Answer made to them, a

pamphlet in which Dryden had justified the royal converts

from the reproaches of the Anglican divines. He also

wished to sneer at Burnet, who was at that time in great

disfavour with James. The fable-form of The Hind and the

Panther enabled him to execute these satiric designs ; and

the humorous vein of conversational argument in which

his animals discourse with each other is worthy of Chaucer

in the Nun's Priest's Tale. But though a cock is there

made to quote Cato's Sentences, Macrobius, and other

Latin authors, Chaucer would probably have avoided

the absurdity of using beasts to put forward the school

arguments for and against transubstantiation;1 and

Dryden's poem is open to the further criticism, that the

allegorical image, and the thing intended by the allegory,

are often confounded—as, for example, when Burnet is

satirised in the character of a buzzard, but is described

in his own human person.

1 It is also to be observed that, in Chaucer, the story of the cock and the

fox is told by the Nun's Priest as a tale, so that some license is permissible;

but The Hind and the Panther is related as if it were history.

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Within a fortnight of the appearance of The Hind and the Panther, James issued his Declaration of Indulgence, and Dryden henceforth heartily promoted the absolutist designs of the Court and the interests of his new religion. In 1687 he translated Bouhour's Life of St. Francis Xavier, with a dedication to the Queen, who had invoked the intercession of the saint for the birth of an heir to the throne. On the 10th of June 1688 a son was born, and about a fortnight later Dryden published his Britannia Rediviva, in celebration of the joyful event. This poem is the last of that series of Court panegyrics which begins with Astræa Redux. It outdoes all the rest in adulation and hyperbole. Classical and Scriptural allusion is exhausted in the poet's effort to express what he calls his "furious transport"; and the following passage, based on the fact that the infant prince had been baptized but not yet named, may give an idea of the extravagance of his "wit" :—

Unnamed as yet; at least unknown to fame : Is there a strife in heaven about his name, Where every famous predecessor vies, And makes a faction for it in the skies ? Or must it be reserved to thought alone ? Such was the sacred Tetragammaton ! Things worthy silence must not be revealed. Thus the true name of Rome was kept concealed, To shun the spells and sorceries of those Who durst her infant Majesty oppose. But when his tender strength in time shall rise To dare ill-tongues and fascinating eyes, This isle which hides the little thunderer's fame, Shall be too narrow to contain his name : The artillery of heaven shall make him known : Crete could not hold the god, when Jove was grown.

The prophecy in the last line was verified in an unfortunate manner. The universal joy at the acquittal of the seven bishops, on the last day of the month that saw the publication of Britannia Rediviva, must have shown Dryden how much probability there was of his prayer being granted—

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That James this running century may view,

And give his son an auspice to the new.

Six months after his birth the “little thunderer” was

carried from his “Crete,” only once again, and for a few

weeks, to set foot on his native isle ; while the flight of

his father, following* on the 27th December 1688,

proclaimed to the world the downfall of the ancient

feudal monarchy of England.

Dryden had at least the merit of remaining faithful

to his fallen master. The twelve years that passed

between the Revolution and his death were not the least

prosperous in his career. His genius continued to the

last fresh and fertile. Of him, in his old age, it could be

said, as of Caleb, that “his eye was not dim nor his

natural force abated”; and some of his finest work was

produced in the year 1700. Nor was he in these last

years of his life ever reduced to such necessity as in the

reign of Charles II. He of course lost, by the operation

of the Test Act, the offices of Laureate and Historiographer

Royal, and had the mortification of seeing his old antagonist

Shadwell promoted to the former post. But he made no

attempt to propitiate the ruling powers by flattery ; and

his sense of personal dignity must have been raised by the

consciousness that, in the sphere of letters, he was no

longer the poet-attorney of the Crown, but the free

representative of the nation. The position of the Laureate

had, in fact, lost much of its old significance. With the

Revolution settlement the theory of the divine right of

kings vanished ; the quarrel between the Crown and the

Parliament, which had been proceeding all through the

Restoration period, was composed ; the relations of the

Church to the State were definitely determined ; hence the

spirit of the age no longer called for poems like Dryden’s

early panegyrical compositions, or Absalom and Achitophel,

or The Hind and the Panther. The time had yet hardly

come when the talents of men of letters could be enlisted

on the side either of the Whig or of the Tory party in

Parliament ; but the number of aristocratic patrons who

were interested in literature for its own sake was always on

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the increase ; and beyond these the progress of national re-

