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14-I IVOTTON. - DONNE.
An ambassador is an honest man sent to lie abroad
for the commonwealth* Religuiw Wvlroninmz.
The itch of disputing will prove the scab of churches.” A Panegyric to King Charles.
I do believe and take it.
That one might almost say her body thought.
She and comparisons are odious!
Who are a little wise the best fools be.5 The Triple Fool.
1 In a letter to Velserus, 1612, Wottnn says, “This merry definition of an ambassador I had chanced to set down at my friend’s Mr. Christopher Fleckamore, in his Album." 2 He directed the stone over his grave to be inscribed: Hic jacet hujus sententise primus author: DISPUTANDI rnunrrus ECCLESIARUM scAntEs. Noincn alias quarrel Walton's LM' of Woilon. 3 Attributed by many writers to the Princess Elizabeth. It is not in the original edition of Donne, but first appears in the edition of 1654, p. 352. 4 See Appendix, p. C38. 5 Compare Bacon. Page 138.
BARNFIELD.— DA VIES. 145
RICHARD BARNFIELD. Born circa 1570.
As it fell upon a day
Address to the Nightingale.1
SIR JOHN DAVIES. 1570-1626.
Much like a subtle spider which doth sit,
The Immortality of the Soul.
Wedlock, indeed, hath oft compared been
Contention betwixt a Wife, &c.
1 This song, often attributed to Shakespeare, is now confidently assigned to Bamfield; it is found in his collection of Poems in Divert Humours, published in 1598. — Ellis's Specimens, Vol. ii. p. 316.
2 Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
Dryden, Marriage a la Mode, Act ii. Sc. 1.
Pope, Epistle i. Line 217. * See Webster. Page 167.
146 Daniel. —DRAYTON. —HALL.
SAMUEL DANIEL. 1562-1619.
Unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man!
To the Countess of Cumberland. Stanza 12.
MICHAEL DRAYTON. 1563-1631.
Had in him those brave translunary things,
(Of Marlowe.) To Henry Reynolds, of Poets and Poesy.
For that fine madness still he did retain,
which rightly should possess a poet's brain. ihid.
BISHOP HALL. 1574-1656. Moderation is the silken string running through the
pearl chain of all virtues. Christian Moderation. 1ntroelue.
Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands
in the grave.1 Epistles. Dee. iii. Ep. 2.
There is many a rich stone laid up in the bowels of the earth, many a fair pearl laid up in the bosom of the sea, that never was seen, nor never shall he.2
Contemplations. Booh iv. The Veil of Moses.
1 And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun.
Young, Night Thoughts, v. Line 718. 3 Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark, unfathomed caves of ocean bear.
Gray's Elegy, Stanza 14. BEN JONSON.1 1574-1637.
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll not look for wine.' The Forest. ToCelia.
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
The Silent Woman. Act i. Se. 1.
In small proportion we just beauties see,
Good Life, Long Life.
Preserving the sweetness of proportion and expressing itself beyond expression. The Masque of Hymen.
Whilst that for which all virtue now is sold.
Epistle to Elizabeth.
Underneath this stone doth lie
As much beauty as could die;
Which in life did harhour give
To more virtue than doth live. Epitaph on Elizabeth.
1 O rare Ben Jonson.— Epitaph hy Sir John Young.
1 'Euoi Si nuvois pa rots Slipatriv Ei 8J Boi\n,
Tots x'^'V' *po<riplpovira, rKfipov (pi\tlixaTuv To tKirupa, xal ofr»» SlSou. Philostrutus, Letter xxiv.
'A translation from Boanefonius.
* Almighty dollar. — Irving, The Creole Village.
Underneath this sable hearse
Epitaph on the Countess of Pemhroke.'1
What gentle ghost, hesprent with April dew,
Elegy on the Lady Jane Pawlet.
Soul of the age!
To the Memory of Shakespeare.
Small Latin, and less Greek. Ibid.
He was not of an age, but for all time. Ibid.
Sweet swan of Avon! lhid.
Marlowe's mighty line. Ibid.
For a good poet's made as well as horn. feid.
1 This epitaph is generally ascribed to Ben Jonson. lt appears in the editions of his works; but in a MS. eollection of Browne's poems preserved amongst the Lansdowne MS. No. 777, in the British Museum, it is ascribed to Browne, and awarded to him by Sir Egerton Brydges in his edition of Browne's poems.
- What beckoning ghost along the moonlight shade Invites my steps and points to yonder glade?
Pope, To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. z Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh To learned Chaucer, and rare Beaumont lie A little nearer Spenser, to make room For Shakespeare in your threefold, fourfold tomb
Basse, On Shakespeare.