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Marot au Sermon du bon et mauvais pas
teur loue ainsi la mort.

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Il tavoit nommer benigne
Clef de la vie estimee
Voyre comme Heleyne digne
Destre elegante formee.
Chascun painctre qui paint bien
En sa figure atornee
Tavoit ja par son moyen
De face plaisante ornee.job mor
Ainsi ton tard ur
'tu portoys

Teinct en couleur azuree
Comme Cupido courtoys

there issued, mix'd with sobs,

A song of doleful sound.

Oh break ye off this chearful strain,
Oh break ye off your gladness:
Calliope, dear sister, wed

Have tidings of strange sadness.
Weep for the son of Phoebus, weep,
And for his hapless doom:

This month, erewhile a happy month,
Hath seen him to his tomb;

Him who had next to Virgil learnt
His golden pen to move;

Who made the measures nimbly trip
In song and lay of love...

It ceased; but only at those words
Calliope despair'd,

For well she knew that Clement's soul
Had from its body fared;

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Her sisters beautiful and kind,
That saw her in that swound,
With gentle care enfolded her,
And lifted from the ground:

And when her voice, that fail'd her quite,
A little was restored,

She thus, in accents faint and low,

That luckless chance deplored:

Ah me! she cried, O cruel death,

Insensate and ill-starr'd,

Thy dart on me no wound can work,
Yet hath it prest me hard.

Alas! how well art thou avenged
On me for my disdain,
Who in the place I held so dear
Hast thy proud station ta'en.
Now is thy great ingratitude
To all men clearly shown;
Now is thy rude and felon hand
Through every nation known.
He, who to utmost of his might
Had colour'd o'er thy wrong,
Has suffer'd from thy luckless hand
In guerdon of his song..

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Marot, in the discourse of the good and evil shepherd, thus praises death.

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He call'd thee bountiful and good,
He named thee key to bliss;
And if they've learnt to paint thee fair,
The lesson hath been his.

Each limner hence that limneth best,
Who doth thy likeness trace,
Describeth thee with beauty such
As beam'd in Helen's face;

And thou wert made thy dart to bear
With heaven's own azure bright,
As courteously as Cupid his,
In golden quiver pight.

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to represent Guilelme and Jeanne, concludes this little volume.

I regret much that I can do no more for this writer than point out the names of some of his other works from De Bure's Bibliographie:-3055. Repos de plus grand travail, ou Poësies diverses; composées par Guill. des Autelz. Lyon, de Tournes, 1550, in 8vo.-3056. Replique du même Guill. des Autelz aux furieuses défenses de Louis Megret, en prose; avec la suite du Repos de l'Auteur, en rime Françoise. Lyon,

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IN CONTINUATION OF DR. JOHNSON'S LIVES OF THE POETS.

RICHARD, the third son of Richard

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Beaudesert,

wickshire, was born on the 1st of October, 1715. His mother was Margaret, daughter of Wm. Parker, a gentleman of Henley in Arden, a neighbouring town in the same county. He received the earlier part of his education at Solihull, under Mr. Crumpton, whom Johnson, in his Life of Shenstone, calls an eminent schoolmaster. Here Shenstone, who was scarcely one year older, and who, according to Johnson, distinguished himself by the quickness of his progress, imparted to his School

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mistress, has delivered to posterity the old dame who taught him to read; the other has done the same for their common preceptor, but with less ability and less kindness, in his Edgehill, where he terms him Pedagogue morose."

At the usual time he was admitted a servitor of University College, Oxford. His humble station in the University, though it did not break off his intimacy with Shenstone, must have hindered them from associating openly together.

wards Earl Nugent, obtained for from

Worcester, the vicarage of Snitterfield, worth about 140%. After having inserted some small poems in Dodsley's Collection, he published (in 1767) Edge-hill, for which he obtained a large subscription; and in the following year, the fable of Labour and Genius. In 1771, his kind patron, Lord Willoughby de Broke, added to his other preferment the rectory of Kimcote, worth nearly 3007. in consequence of which he resigned Harbury.

him seven children. He had known

His first wife died in 1751, leaving

her from childhood. The attention paid her by Shenstone shows her to have been an amiable woman. In eight years after, he married Margaret, daughter of James Underwood, Esq. of Rugeley, in Staffordshire, who survived him. During the latter part of his life, his infirmities confined him to the house. He died, after a short illness, on the 8th of May, 17815 and was buried in the church of Snitterfield. In his person he was above the middle stature.

is manner was reserved before strangers, but easy even to sprightliness in the society of his friends. He is said to have discharged blamelessly all the duties of his profession and. of domestic life. As a poot, he is not entitled to very high commendation. The distinguishing feature of his poetry is the ease of its diction. Johnson has observed, that if blank verse be not tumid and gorgeous, it is crippled prose To disprove this, it would be sufficient to quote the greater part of that story from the Tatler of the Young Man restored to Sight, which Jago has introduced into his Edge-hill, Nothing can be No LV. 80 m de bus sgag-alic

In 1738, he took the degree of Master of Arts, having been first ordained to the curacy of Snitterfield, a village near the benefice of his father, who died two years after. Soon after that event, he married Dorothea, Susannah, daughter of John Fancourt, Rector of Kimcote, in Leicestershire. In 1746, he was instituted to Harbury, where he resided; and about the same time was presented, by Lord Willoughby de Broke, to Chesterton, which lay at a short distance; both livings together amounting to about 100l. a year. In 1754, Lord Clare, after

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must detract something from the interest, such as it is, that arises from these sources. A poet should take care not to make the fund of his reputation liable to be affected by dilapidations, or to be passed away by the hands of a conveyancer.

