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WHEN forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
Beauty in decent shape and colour lies; Colours the matter are, and shape the soul; The soul-which from no single part doth rise, But from the just proportion of the whole ;And is a mere spiritual harmony
Of every part united in the eye.
OH! how much more doth Beauty beauteous seem,
[Born, 1564. Died, 1616.]
No circumstance doth beauty fortify
But let that fashion more to modesty Tend than assurancee-Modesty doth set The face in her just place, from passion free; "Tis both the mind's and body's beauty met.
FROM HIS SONNETS.
All these good parts a perfect woman make ; Add love to me, they make a perfect wife; Without her love, her beauty I should take As that of pictures dead-that gives it life; Till then her beauty, like the sun, doth shine Alike to all ;-that only makes it mine.
Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly,
LET me not to the marriage of true minds
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
THOSE lips, that Love's own hand did make,
SIR WALTER RALEIGH.
[Born, 1552. Died, 1618.]
It is difficult exactly to estimate the poetical character of this great man, as many of the pieces that are ascribed to him have not been authenticated. Among these is the "Soul's Farewell," which possesses a fire of imagination that we would willingly ascribe to him; but his claim to it, as has been already mentioned, is exceedingly doubtful. The tradition of his having written it on the night before his execution, is highly interesting to the fancy, but, like many fine stories, it has the little defect of being untrue, as the poem was in existence more than twenty years before his death. It has accordingly been placed in this collection, with several other pieces to which his name has been conjecturally affixed, among the anonymous poetry of that period.
Sir Walter was born at Hayes Farm, in Devonshire, and studied at Oxford. Leaving the university at seventeen, he fought for six years under the Protestant banners in France, and afterwards served a campaign in the Netherlands. He next distinguished himself in Ireland during the rebellion of 1580, under the lord deputy Lord Grey de Wilton, with whom his personal disputes eventually promoted his fortunes; for being heard in his own cause on returning to England, he won the favour of Elizabeth, who knighted him, and raised him to such honours as alarmed the jealousy of her favourite Leicester.
Was used in giving gentle doom;
Doth follow night, who, like a fiend,
In the mean time, as early as 1579, he had commenced his adventures with a view to colonize America-surveyed the territory now called Virginia, in 1584, and fitted out successive fleets in support of the infant colony. In the destruction of the Spanish armada, as well as in the expedition to Portugal in behalf of Don Antonio, he had his full share of action and glory; and though recalled, in 1592, from the appointment of general of the expedition against Panama, he must have made a princely fortune by the success of his fleet, which sailed upon that occasion, and returned with the richest prize that had ever been brought to England. The queen was about
this period so indignant with him for an amour which he had with one of her maids of honour, that, though he married the lady (she was the daughter of Sir Nicholas Throgmorton), her majesty committed him, with his fair partner, to the Tower. The queen forgave him, however, at last, and rewarded his services with a grant of the manor of Sherborne, in Dorsetshire, where he built a magnificent seat. Raleigh's mind was not one that was destined to travel in
the wheel-ruts of common prejudice. It was rumoured that he had carried the freedom of his philosophical speculation to an heretical height on many subjects; and his acceptance of the church lands of Sherborne, already mentioned, probably supplied additional motives to the clergy to swell the outcry against his principles. He was accused (by the jesuits) of atheism—a charge which his own writings sufficiently refute. Whatever were his opinions, the public saved him the trouble of explaining them; and the queen, taking it for granted that they must be bad, gave him an open, and, no doubt, edifying reprimand. To console himself under these circumstances, he projected the conquest of Guiana, sailed thither in 1595, and having captured the city of San Joseph, returned and published an account of his voyage. In the following year he acted gallantly under the Earl of Essex at Cadiz, as well as in what was called the "Island Voyage *" On the latter occasion he failed of complete success only through the jealousy of the favourite.
