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But he was rather smooth than strong; of the full refounding line, which Pope attributes to Dryden, he has given very few examples. The critical decifion has given the praise of ftrength to Denham, and sweetness to Waller.

His excellence of verfification has some abatements. He uses the expletive do very frequently; and though he used to see it almost univerfally ejected, was not more careful to avoid it in his last compofitions than in his firft. Praise. had given him confidence; and finding the world fatisfied, he fatisfied himself.

His rhymes are fometimes weak words: fo is found to make the rhyme twice in ten lines, and occurs often as a rhyme through his book.

His double rhymes, in heroick verie, have been cenfured by Mrs. Phillips, who was his rival in the tranflation of Corneille's Pompey; and more faults might be found, were not the enquiry below attention.

He fometimes ufes the obfolete termination of verbs, as waxeth, affecteth; and fometimes retains the final fyllable of the preterite, as amazed, fuppofed; of which I know not whether it is not to the detriment of our language that we have totally rejected them.

Of triplets he is fparing; but he did not wholly forbear them: of an Alexandrine he has given no example.

The general character of his poetry is elegance and gaiety. He is never pathetick, and very rarely fublime. He feems neither to have had a mind much elevated by nature, nor amplified by learning. His thoughts are fuch as a liberal converfation and large acquaintance with life would eafily fupply. They had how

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ever, then perhaps, that grace of novelty, which they are now often fuppofed to want by those who, having already found them in later books, do not know or enquire who produced them firft. This treatment is unjust. Let not the original author lose by his imi

tators.

Praise however fhould be due before it is given. The author of Waller's Life afcribes to him the first practice, of what Erythræus and fome late critics call Alliteration, of ufing in the fame verse many words beginning with the fame letter. But this knack, whatever be its value, was fo frequent among our early writers, that Gascoign, a writer of the fixteenth century, warns the young poet against affecting it; and Shakespeare in the Midfummer Night's Dream is fuppofed to ridicule it.

He borrows too many of his fentiments and illuftrations from the old Mythology, for which it is vain to plead the example of the ancient poets: the deities which they introduced fo frequently, were confidered as realities, fo far as to be received by the imagination, whatever fober reafon might even then determine. But of thefe images time has tarnished the fplendor. A fiction, not only detected but defpifed, can never afford a folid bafis to any position, though fometimes it may furnish a tranfient allufion, or flight illuftration. No modern monarch can be much exalted by hearing that, as Hercules had had his club, he has his navy.

But of the praise of Waller, though much may be taken away, much will remain ; for it cannot be denied that he added something to

our

our elegance of diction, and fomething to our propriety of thought; and to him may be applied what Taffo faid, with equal spirit and justice, of himself and Guarini, when, having perufed the Paftor Fido, he cried out," If he "had not read Aminta, he had not excelled " it."

AS Waller profeffed himself to have learned the art of verfification from Fairfax, it has been thought proper to fubjoin a specimen of his work, which, after Mr. Hoole's tranflation, will perhaps not be foon reprinted. By knowing the state in which Waller found our poetry, the reader may judge how much he improved it.

I.

Erminiaes steed (this while) his mistresse bore Through forrefts thicke among the fhadie

treene,

Her feeble hand the bridle raines forlore,
Halfe in a swoune fhe was for feare I weene;
But her flit courfer fpared nere the more,
To beare her through the defart woods un-
feene

Of her strong foes, that chas'd her through
the plaine,

And still purfu'd, but still pursu'd in vaine.

2.

Like as the wearie hounds at last retire, Windleffe, difpleased, from the fruitleffe chace, When the flie beast Tapisht in bush and brire, No art nor paines can rowse out of his place: K 2

The

The Christian knights fo full of shame and ire

Returned backe, with faint and wearie pace; Yet ftill the fearefull Dame fled, fwift as winde,

Nor euer staid, nor euer lookt behinde.

3.

Through thicke and thinne, all night, all day, The driued,

Withouten comfort, companie or guide,

Her plaints and tears with euery thought reuiued,

She heard and saw her greefes, but nought befide.

But when the funne his burning chariot diued In Thetis waue, and wearie teame vntide,

On Iordans fandie banks her courfe fhe

ftaid,

At last, there downe fhe light, and downe fhe laid.

4.

Her tears, her drinke; her food, her forrowings,

This was her diet that vuhappie night:
But fleepe (that fweet repofe and quiet brings)
To eafe the greefs of discontented wight,
Spred foorth his tender, foft, and nimble wings,
In his dull armes foulding the virgin bright;
And loue, his mother, and the graces kept
Strong watch and warde, while this faire
Ladie flept.

5.

The birds awakte her with their morning fong, Their warbling musicke pearft her tender eare, The murmuring brookes and whistling windes

among

The

The ratling boughes, and leaues, their parts did beare ;

Her eies vnclos'd beheld the groues along

Of fwaines and shepherd groomes, that dwellings weare;

And that sweet noise, birds, winds, and waters fent,

Prouokte againe the virgin to lament.

6.

Her plaints were interrupted with a found, That seem'd from thickest bushes to proceed, Some iolly fhepherd fung a luftie round, And to his voice had tun'd his oaten reed; Thither she went, an old man there fhe found, (At whose right hand his little flocke did feed)

Sat making baskets, his three fonnes among, That learn'd their fathers art, and learn'd

his fong.

7.

Beholding one in fhining armes appeare
The feelie man and his were fore difmaid;
But sweet Erminia comforted their feare,
Her ventall vp, her visage open laid,
You happie folke, of heau'n beloued deare,
Worke on (quoth fhe) vpon your harmlesse
traid,

Thefe dreadfull armes I beare no warfare

bring

To your sweet toile, nor those sweet tunes you fing.

8.

But father, fince this land, these townes and

towres,

Deftroied are with sword, with fire and spoile,

How

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