finement had brought into existence a large body of general

readers, who had imagination enough to admire the force of

Dryden's poetical genius, and enough taste to be guided by

his critical judgment. Between such readers and the author

the natural channel of communication was the bookseller

The poet showed all his old readiness in adapting

his art to his altered circumstances. For a few years

after the Revolution he tried to support himself by play-

writing ; but the rage for the theatre had declined, and in

his preface to Cleomenes (1692) he says : " The subsistence

which I had from the former Government is lost; and the

reward I have from the stage is so little that it is not

worth my labour." His last play, Love Triumphant,

which was a failure, was acted in 1693, and with it he

took his leave of dramatic composition.

Private patrons gave him much help. It is said that

Dorset, who, as Lord Chamberlain, was obliged in 1689 to

deprive Dryden of his Court employment, made good out

of his own purse the poet's pecuniary loss ;1 and in 1691

the Earl of Abingdon engaged him to write a com-

memorative poem on his wife, who had died suddenly, on

the eve of a ball about to be given in her own house.

Eleonora, the fruit of this undertaking, was not published

till 1692. It is a panegyrical poem, designed, to some

extent, in imitation of Donne's "Anniversary," but executed

in the style of Dryden's own early compositions of this

kind. The laboured hyperbole is often grotesque, and

(as might be expected, since the poet knew nothing of the

person he was praising) always frigid. Eleonora's excel-

lences are dwelt on mechanically, paragraph by paragraph,

the effect of each being heightened by a series of conceits.

The best lines, because the simplest, are perhaps the

following :--

As precious gums are not for lasting fire :

They but perfume the temple and expire :

1 In the Essay on Satire Dryden speaks of Dorset as having made him "a

most bountiful present " after the loss of the Laureateship. Prior, in his pre

face to Lord Dorset's works, is the authority for the statement in the text.

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So was she soon exhaled, and vanished hence ;

A short sweet odour of a vast expense.

She vanished, we can scarcely say she died ;

For but a now did heaven and earth divide ;

She passed serenely with a single breath ;

This moment perfect health, the next was death :

One sigh did her eternal bliss assure ;

So little penance needs, when souls are pure.

As gentle dreams our waking thoughts pursue ;

Or, one dream passed we slide into a new ;

So close they follow, such wild order keep,

We think ourselves awake, and are asleep :

So softly death succeeded life in her ;

She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.

Lord Abingdon is said to have given Dryden £500 for

his pains.

The poet's services were also sought by the musicians.

His first song for St. Cecilia's Day was written in 1687,

while he was still Laureate, and was set to music by

Draghi, an Italian composer. As to the origin of

Alexander's Feast, the author himself, in a letter to his

sons at Rome in September 1697, tells us : "I am

writing a song for St. Cecilia's Feast, who, you know, is

the patroness of music. This is troublesome, and no

way beneficial ; but I could not deny the stewards, who

came in a body to my house to desire that kindness, one

of them being Mr. Bridgeman, whose parents are your

mother's friends." After this St. John's story of his

morning visit to Dryden, and of the poet's "unusual

agitation of spirits, even to a trembling," caused by his

having "finished the ode at one sitting" may be set aside

as a fiction. This very noble poem, a monument of

Dryden's lyrical genius, carries on its face the evidence of

careful composition, which is confirmed by respectable

external testimony to the effect that the author was occu-

pied for nearly a fortnight in composing and correcting it.

He is said to have received from the stewards of the Feast

£40 for his performance.

But the most serviceable to Dryden of all his literary

patrons was Jacob Tonson. This bookseller had developed

with great spirit the system of poetical Miscellanies, which,

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since the days of the printer Tottel, had done so much to

make the public acquainted with the writings of men of

genius. He doubtless saw in Dryden's inexhaustible

fertility a rich source of profit, and accordingly, when the

latter was suffering most from the dishonesty of his royal

master, he gladly undertook to secure for him the patronage

of the general reader, by publishing his occasional works

in Miscellany form. The first of the volumes that repre-

sent the alliance between the poet and the bookseller

appeared in 1684. It contained some of Dryden's carliest

work as a translator—his versions, that is to say, of parts

of Theocritus, Virgil, and Horace—as well as a number of

his prologues and epilogues, together with the first of those

admirable critical prefaces which exercised such a refining

influence on the taste of the age.

