FROM BIRD'S COLLECTION OF SONGS, &c. YOUR shining eyes and golden hair, Your lily rosed lips most fair, Your other beauties that excel, Men cannot choose but like them well; But when for them they say they'll die, Believe them not, they do but lie. AMBITIOUS love hath forced me to aspire AMID the seas a gallant ship set out, Than Persian knight, whose horse made him a king. By that bedside where sits a gallant dame, SONGS FROM WEELKES'S MADRIGALS. LIKE two proud armies marching in the field, HOLD out my heart, with joy's delights accloy'd; What sweet content thou lately hast enjoy'd. And if I stay'd her would cry nay, Teach thine arms then to embrace, To entertain the stealth of love; Thither, sweet love, let us hie, Flying, dying, in desire, Wing'd with sweet hopes and heavenly fire. Come, come, sweet love! Do not in vain adorn Beauty's grace, that should rise Lilies on the river's side, And fair Cyprian flow'rs newly blown, JOHN LYLY [Born, 1554. Died, 1600.] Wood places thought it indispensable to acquire. Lyly, in his appear proba-Euphues, probably did not create the new style, but only collected and methodized the floating affectations of phraseology. Drayton ascribes the overthrow of Euphuism to Sir P. Sydney, who, he says, Was born in the Weald of Kent. his birth in 1553. Oldys makes it ble that he was born much earlier.* He studied at both the universities, and for many years attended the court of Elizabeth in expectation of being made Master of the Revels. In this object he was disappointed, and was obliged, in his old age, to solicit the Queen for some trifling grant to support him, which it is uncertain whether he ever obtained. Very little indeed is known of him, though Blount, his editor, tells us that "he sate at Apollo's table, and that the god gave him a wreath of his own bays without snatching." Whether Apollo was ever so complaisant or not, it is certain that Lyly's work of " Euphues and his England," preceded by another called “ Euphues, the Anatomy of Wit," &c., promoted a fantastic style of false wit, bombastic metaphor, and pedantic allusion, which it was fashionable to speak at court under the name of Euphuism, and which the ladies CUPID AND CAMPASPE. CUPID and my Campaspe play'd Growing on 's cheek, but none knows how, SONG. FROM ALEXANDER AND CAMPASPE. WHAT bird so sings, yet so does wail? [* Lyly was born in Kent in 1554, and was matriculated at Oxford in 1571. when it was recorded in the entry that he was seventeen years old.-COLLIER's Annals, vol. iii. p. 174.-C.] did first reduce Our tongues from Lylie's writing then in use, As th' English apes and very zanies be Of every thing that they do hear and see. Sydney died in 1586, and Euphues had appeared but six years earlier. We may well suppose Sydney to have been hostile to such absurdity, and his writings probably promoted a better taste; but we hear of Euphuism being in vogue many years after his death; and it seems to have expired, like all other fashions, by growing vulgar. Lyly wrote nine plays, in some of which there is considerable wit and humour, rescued from the jargon of his favourite system. Brave prick-song! who is't now we hear? FROM MOTHER BOMBLS. O CUPID, monarch over kings, It is all one in Venus' wanton school, That fools please women best. If he was an old man in the reign of Elizabeth, Ol dys's conjecture as to the date of his birth seems to be verified, as we scarcely call a man old at fifty. ALEXANDER HUME [Born, 1560? Died, 1609?] Was the second son of Patrick, fifth Baron of Polwarth, from whom the family of Marchmont are descended. He was born probably about the middle, and died about the end, of the sixteenth century. During four years of the earlier part of his life, he resided in France, after which he returned home and studied law, but abandoned the bar to try his fortune at court. There he is said to have been disgusted with the preference shown to a poetical rival, Montgomery, with whom he exchanged flytings, (or invectives,) in verse, and who boasts of having "driven Polwart from the chimney nook." He then went into the church, and was appointed rector or minister of Logie; the names of ecclesiastical offices in Scotland then floating between presbytery and prelacy. In the clerical profession he continued till his death. Hume lived at a period when the spirit of Calvinism in Scotland was at its gloomiest pitch, and when a reformation, fostered by the poetry of Lyndsay, and by the learning of Bu chanan, had begun to grow hostile to elegant literature. Though the drama, rude as it was, had been no mean engine in the hands of Lyndsay against popery, yet the Scottish reformers of this latter period even anticipated the zeal of the English puritans against dramatic and romantic poetry, which they regarded as emanations from hell. Hume had imbided so far the spirit of his times as to publish an exhortation to the youth of Scotland to forego the admiration of all classical heroes, and to read no other books on the subject of love than the Song of Solomon. But Calvinism itself could not entirely eradicate the beauty of Hume's fancy, and left him still the high fountain of Hebrew poetry to refresh it. In the following specimen of his poetry, describing the successive appearances of nature during a summer's day, there is a train of images that seem peculiarly pleasing and unborrowed-the pictures of a poetical mind, humble but genuine in its cast. THANKS FOR A SUMMER'S DAY. O PERFECT light which shaida away Thy glory, when the day forth flies, More vively does appear, Nor at midday unto our eyes The shadow of the earth anon Syne in the east, when it is gone, Whilk soon perceive the little larks, And tune their song like Nature's clerks, But every bold nocturnal beast They hie away both maist and least, The golden globe incontinent This once gloomy influence of Calvinism on the literary character of the Scottish churchmen, forms a contrast with more recent