Or damn to all eternity at once, At ninety-nine, a modern and a dunce? • We shall not quarrel for year or two; By courtesy of England, he may do.' 60 Then, by the rule that made the horse-tail bare, I pluck out year by year, as hair by hair; And melt down ancients like a heap of snow: 65 Shakspeare, whom you and every play-house bill Style the divine, the matchless, what you will; 70 63 The horse-tail bare. The story is told of the brave and dexterous Sertorius. To teach his rude soldiery the value of perseverance, he bade one of them stand forth and pull off his horse's tail: the soldier grasped the intire at once, and pulled; but pulled, of course, in vain: he then bade another pluck it away hair by hair. The success of the latter expedient visibly established the maxim, that patience and skill succeed where force must fail. 72 Immortal in his own despite. Nothing can be clearer than that Shakspeare was singularly negligent of posthumous fame. By leaving no memoirs of himself, he abandoned his personal character to chance: by leaving his works to the caprice of the players, he abandoned the still dearer part of himself, his fame, to mutilation. But the life of Shakspeare, while he continued in London, must have been one of intense occupation. The stupendous labor of producing five-and-thirty plays in five-and-twenty years, the proverbial anxieties of theatrical management, and the whirl of existence round him, might well account for his negligence of all things but the moment. When at last he retired, but two years lay between him and the grave: he left London in 1614, and died in 1616. Bowles quotes Foote's pleasantry of him, that Shakspeare meant only to write farces, but the poetry he threw in gratis.' Ben, old and poor, as little seem'd to heed 75 80 'Yet surely, surely, these were famous men! What boy but hears the sayings of old Ben? In all debates where critics bear a part, Not one but nods, and talks of Jonson's art, Of Shakspeare's nature, and of Cowley's wit; How Beaumont's judgment check'd what Fletcher writ; How Shadwell hasty, Wycherley was slow; 85 90 But let them own, that greater faults than we 95 They had, and greater virtues, I'll agree. Spenser himself affects the obsolete, And Sidney's verse halts ill on Roman feet: Milton's strong pinion now not heaven can bound; Now serpent-like, in prose he sweeps the ground; 91 Gammer Gurton. One of the first printed plays in English, written by Still, of Christ's-college, Cambridge; afterwards bishop of Bath and Wells. In quibbles angel and archangel join, And God the Father turns a school-divine. 101 Not that I'd lop the beauties from his book, But for the wits of either Charles's days, The mob of gentlemen who wrote with ease, In the dry desert of a thousand lines, Or lengthen'd thought that gleams through many a page, Has sanctified whole poems for an age. I lose my patience, and I own it too, 115 When works are censured, not as bad, but new; While, if our elders break all reason's laws, These fools demand not pardon, but applause. On Avon's bank, where flowers eternal blow, If I but ask if any weed can grow; One tragic sentence if I dare deride, Which Betterton's grave action dignified, 120 109 Sprat. In his last will, he gave thanks to God, that he, who had been bred at neither Eton nor Westminster, but at a little country school by the churchyard side, should come to be a bishop at last.' Warburton, who was in the same condition, sarcastically observes, that the honor of being a Westminster schoolboy, some have at one age, and some at another, and some all their life long.' 122 Betterton's grave action. This celebrated actor was one of the earliest friends of Pope. Cibber, in his Life,' has given an interesting analysis of Betterton's powers: he was a man of honor and intelligence. Booth, who was second only to him, was a Westminster boy, whom Busby's praises of his perform. 125 Or well-mouth'd Booth with emphasis proclaims, 135 In days of ease, when now the weary sword Was sheathed, and luxury with Charles restored; In every taste of foreign courts improved, 141 All, by the king's example, lived and loved.' Then peers grew proud in horsemanship to excel; Newmarket's glory rose, as Britain's fell; The soldier breathed the gallantries of France, 145 ance of the Pamphilus of Terence stimulated to try the stage. His chef d'œuvre was Othello: yet the description of his figure seems singularly at variance with success. . His form was clumsy, his head was large, his arms were remarkably short, and his back was bowed.' 142 A verse of lord Lansdowne. 143 In horsemanship to excel,-And every flowery courtier writ romance. The duke of Newcastle's book of borsemanship, the romance of Parthenissa' by the earl of Orrery, and most of the French romances translated by persons of quality.-Pope. Lely on animated canvas stole 150 The sleepy eye that spoke the melting soul. Effects unhappy, from a noble cause! Time was, a sober Englishman would knock And send his wife to church, his son to school: 160 165 149 Lely on animated canvas stole. Walpole says, that if Wycherley had nature in his comedies, it was nature stark naked the painters of his time veiled it but little more.' With his usual finesse, he observes that Lely's nymphs are too irregular in their appearance to be taken for any thing but maids of honor.' When Cromwell sat to Lely, he characteristically said,' Mr. Lely, I desire you would use all your skill to paint my picture truly like me, and not flatter me at all but remark all those roughnesses, pimples, warts, and every thing as you see me; otherwise I shall not pay a farthing for it.' 152 The willing Muses. Warton quotes a letter from the duke of Ormond to Clarendon, in 1658, in which he strikingly says of Charles II.,-1 fear his immoderate delight in empty, effeminate, and vulgar conversations, is become an irresistible part of his nature; and will never suffer him to animate his own designs and others' actions with that spirit which is requisite for his quality, and much more for his fortune.' |