It would seem as if he had never visited a tract of land much wilder than that in which he was bred and walls, raised on the mountain preborn. In speaking of "embattled cipice," he particularises "Beaudesert; Old Montfort's seat; "*-a place, which, though it is pleasantly diversified with hill and dale, has no pretensions of so lofty a kind. This, he tells us, was "the haunt of his youthful steps;" and here he met with Somerville, the poet of the Chase, to whom both the subject and the title of his poem might have been suggested by that extensive common, known by the name of Cannock Chase, on the borders of which

Beaudesert is situated.

The digressions, with which he has endeavoured to enliven the monotony of his subject, are sometimes very far-fetched. He has scarcely finished his exordium,, when he goes back to the third day of the creation, and then passes on to the deluge. This reminds one of the Mock Advocate in the Plaideurs of Racine, who, having to defend the cause of a dog that had robbed the pantry, begins,

Avant la naissance du mondeon which the judge yawns and interrupts him,

Avocat, ah! passons au déluge.

Of his shorter pieces, the three Elegies on Birds are well deserving of notice. That entitled the Blackbirds is so prettily imagined, and so neatly expressed, that it is worth a long poem. Thrice has Shenstone mentioned it in his Letters, in such a manner as to show how much it had pleased him. The Goldfinches is only less excellent. He has spoiled the Swallows by the seriousness of the moral.

Nunc non erat his locus.

The first half of Peytoe's Ghost has enough in it to raise a curiosity, which is disappointed by the remainder.

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Edge-hill-Book I.

THE TALE OF ALLAN LORBURNE, MARINER.

I STOOD upon my shallop's prow, and saw
A wild sea sweep a wilder isle, where dwelt
Men gentle as the ocean when the moon
Moves in her summer mist. Beside the rock,
Oft moist with bitter sea-spray, close they build
Their sheals with layers of azure stones and moss:
The shatter'd ribs of some storm-stranded bark
Form pan and rafter; o'er the whole they cast'
A coat of odorous heath, pluck'd while the bee
Sucks the sweet blossom, and his song is heard
Through all the lonesome isle. A simple race-
They plough not, neither do they reap, nor shear
The fair fleece of the flock, but venturous seek,
With boat and fish net, and the three-prong'd spear,
Their sustenance from the rough unstable flood."

Three brethren-a mariner, a soldier, and a husbandman, sons of Adam Lorburne, were met together on their paternal hearth after many years' silence and separation. They parted, striplings, in quest of their good or their evil fortune; and they met, men stricken in years, with infirm frames and sobered fancies. The house which had sheltered their name for many generations had no fair nor attractive exterior, nor did romantic beauty of situation compensate for the sordid looks of this humble abode. It was a shepherd's house, built on a wild hill top, with a roof of heather, a ceiling of turf, and a floor of clay. An acre or two of corn and garden ground, redeemed after a long and hard contest from the brown and sterile moor, surrounded the house. Nor plough, nor scythe, nor spade, except for the cultivation of that little patch, had ever approached their dwelling; and the heath-cock, the curlew, the hooded crow, and the hawk, were their natural and nearest neighbours. They lived by their flocks alone, and by the produce of their numerous hives of bees, which collected from an immense extent of moorland an annual supply of that delicious dew-the sweetest of all gathered sweets-heather-honey.

The three brethren met-it matters not for the interest of this narrative how-and they found, on approaching their native place, that it wore the same fixed and unchanged look with which their boyish remembrances in VOL. VI.

vested it. The rocks, the hills, the streams, and the glens, are things not liable to change; and the curlew and the plover announced their visit with a cry which seemed the same that hailed them on their native hill some thirty years before. But the welcome and joyous bark of the sheepdog was changed into the snappish and churlish opposition of two moorland curs, who refused to acknowledge the pastoral names of Tweed or Yarrow, and who, planting themselves in the path. seemed willing to dispute the passage to the house. The pleased and motherly smile too with which their return from the stormy hill was formerly welcomed, was exchanged for the eager and startled gaze of two faded maidens, who, with hands held over their eyes, to aid the sharp examination with which dwellers in a lonesome place regard the approach of strangers, stood ready to shut the door should the objects of their serutiny have a suspicious look.

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Before the door stood a long bench of stone, where on the summer Sunday mornings their father usually sat, with his children gathered around him, to expound the Scripture and read them lessons from devotional books. The eldest brother advanced, and said to his eldest sister, "Who sits, I pray thee, on that bench now, to read the Gospel and hail the return of his children?" He paused and stept aside, covering his face with his hands; while the younger brother came forward, and said, "Why wear ye

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