284 This was the fruit the private spirit brought, 415 420 A thousand daily sects rise up and die, For points obscure are of small use to learn Thus have I made my own opinions clear, 445 450 455 A passage of "Hudibras" was probably in Dryden's mind: "So, ere the storm of war broke out, Of petulant capricious sects, The maggots of corrupted texts." Part 3, canto 2, line 7. The versifier of the Psalms with Hopkins. See Dryden's contemptuous allusion to this metrical version of the Psalms in "Absalom and Achitophel," part 2, line 403. THRENODIA AUGUSTALIS. A FUNERAL-PINDARIC POEM. TO THE HAPPY MEMORY OF KING CHARLES II. BY JOHN DRYDEN, SERVANT TO HIS LATE MAJESTY AND TO THE PRESENT KING. "Fortunati ambo, si quid mea carmina possunt, : INTRODUCTORY NOTE. Charles II. died on February 6, 1685. This poem was published about a month after the date, March 9, is in manuscript on the title-page in the copy of the first edition in the British Museum, and that was probably the day of publication. Dryden's name and description of himself on the title-page have been printed here with the title of this poem, as his Virgilian motto is connected with the words, "Servant to his late Majesty and to the present King." He had not announced his official position on the title-page of “Religio Laici," nor did he afterwards on that of “Britannia Rediviva," the poem written to celebrate the birth of a son to James II.; in both those title-pages it is simply, "Written by Mr. Dryden." "Absalom and Achitophel and the Satires which succeeded it were published anonymously. The title-pages of “Annus Mirabilis" and other preceding poems, published before he was Poet Laureat and Historiographer Royal, had borne the author's name as “John Dryden, Esquire." There were some A second edition of this poem appeared in the course of 1685. changes of the text in the second edition, which are mostly improvements, and which, it may be presumed, were all authorised. The poem was next reprinted, after an interval of sixteen years, in the folio volume of Dryden's Poems, published in the year after his death, 1701, by Jacob Tonson. It is remarkable that passages, changed in the second edition from the first, reappear in this third edition as they stood in the first: and there is a new alteration in this third edition which deserves special mention. The two lines in the description of Charles's last moments, 187, 8, which stand in the two editions of 1685. And he who most performed and promised less, were changed in Tonson's folio volume of 1701 into And they who most performed and promised less, Hobbes was a surgeon of eminence at the time of Dryden's death, and had attended Dryden in his last illness; but there is no other known mention of him among the medical men who attended the bedside of Charles II. This is a very suspicious change of the text in Tonson's volume of 1701. The text of 1701 was copied in the edition of the "Miscellany Poems" of 1716 and in Broughton's edition of 1743. The text of the second edition of 1685 is followed here. Tonson's folio volume is printed generally inaccurately. THRENODIA AUGUSTALIS. I THUS long my grief has kept me dumb : Sure there's a lethargy in mighty woe, But, unprovided for a sudden blow, And petrify with grief. Our British heaven was all serene, Not the least wrinkle to deform the sky; We slept securely and we dreamt of more, When suddenly the thunder-clap was heard, The amazing news of Charles at once were spread, Our gracious Prince was dead. + No sickness known before, no slow disease, To soften grief by just degrees; But, like an hurricane on Indian seas, The tempest rose, An unexpected burst of woes, With scarce a breathing space betwixt, This now becalmed, and perishing the next. As if great Atlas from his height Should sink beneath his heavenly weight, 30 * "Out of guard," a French phrase, hors de garde. + Charles II. was taken suddenly ill on the morning of Monday, February 2, 1685, and on that forenoon immediate death was believed inevitable. But he rallied, and on the morning of the 5th his physicians pronounced him out of danger. There was a relapse the same evening: and on Friday, February 6, he died. Lord Macaulay's elaborate account of Charles's last moments should be read with this poem. ↑ Now, a substantive, for moment. "This moment becalmed, and perishing the next.” |