Shall fynde aceordynge unto his devise
This prince Scipio, this myghty Romayne,
Whiche all for pleasure ever dydde dispyse,
In continence a lorde and souveraigne.

Lo thus maie menne playnly here beholde,
That wyly wytte, powre, guyle, nor policie,
Coulde Anniball ever styll upholde,

But that by Scipio's woorthy chivalrie,
His manhode, vertue, and dedes knyghtly,
He was subdued-there is no more to sayne:
And yet, to speake as trouth wyll verifye,

There was never founde a better capitayne."

The translation extends to 74 chapters, and is dedicated "to his moste redoubted soveraigne lorde Henry the viii. by his right humble subjecte and servaunt Antony Cope," in seven pages. Any extract might be deemed superfluous.

T. P.

ART. XVIII. This is the Myrrour or Glass of Healthe: necessary and nedefull for every person to loke in, that will kepe theyr bodye from the syckenesse of the pestylence. And it sheweth howe the planettes do reygne in every houre of the day and night: with the natures and exposicions of the xii sygnes: devyded by the xii monethes of the yeare, and shewed the remedyes for dyvers infyrmyties and diseases that hurtethe the bodye of man. Colophon. Imprinted at London in Fleete street, benethe the Conduite, &c. by Thomas Colwel. 12mo. sine anno. The prologue of the "auctour" (Tho. Moulton) declares, that this book profiteth greatly to surgeons,

and

and also to physicians. It seems rather calculated to profit designing empirics and superstitious patients, who look to planetary influence, miraculous medicaments, or magical amulets, for the cure of disease. Two short recipes will suffice as specimens.

"For biting of a mad dog.

"Take the sede of box, and stampe it, and temper it with holye-water, and gyve it hym to drynke," &c.

"For the fallynge evill.

"Take the bloud of hys lytle fyngre that is sick, and write these iii verses folowing, and hange them about his necke.

"Jasper fert mirram, thus, mel, chia, Baltazarum,
Hæc quicunque secum portat, tria nomina regum,
Solvitur a morbo, Domini pietate caduce."

T.P.

ART. XIX. Churchyard's Praise of Poetrie. 1595

[CONTINUED FROM P. 48.]

"And seems to pearce the cloudie skies:

Such poets Sidney likes,

Whose gentle wind makes dust arise

As hie as morice pikes ;

That lifts aloft the soldier's hart,

Who doth advance the same;

And bends his bodie in each part,

Thereby to purchase fame.*

Virgill entring the colledge of poets in Rome, the rest of the poets

there did more reverence to him than to the emperor; and when he șame into the senate the senators likewise did so.

The

The sword and lance of marshall men
Their lions courage showes;

The poets, with their wit and pen,
Tells where their furie flowes.

They both are knowne as soone as seene,
As things of great import;
The one may verie far oreweene,

The other in some sort;

Stands on his honor sundrie waies;

And offreth life, therefore;

The poet seekes no more but praise,

As poets did of yore :

Whose words strooke dead the stoutest groomes

That ever were in place;

And sweeped clean, like new-made broomes,

The foulest cause or case.

As water washeth each thing white,

And sope might scour withall,
The canker of foule worlds delite,
More sharpe than bitter gall;

So poets, with plaine terms makes cleane
The foulest conshence lives;

And by good words from vice doth weane,
Through councell that it gives,

The childish wit and churlisht mind.

Lo, then, how poets may

Both alter manners, and bad kind,

To frame a better way. †

David sung the liricke verses to his harp, and those Ebrue songs consisted of divers feet and unequal numbers, sometime in Iambikes running otherwhile.

In Sapphicks, swelling again in halfe a foote amiably halting.

Of

Of heavens, and the highest throne
Where God himselfe doth sit,
Good poets still should treat alone,
To shewe their flowing wit; *

As by their Muse they carried were,
Beyond our sight or view,

Into a fine and purer aire

Or speshall climate new: †

Where all things are as cleane as gold
From furnace to the stamp;

So poets should this world behold,
And shine as cleer as lamp.

That light doth give to evry eie
Which doth in darkness dwell;
And glorie show, of heavens hie,
To damned spreets of hell. +

Which darknes in a dungeon keeps
From sight of vertue's lore,
Where ignorance in slumber sleeps,
Like dunse, for evermore.

Sir Philip Sydney praiseth those
Whose waking wits doth see

The depth and ground of verse and prose,
And speakes with judgement free; §

Saloman, in the gardens of Engadda, framed songs to his harpe, which then was a heavenly musicke.

↑ Jeremie wrate his funeral lamentations in Saphycks, long before Si monides, the Greeke poet.

Isaias wrate sacred odes and holie verses; and for remembring the mys teries of God therein, a tyrant king caused him to be sawed asunder.

The song of Sydrack and his fellowes in the hot flame, was in verse.

Of

Moses, by some men is thought the first deviser of verse, and his sister Marie [Miriam] devised the hexameter, and by it to have glorified Jehova. + Ausonius, a Frenchman and poet, schoolmaster to Gracianus the em peror, was an orator and consul of Rome therefore.

ART.