Another volume of Miscellanies followed in July 1693,

the chief contents of which were translations of the ninth

and sixteenth books of Ovid's Metamorphoses, and a

specimen of translation from the Iliad, the episode of

Hector's parting with Andromache. From the corre-

spondence between Dryden and Tonson on the subject of

this Miscellany, it appears that the remuneration of the

poet was fifty guineas: the bookseller enters into minute

arithmetical calculations, and complains that Dryden has

supplied the publisher Motteux with 759 lines for twenty

guineas, while he has only furnished him with 1446 !1

The same correspondence shows that the fortunes of

literature were still affected by political influences, the

Queen having been offended by some expressions in the

dedication of the volume to Lord Radclyffe.2

To the next volume of the Miscellany Dryden con-

tributed a translation of the third Georgic, which was

meant to serve as a sample of an English version of

Virgil's entire works. “ I propose,” says he, in a letter to

Walsh, “to do it by subscription ; having an hundred and

two brass cuts with the coat of arms to the subscriber to

each cut; every subscriber to pay five guineas, half in

1 Tonson to Dryden, Scott's edition, vol. xviii. pp. 107, 108.

2 Ibid. pp. 109, 110.

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hand ; besides another inferior subscription of two guineas for the rest, whose names are only written in a catalogue printed with the book." Besides the subscription, he received £50 from Tonson for each book of the Georgics and the Æneid, and probably as much for the Eclogues, though these had already been partially paid for when printed in the first volume of Dryden's Miscellany.

Tonson seems to have made deductions from the agreement for his trouble in collecting, and his calculating closeness interrupted for a time the friendship which had hitherto existed between him and the poet. On the whole, however, the latter must have cleared at least £1300 1 by his translation, a sum much in excess of anything hitherto paid to an English author for a literary undertaking.

The task was completed in 1697. Tonson was anxious to dedicate the work to King William, but this homage to one whom he considered an usurper Dryden manfully refused to pay, and the publisher had to content himself with giving to Æneas in all the engravings the hooked nose of the Dutch deliverer.

Before embarking on the translation of Virgil, Dryden, with the help of his own sons, and of Tate, Creech, and Congreve, had in 1693 produced a version of Juvenal and Persius, of which he himself translated the first, third, sixth, tenth, and thirteenth satires of Juvenal, and the whole of Persius. In 1697 he had in view a still greater enterprise. "If it shall please God," he says, "to give me longer life and moderate health, my intentions are to translate the whole Ilias ;

provided still that I meet with those encouragements from the public, which may enable me to proceed in my undertaking with some cheerfulness. And this I dare assure the world beforehand, that I have found by trial Homer a more pleasing task than Virgil (though I say not the translation will be less laborious), for the Grecian is more according to my genius than the

1 Scott's edition of Dryden, vol. i. p. 383. I think Scott has under-estimated the amount. The expense of the engravings, which was deducted iom the payment, carnot have been great, and there is no evidence that Tonson charged for the delivery of copies to subscribers.

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Latin poet." The experiment to which he alluded was

his translation of the first book of the Iliad. When he

had done this, he turned aside, as he tells us, to the

twelfth book of Ovid's Metamorphoses, because "it contains

among other things the causes, the beginning, and the

ending of the Trojan War." The pleasure he found in

turning his favourite poet into English diverted him from

his first purpose, and he did not leave Ovid till he had

translated the fifteenth book, and a number of episodes in

the earlier books. From Ovid some subtle association of

ideas made him pass to Chaucer—though, as he himself

shows, the contrast between the qualities of these two

poets is more striking than their resemblance—and he

amused himself by modernising the tales of the Knight,

the Nun's Priest, the Wife of Bath, and the character of

the Good Parson, together with The Flower and the Leaf,

which was then accounted the work of Chaucer.