His letter to Cecil, in which he exhorted that statesman to the destruction of Essex, forms but too sad and notorious a blot in our hero's memory; yet even that offence will not reconcile us to behold the successor of Elizabeth robbing Raleigh of his estate to bestow it on the minion Carr; and on the grounds of a plot in which his participation was never proved, condemning to fifteen years of imprisonment the man who had enlarged the empire of his country, and the boundaries of * A voyage that was aimed principally at the Spanish Plate fleets.
human knowledge. James could estimate the
THE SILENT LOVER.
PASSIONS are liken'd best to floods and streams,
Wrong not, sweet mistress of my heart,
With thinking that he feels no smart
Since if my plaints were not t' approve The conquest of thy beauty,
It comes not from defect of love,
But fear t' exceed my duty.
For not knowing that I sue to serve
A saint of such perfection
As all desire, but none deserve
A place in her affection,
I rather chuse to want relief
Silence in love betrays more woe Than words, though ne'er so witty; A beggar that is dumb, you know, May challenge double pity.
Then wrong not, dearest to my heart,
A NYMPH'S DISDAIN OF LOVE.
than avarice. On the 29th of October, 1618, Raleigh perished on a scaffold, in Old Palaceyard, by a sentence originally iniquitous, and which his commission to Guiana had virtually revoked.
Unborn was false Suspect ;
Hey down a down, did Dian sing, &c.
At length men used charms,
Thus women welcomed woe,
Hey down a down, did Dian sing,
A VISION UPON THE FAIRY QUEEN.'
METHOUGHT I saw the grave where Laura lay,
At whose approach the soul of Petrarch wept ;
THE SHEPHERD'S DESCRIPTION OF LOVE. Ascribed to Sir W. Raleigh in England's Helicon.' Melib. SHEPHERD, what's love? I pray thee tell. Faust. It is that fountain and that well
Where pleasure and repentance dwell;
It is December match'd with May,
[Born, 1563. Died, 1618.]
WHO in his day obtained the epithet of the Silver-tongued, was a merchant adventurer, and died abroad at Middleburgh, in 1618. He was a candidate, in the year 1597, for the office of secretary to a trading company at Stade; on which occasion the Earl of Essex seems to have taken a friendly interest in his fortunes. Though esteemed by the court of England (on one occasion he signs himself the pensioner of Prince Henry *), he is said to have been driven from home by the enmity which his satires excited. This seems very extraordinary, as there is nothing in his vague and dull declamations against vice, that needed to have ruffled the
RELIGION, O thou life of life,
Under thy sacred name, all over, The vicious all their vices cover; The insolent their insolence,
STANZAS FROM "ALL IS NOT GOLD THAT GLITTERS."
The proud their pride, the false their fraud,
Ambition under thee aspires,
most thin-skinned enemies-so that his travels were probably made more from the hope of gain than the fear of persecution. He was an eminent linguist, and writes his dedications in several languages, but in his own he often fathoms the bathos, and brings up such lines as these to king James.
[He had a yearly pension of twenty pounds from Prince Henry. Owen the Epigrammatist had the same sum: and Drayton had ten.]
So much, O king, thy sacred worth presume I on, James, the just heir of England's lawful union.
His works are chiefly translations, including that of the Divine Weeks and Works of Du Bartas. His claim to the poem of the Soul's Errand, as been already mentioned, is to be entirely set aside.
SAMUEL DANIEL was the son of a music-master, and was born at Taunton, in Somersetshire. He was patronised and probably maintained at Oxford, by the noble family of Pembroke. At the age of twenty-three he translated Paulus Jovius's Discourse of Rare Inventions. He was
Sloth under thee her ease assumes,
Religion, erst so venerable,
Not in the church with Simony,
[Born, 1562. Died, Oct. 1619.]
afterwards tutor to the accomplished and spirited Lady Anne Clifford, daughter to the Earl of Cumberland, who raised a monument to his memory, on which she recorded that she had been his pupil. At the death of Spenser he furnished, as a voluntary laureat, several masks and