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" Be sure yourself, and your own reach, to know,
Pope's El. on Crit.
Always let sense accompany, &c.
Pope's El. on Crit.
The feftoons, freezes, and the aftragal.
Happy who in his verse, &c.
Hor. de Ar. Po. v. 342.
brought out at the theatre royal. It was purposely written in a burlesque file, and designed to draw people from the representation of the Tempeft, which was greatly followed. It is so fourrilous a piece, that when it was got up on the Dublin Itage, knoft of the persons of fashion quitted the house before the first fcene was ended. The name of the author was Thomas Duffett ; he dealt in remnants of luxury, as well as rags of Parnassus, being a millener in the New Exchange, and is supposed to be the manmillener in a comedy much followed in that age, entitled, Tom Effence, written by Mr. Rawlins, principal engraver of the Mint, both in the reigns of Charles I. and II.
And left the villages to Flecknoe's reign.
Millions of mourning mountains of the slain.
Brebeuf Trad. de Lucain. Cam any thing be more abfurd or bombastic, than a mourning mountain ?
The fullest verse and the most, &c. " Quamvis enim suaves, gravesq; fententiæ, tamen fi incondi"s tis verbis efferuntur, offendent aures, quarum est judicium fuperbiflimum.
Cic. ad Brut. Fairfax was he, who in that darker age. Edmund Fairfax flourished in the time of Charles I. He tranflated Godfrey of Bulloign, from the Italian of Tasso, into alternate verse: and his translation is even at this time efteemed a very noble production. Mr. Thiresby tells us, there are still some original inanuscripts of this incomparable poet preserved in the library of the church of Leeds.
Then Davenant came, &c. Sir William Davenant was fon to a vintner in Oxford, whose house was often visited by Shakespear; rather, fay fome, for the sake of the handsome landlady, than the good wine. It is said, that the father of our stage encouraged him much, by praising some of his boyish pieces. He was entered of Lincoln-college at the age of fixteen, and was entertained successively in the families of the Dutchess of Richmond and Lord Brook. He succeeded
Ben Jonson, anno 1637, as poet-laureat, and enjoyed the post during the reigns of Charles I. and II. He wrote nineteen dramatic performances, by which he got a good deal of money. Having erected a theatre in little Lincoln's Inn-Fields, and for it obtained a patent, he there first exhibited opera?; and his improvement of scenery being much admired, drew the town to him: the other house bearing before that the preference, as having the best performers. He had been knighted by King Charles I. in 1643, and made general of the ordnance by the Marquis of Newcastle. He wrote his heroic poem, called Gondibert, in France, whither he had retired after the battle of Worcester, and died in 1668, being fixty-three years old. He is buried in WestminsterAbbey, with this epitaph under his bust, imitative of Ben Jonson's:
O rare Sir William Davenant !
Waller came laft, &c. Edmund Waller, Esq; the son of a very eminent lawyer, who dying when he was young, left him with a patrimony of 3500 1. per annum, to the care of a mother, who spared no pains in 'his education. From Eton college, where he remained for some time, he was removed to King's college, Cambridge. Being a lad of extraordinary shining parts, he was chosen to represent Agmondesham in the last parliament of James I. being then only seventeen years old. He was careffed by the best and wittiest people of his time, and was fined in the sum of 10,000 l. and then banished, under the usurpation of Cromwell, for being concerned in some things that tended to promote the royal interest. Charles II. was very fond of him ; and indeed he was universally admired for the elegance of his manners, his delicacy of taste, and elevated genius. He was the first person who refined our language, adorning it with all the smoothness of versification, and variety of harmony, that we at present can boast of; for to him we certainly owe as much as the French do to Cardinal Richlieu and the whole academy.
But find your faithful friends, &c.
Yet still he says you may, &c.
Pers. Sat. I.
Quinault, a poet of some reputation, is levelled at here, who fought the friendship of Boileau, after he had been treated by him with severity in his fatires. “This man, Boileau used to say, has fi reconciled himself to me, and visits me often to talk of his * own poetry; but he never takes an opportunity to say a word 6 of mine,"
In this and the following canto, we find a division and examination of the different species of poetry; among which pastoral juftly leads the way, as being certainly the most antient.
You'd swear that Randal, &c. Mr. Samuel Johnson thinks, that this should be Randolph, Ben Johnson's adopted fon, who wrote fome paftorals. In the origi
. nal mention is made in this place of Pierre Ronsaid, a poet of he fixteenth century, in great esteem with Henry II. Francis JI. Henry III. and Charles the IXth, Kings of France. He wrote eclogues, in whịch he puerilized the names of Henry and Charles, both of them his sovereigns, into Henriot and Carlin : he called Catherine de Medicis familiarly Catin, &c.
A faultless fonnet, &c, The provincial poets used to wander from town to town, and court to court, singing or reciting verses: they are by some supposed to have given Petrarch the hint of writing those beautiful sonnets which he has left us,
The lawyer with conceit adorn'd, &c, Eloquence was but in an indifferent state in the beginning of the seventeenth century, but rather worse in France than
Both the pulpit and bar were abused with Greek and Latin quotations inceffantly made, and often not to the purpofe. These gave way to quirks, quibbles, quaint conceits, and other pieces of false wit. No man contributed more to destroy those innovations
tafte than Boileau,
SA T I RE.
Our author has discoursed largely and learnedly upon this fpecies of poetical writing in his dedication of Juvenal, to which we refer the reader,
Horace his pleasing wit to this, &c.
Makes David Logan, &c.
C Α Ν Τ Ο III.
's not a monster bred, &c.
pleases mankind so much as imitation : therefore we are fond
originals of which we should abhor. The more perfect the
satisfaction arises from reason and comparison, not from the ac-
tragedy in tears
A Spanish poet may, &c.
But we that are by reason's rules, &c.