Kill'd with report that old man eloquent. 10 XI. ON THE DETRACTION WHICH FOLLOWED UPON MY WRITING CERTAIN TREATISES.* A BOOK was writ of late call'd Tetrachordon, Stand spelling false, while one might walk to MileEnd Green. Why is it harder, Sirs, than Gordon, Colkitto, or Macdonnel, or Galasp? Those rugged names to our like mouths grow sleek, 10 This is the Sonnet which Dr. Johnson selected in his Dictionary, as a specimen of this species of Verse in English. Todd. 9 Colkitto] Colkitto and Macdonnel are one and the same person, an officer on the royal side, an Irishman of the Antrim family, who served under Montrose. The Macdonalds of that family are styled, by way of distinction Mac Collcittok, i. e. descendants of lame Colin. Galasp is George Gillespie, a Scottish writer against the Independents. Warton. That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp. Thy age, like ours, O Soul of Sir John Cheek, Hated not learning worse than toad or asp, When thou taught'st Cambridge, and king Edward Greek. XII. ON THE SAME. I DID but prompt the age to quit their clogs As when those hinds that were transform'd to frogs Which after held the sun and moon in fee. But this is got by casting pearl to hogs; That bawl for freedom in their senseless mood, And still revolt when truth would set them free. License they mean when they cry Liberty; For who loves that, must first be wise and good; But from that mark how far they rove we see, For all this waste of wealth, and loss of blood. XIII. TO MR. H. LAWES ON THE PUBLISHING HIS HARRY, whose tuneful and well measur'd song Thy worth and skill exempts thee from the throng, With praise enough for envy to look wan; 6 10 To after age thou shalt be writ the man, [tongue. That with smooth air couldst humour best our Thou honour'st verse, and verse must lend her wing To honour thee, the priest of Phoebus' quire, That tun'st their happiest lines in hymn, or story. Dante shall give fame leave to set thee higher Than his Casella, whom he woo'd to sing Met in the milder shades of Purgatory. XIV. ON THE RELIGIOUS MEMORY OF MRS. MY CHRISTIAN FRIEND, DECEASED 16TH DEC. 1646. WHEN faith and love, which parted from thee never, Had ripen'd thy just soul to dwell with God, Meekly thou didst resign this earthly load Of death, call'd life; which us from life doth sever. Thy works, and alms, and all thy good endeavour, Stay'd not behind, nor in the grave were trod; 6 But, as Faith pointed with her golden rod, Follow'd thee up to joy and bliss for ever. 5 exempts] Hor. Od. i. i. 32, ‘Secernunt populo.' Richarason. 7 writ] Hor. Od. i. vi. 1, ' Scriberis Vario fortis,' &c. Newton. 9 honour'st] So Browne's Brit. Past. B. ii. s. 11, of Lord Brooke, Time shall see 6 Thee honor'd by thy verse, and it by thee.' 6 Stay'd] Orig. line in MS. Todd. 'Straight follow'd thee the path that saints have trod.' Warton. Love led them on, and Faith who knew them best . XV. TO THE LORD GENERAL FAIRFAX.* FAIRFAX, whose name in arms through Europe rings, Thy firm unshaken virtue ever brings (For what can war, but endless war still breed?) 14 drink] Epitaph. Damonis. 206. 'Ethereos haurit latices. Warton. 5 * This Sonnet, as appears from Milton's MS. was addressed to Fairfax at the siege of Colchester, 1648. It was first printed, together with the two following sonnets, and the two to Cyriac Skinner, at the end of Philips's Life of Milton, 1694. Warton. 2 Filling] So the MS.: before, it was' And fills each mouth.' Todd. เ 5 virtue] So the MS.: before, valour.' In the next line though' is admitted from the MS. instead of while.' Todd. 8 their] So the MS.: before, her.' Todd. 10 This and the following lines were thus in the printed copies : 'For what can war, but acts of war still breed, Till injured truth from violence be freed, And public faith be rescued from the brand.' Newton. Till truth and right from violence be freed, And public faith clear'd from the shameful brand Of public fraud. In vain doth valour bleed, While avarice and rapine share the land. XVI. TO THE LORD GENERAL CROMWELL.* CROMWELL, Our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast plough'd, And on the neck of crowned fortune proud 5 Hast rear'd God's trophies, and his work pursued, While Darwen stream with blood of Scots im brued, And Dunbar field resounds thy praises loud, And Worcester's laureat wreath. Yet much remains * See Hollis's Memoirs, p. 511. 1 who, &c.] In the printed copy thus: that through a crowd Not of war only, but distractions rude.' But a cloud of war' is a classical expression. Virg. Æn. x. 809. 'Nubem belli.' Newton. 5 This and the following line were contracted in the printed copies of Philips, Toland, Tonson, Tickell, and Fenton, into 'And fought God's battles, and his works pursued.' Warton. 7 Darwen] In the printed copies, 'Darwent.' Newton. 9 And Worcester's laureat wreath.] This expression, though beautiful, is inaccurate; for a 'laureat wreath' cannot, with propriety, be said to resound his praises loud; but the inaccuracy arose from the alteration. The hemistich originally stood, And twenty battles more,' which was flat enough. |