The character of the Good Parson was reversified at

the request of Pepys, to whom Dryden, writing on the

14th July 1699, announces the contents of a new forth-

coming volume of Tonson's Miscellany: "Having trans-

lated as many fables from Ovid, and as many novels

from Boccace, and tales from Chaucer, as will make an

indifferent large volume in folio, I intend them for the

press in Michaelmas term next."1 Tonson was backward

in printing, and the volume containing the Fables did

not appear till March 1700. By agreement with his

publisher, the poet was to receive for 10,000 verses

£250, to be made up to £300 on the book reaching a

second edition. In spite of the transcendent merits of

the Miscellany, the sale was slow, the second edition not

being reached till 1713, when, as Dryden and his sons

were all dead, Tonson paid the covenanted £50 in

trust to a niece of the poet, for the benefit of Lady

Elizabeth, Dryden's widow, who was still living, but in a

state of lunacy.

Dryden in his translations puts the crown on the

work of a long series of industrious, and often poetical,

1 Scott's Dryden, vol. xviii. p. 155.

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predecessors. The labours of Harington, Fairfax, Chapman, Sylvester, and Sandys have already been noticed ;

and Dryden was in an advantageous position for taking a general survey of the results which had been achieved. His

own views of translation are put forward partly in the Preface to Ovid's Epistles in 1680, partly in the Preface on Trans-

lation prefixed to the Second Miscellany. In the former he describes the different methods of translation employed :-

All translation, I suppose, may be reduced to these three heads : First, that of metaphrase, or turning an author word by

word and line by line, from one language into another. Thus, or near this manner, was Horace his Art of Poetry translated by

Ben Jonson. The second way is that of paraphrase, or translation with latitude, where the author is kept in view by the

translator, so as never to be lost, but his words are not so strictly followed as his sense; and that too is admitted to be

amplified, but not altered. Such is Mr. Waller's translation of Virgil's fourth Æneid. The third way is that of imitation, where

the translator (if now he has not lost that name) assumes the liberty, not only to vary from the words and sense, but to forsake

them both as he sees occasion ; and taking only some general hints from the original, to run divisions on the groundwork as

he pleases. Such is Mr. Cowley's practice in turning two Odes of Pindar and one of Horace into English.

He himself took the second way, and declared his principles thus :-

No man is capable of translating poetry, who, besides a genius to that art, is not a master both of his author's language

and of his own ; nor must we understand the language only of the poet, but his particular turn of thoughts and expression,

which are the characters that distinguish and, as it were, individuate him from all other writers. When we are come thus

far, it is time to look into ourselves, to conform our genius to his, to give his thought either the same turn, if our tongue will

bear it, or, if not, to vary but the dress, not to alter or destroy the substance. The like care must be taken of the more outward ornaments, the words. When they appear (which is but

seldom) literally graceful, it were an injury to the author that they should be changed. But since every language is so full of

its own properties, that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay sometimes nonsense, in another, it would be unreasonable to

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limit a translator to the narrow compass of his author's words :

it is enough if he choose out some expression which does not vitiate the sense. I suppose he may stretch his chain to such a latitude ; but by innovation of thoughts, methinks, he breaks it

In his Preface to the Second Miscellany he defines very happily the differing characteristics of the pocts he is translating, Virgil, Theocritus, Lucretius, and Horace ; and he reiterates his opinion that "a translator is to make his author appear as charming as possibly he can, provided he maintains his character." But he is not always successful in reproducing the character he recognises. He acknowledges himself that the conciseness and propriety of Virgil are foreign to the copiousness of his own genius. Though he felt the "incomparable sweetness" of Theocritus' Doric dialect, he "forbore to attempt it." His translations of Juvenal have, as Johnson says, the strength but not the majesty of the original ; and by a strange perversity, though Horace himself has disclaimed the intention of emulating Pindar, Dryden has sought to render the curiosa felicitas of the Roman poet by turning the twenty-ninth Ode of the first book in Cowley's Pindaric manner. He cannot refrain from self-expression in places where it is most out of keeping with his original. Thus he thrusts his own forcible grossness on the exquisitc refinement of Theocritus, in his translation of the lover's suicide in the twenty-third Idyll :--

Thus having said, and furious with his love

He heaved, with more than human force, to move

A weighty stone (the labour of a team),

And, raised from thence, he reached the neighbouring beam :

Around its bulk a sliding knot he throws,

And fitted to his neck the fatal noose :

Then, spurning backward, took a swing, till death

Crept up, and stopt the passage of his breath.