times, that needs scarcely to be suggested to those acquainted with Scotland. In extending the classical fame, no less than in establishing the moral reputation of their country, the Scottish clergy have exerted a primary influence; and whatever Presby 16 For joy the birds with bouldens throats, Take up their kindly music notes Upbraids the careful husbandman, The pastor quits the slothful sleep, The passenger, from perils sure, The misty reek," the clouds of rain Bagaired is the sapphire pende The ample heaven, of fabric sure, The time so tranquil is and clear, All trees and simples, great and small, Than they were painted on a wall, The rivers fresh, the callour' streams, The water clear like crystal beams, The waves, that woltering" wont to be, So silent is the cessile air, The hills and dales, and forest fair, The clogged busy humming bees, The sun most like a speedy post The breathless flocks draw to the shade The startling nolt, as they were mad, The herds beneath some leafy trees, The hart, the hind, the fallow deer, Are tapish'dy at their rest; The fowls and birds that made thee beare,* Prepare their pretty nest. The rayons dure descending down, In city, nor in burrough town, May name set forth their head. Back from the blue pavemented whun, And from ilk plaster wall, The hot reflexing of the sun The labourers that timely rose, For heat down to their houses goes,d r Stir. Cool.- Run.-u Tumbling. To drone, or to be idle.-w Freshness. Oxen.-y Carpeted.- Beare, I suppose, means music.-To beare in old Scotch, is to recite. Wynton, in his Chronicle, says, "As I have heard men beare on hand."-a Hard or keen rays.- Fire. Whinstone. In old Scottish poetry little attention is paid to giving plural nouns a plural verb. The callour wine in cave is sought, The dove with whistling wings so blue, Her purple pens turn many a hue Now noon is gone-gone is midday, The sun descends down west away, .... The rayons of the sun we see The shade of every tower and tree Great is the calm, for everywhere The reek' throws up right in the air, The sterling whistles loud, The cushats on the branches green, The glomin comes, the day is spent, Are nothing like the colour red What pleasure then to walk and see, The perfect form of every tree The salmon out of cruives and creels," Uphailed into scouts: The bells and circles on the weills," O sure it were a seemly thing, Of bleating sheep, fra they be fill'd, Of calves and rowting kye. All labourers draw hame at even, And can to others say, Thanks to the gracious God of Heaven, • Cool.-f Burning.- Oil.- Beats.- Smoke.-Thrush and nightingale. Wood-pigeons. A very expressive word for the note of the cushat, or wood-pigeon.m Evening.-n Along.-o Places for confining fish, ge nerally placed in the dam of a river.-p Baskets. Small boats or yawls. Wells. Throng.: Who. b THOMAS NASH. [Born, 1560? Died about 1600-4.] THOMAS NASH was born at Lowestoft in Suffolk, was bred at Cambridge, and closed a calamitous life of authorship at the age, it is said, of forty-two. Dr. Beloe has given a list of his works, and Mr. D'Israéli† an account of his shifts and miseries. Adversity seems to have whetted his genius, as his most tolerable verses are those which describe his own despair; and in the midst of his woes, he exposed to just derision the profound fooleries of the astrologer Harvey, who, in the year 1582, had thrown the whole kingdom into consternation by his predictions of the proba ble effects of the junction of Jupiter and Saturn. Drayton, in his Epistle of Poets and Poesy, says of him Sharply satyric was he, and that way He went, since that his being to this day, From the allusion which he makes in the following quotation to Sir P. Sydney's compassion, before the introduction of the following lines, it may be conjectured that he had experienced the bounty of that noble character. DESPAIR OF A POOR SCHOLAR. FROM PIERCE PENNILESS. WHY is't damnation to despair and die, • Anecdotes of Scarce Books. † Calamities of Authors. Forgive me, God, although I curse my birth, frown, When changing fortune casts us headlong down. groan. England, adieu! the soil that brought me forth, Adieu! unkind, where skill is nothing worth. EDWARD VERE, EARL OF OXFORD. [Born, 1534. Died, 1604.] THIS nobleman sat as Great Chamberlain of England upon the trial of Mary Queen of Scots. In the year of the Armada, he distinguished his public spirit by fitting out some ships at his pri vate cost. He had travelled in Italy in his youth, and is said to have returned the most accomplished coxcomb of his age. The story of his quarrel with Sir Philip Sydney, as it is related by Collins, gives us a most unfavourable idea of his manners and temper, and shows to what a height the claims of aristocratical privilege were at that time carried. Some still more discreditable traits of his character are to be found in the history of his life.S FANCY AND DESIRE. The Earl of Oxford being one day in the tennis-court with Sir Philip Sydney, on some offence which he had taken, ordered him to leave the room, and, on his refusal, gave him the epithet of a puppy. Sir Philip retorted the lie on his lordship, and left the place, expecting to be followed by the peer. But Lord Oxford neither followed him nor noticed his quarrel, till her majesty's council had time to command the peace. The queen interfered, reminding Sir Philip of the difference between "earls and gentlemen." Tell me who was thy nurse? Fresh Youth, in sugar'd joy. What was thy meat and daily food? Sad sighs with great annoy. and of the respect which inferiors owed their superiors. Sydney, boldly but respectfully, stated to her majesty, that rank among freemen could claim no other homage than precedency, and did not obey her commands to make submission to Oxford. For a fuller statement of this anecdote, vide the quotation from Collins, in the British Bibliographer, vol. i. p. 83. By Mr. Park, in the Catalogue of Royal and Noble Authors. |