SYLVESTER. 1563-1618. AUTHOR of a number of fugitive pieces of unequal merit. The Soul's Errand, originally ascribed to Raleigh, is characterised by much force and originality of idea. THE MESSAGE TO EARTH. Go, soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless errand! Fear not to touch the best, Go, tell the court it glows, And shines like rotten wood; Tell potentates they live, Acting by others' actions, Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by their factions: If potentates reply, Give potentates the lie. Tell men of high condition Then give them all the lie. Tell them that brave it most, Seek nothing but commending: Tell zeal it lacks devotion; Tell age it daily wasteth; Tell honour how it alters; Tell beauty how she blasteth; Tell favour how she falters: And as they shall reply, Give every one the lie. Tell wit how much it wrangles Herself in over-wiseness: Tell physic of her boldness; Tell law it is contention : So give them still the lie. Tell fortune of her blindness; Tell justice of delay : And if they will reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell arts they have no soundness, Tell schools they want profoundness, Give arts and schools the lie. The Soul's Errand. DRUMMOND. 1585-1649. PRINCIPAL WORKS: Tears on the Death of Maliades (Prince Henry, son of James I.), 1612.-The Wandering Muses, or the River Forth Feasting (a congratulatory poem addressed to King James), 1617. His sonnets, however, are his best title to fame; they exhibit a considerable amount of thought as well as fancy clothed in elegant verse. He is by far the best of the Scottish poets of the age. THE JUST AND THE UNJUST. DOTH then the world go thus, doth all thus move? Is this that firm decree which all doth bind? Those souls with vices moody, mists most blind, Blind fortune, blindly, most their friend doth prove : And they who thee, poor idol Virtue! love, Ply like a feather tossed by storm and wind. Ah! if a Providence doth sway this All, Why should best minds groan under most distress? Heavens! hinder, stop this fate; or grant a time When good may have, as well as bad, their prime! SUCKLING. ONE of the best of the Anacreontic school. His occasional poems exhibit a natural liveliness of fancy, and an easy style of versification. The Ballad upon a Wedding, a few stanzas of which are subjoined, has been much admired for its witty levity, and choice beauty of expression.' THE BRIDE. HER feet beneath her petticoat, Her cheeks so rare a white was on, Who sees them is undone; For streaks of red were mingled there, The side that's next the sun. Her lips were red, and one was thin But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, Than on the sun in July. |