The bounce burst ope the door ; 1 the scornful fair

Relentless looked, and saw him beat his quivering feet in air :

1 It is very characteristic of Dryden that there is nothing in the original about the stone being "the labour of a team," or about the suicide "spurning backward" and "taking a swing," while, in Theocritus, the door is simply described as being opened by the cruel lover.

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On the other hand, where he has to render an author like

Lucretius, whose intense imagination, fiery thought, and

large reasoning power resemble his own, he is incom-

parable. The following is his translation of Nature's

reproach of the fear of death in the De Rerum Natura:-

But if an old decrepit sot lament-

What, thou ! she cries, who hast outlived content !

Dost thou complain, who hast enjoyed my store ?

But this is still the effect of wishing more.

Unsatisfied with all that Nature brings;

Loathing the present, liking absent things;

From hence it comes, thy vain desires, at strife

Within themselves, have tantalised thy life,

And ghastly death appeared before thy sight,

Ere thou hast gorged thy soul and senses with delight

Now leave these joys, unsuiting to thy age

To a fresh comer, and resign the stage.

Is Nature to be blamed, if thus she chide ?

No, sure ; for 'tis her business to provide,

Against this ever-changing frame's decay,

New things to come, and old to pass away.

One being, worn, another being makes;

Changed, but not lost ; for Nature gives and takes;

New matter must be found for things to come.

And these must waste like those, and follow Nature's doom.

All things like thee have time to rise and rot,

And from each other's ruin are begot :

For life is not confined to him or thee;

'Tis given to all for use, to none for property.

At the close of the Preface to his Fables, Dryden

alluded to the recent attacks that had been made on his

works and character by Milbourne, Blackmore, and Collier.

The first, who had disparaged his translation of Virgil, he

dismisses with contemptuous sarcasm, nor does he, at the

time, seem inclined to pay much attention to Blackmore,

though the criticism of the latter was of a more formidable

kind. Blackmore had, in fact, to some extent anticipated

the moral crusade of Collier in the preface to his epic

poem, Prince Arthur (1695), which contains a violent

attack on the immorality of Dryden's plays. Three years

afterwards he returned to the charge, in a Satire on Wit,

wherein (alluding to the newly-formed Bank of England)

he proposes to establish a bank for calling in all the false

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coin of modern literature and for reissuing sound money.

Dryden's wit is thus described :-

Into the melting-pot when Dryden comes,

What horrid stench will rise, what noisome fumes!

How will he shrink when all his lewd dross

And wicked mixture shall be purged away !

When all his boasted heaps are melted down,

A chestful scarce will yield a sterling crown.

Of Collier, who, in his Short View of the Immorality of

the English Stage, had coupled him with Congreve and

Vanbrugh, and had treated all three with great severity,

Dryden speaks respectfully and without rancour ; but as

I shall have to recur to this subject in the next volume,

I shall for the present leave it.

The Fables were published early in March 1700, and

perhaps Dryden thought that he had let Blackmore off

too easily. At any rate, when Fletcher's Pilgrim was

revived for his benefit, together with a Secular Masque,

written by himself to commemorate the close of the

seventeenth century, he devoted his whole Prologue to

the ridicule of his critic, both as a physician and a poet.

This and the Epilogue to the same play—in which he

reverts to Collier's accusation, and throws the main part

of the blame on the morals of Charles II.'s Court—were

the last works of his pen. Shortly after his benefit

night he was seized with an attack of gout ; erysipelas

followed, and, within three weeks of his vivacious assault

on Blackmore, he died peacefully on 1st May. His

body was embalmed by the College of Physicians, and,

after lying in state, was buried on the 13th May 1700 in

Westminster Abbey.

No attentive reader can fail to be struck with the

contrast between the thought and style of the two great

poets of the Restoration. Both wrote at a time when

the mediæval genius was merging itself in the spirit of

the modern era, but each was diversely affected by the

influences of his age. Milton was in a special sense the

representative of the past. His poetry, as I have already

shown, was a monument in which whole centuries of con-

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flicting thought united their final expression. It was the

channel at once for the Scholasticism of the Middle Ages,

for the Puritanism of the Reformation, for the Humanism

of the Renaissance. The ordinary speech of his own

time and country would not have been adequate to give

utterance to the great volume of imagination which in-

spired his art. Language was in his case, therefore, some-

thing almost as external to the artist as the sculptor's

marble or the painter's colours, a material not shifting

with the fluctuations of current fashion, but moulded to

suit the eternal outlines of the subject-matter.

Dryden, on the contrary, was essentially the man of

his age, its servant and representative. At one time the

panegyrist, then the satirical champion, afterwards the

theological apologist of the Court, he ended by becoming

purveyor for the more refined taste of the nation; and in

each capacity his language, whether in prose or verse,

took with admirable propriety the colour of his changing

thought. Like his own Absalom,

Whate'er he did he did with so much ease,

In him alone 'twas natural to please;

and with charming frankness he reveals to the reader in

a succession of Prefaces the artistic causes for the develop-

ment of his style.

Cowley, he tells us, was the darling of his youth,1 and

so long as he continued to practise the panegyrical style

—even so late as the composition of his Britannia Redi-

viva and Eleanora—he looked, for his models, to that poet

and Donne. At a later date, he says, Denham and Waller

gave him the idea of that new manner, which, in Absalom

and Achitophel, he carried to a point much beyond the

reach of his masters.2 But it was not until he began work

as a translator that he perceived the defects of his early

conception of “wit.” Being then forced to compare with

each other the styles of the different Roman poets, he

became convinced of the superiority of Virgil.3 From

1 Essay on Satire. 2 Ibid.

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Virgil he learned the virtue of "correctness," and this standard, which he handed down to Pope, he continued to assert in his Prefaces against the practice of the meta-physical school. The natural manner of his versification shows how completely he had emancipated himself from his early habit, so fatal to the freedom of metrical movement, of stringing together couplets in successive couplets, and in these, his last poems, he delights the ear with that perfection of harmony, peculiar to his verse, which Pope admirably describes as

The full resounding line,

The long majestic march, and energy divine

Social changes brought about an exactly parallel transformation in his prose style. In his early days, when he depended for much of his success on the fulsome flattery of individual patrons, he modelled his sentences to a considerable extent on the manner of Lyly, whom he imitated, not, indeed, in mechanical antithesis, but in the balance of thoughts and words required to elaborate a metaphor. For example, he begins the letter to Sir Robert Howard prefixed to the Annus Mirabilis as follows:-

I am so many ways obliged to you, and so little able to return your favours, that, like those who owe too much, I can only live by getting further in your debt. You have not only been careful of my fortune, which was the effect of your nobleness, but you have been solicitous of my reputation, which is that of your kindness. It is not long since I gave you the trouble of perusing a play for me, and now, instead of an acknowledgment, I have given you a greater, in the correction of a poem. But since you are to bear the persecution, I will at least give you the encouragement of a martyr; you could never suffer in a nobler cause.

A great number of his Dedications are composed in this artificial style; and he carries the trick of Lylyesque hyperboles; he maintains majesty in the midst of plainness; he shines, but glares not; and is stately without ambition (which is the vice of Lucan). I drew my definition of poetical wit from my particular consideration of him: for propriety of thoughts and words are only to be found in him: and when they are proper they will be delightful."-Preface to the Second Miscellany.

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antithesis to even greater lengths in his personal contro-

versies, as in this contemptuous allusion to Shadwell :-

Og may write against the King, if he pleases, so long as he

drinks for him, and his writings will never do the Government

so much harm as his drinking does it good ; for true subjects

will not be so much perverted by his libels ; but the wine duties

rise considerably by his claret.

But when he is before a large audience, whom he

wishes to instruct or persuade, he throws off his formalism ;

nothing can be more graceful than the style of mingled

familiarity and dignity with which, in such Prefaces as

that to Absalom and Achitophel, he addresses the general

reader, nor anything more artistic than the manner in

which he lightens the learned reasoning in the Preface to

the Fables with the richness of metaphor and allusion.

In a word, while Milton embodied in his poetry a

colossal image of the religious beliefs of the English

people, formed in the centuries during which the nation

had been an integral part of united Christendom, Dryden,

reflecting the transformation of English political life

which followed the Civil War, carried the language, with-

out any breach of continuity, into that new era in which

poetry was mainly to become the mirror of independent

national interests and manners. He expressed with rare

versatility every change of taste and sentiment in the

dying feudal absolutism ; but he also brought the idiom

of the language into touch with the constitutional genius

of the eighteenth century.

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