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O! had we known him half so well!
That though he did not want his bays,
Nor all the monuments virtue can raise,
Herbert and Donne again are join'd,
Now here below, as thcy're above;
Too weak to part them death does prove;
O Quàm erubesco cum tuam vitam lego,
Y y 2
Tu quale nobis intuendum clericis
JACOB DUPORT, S. T. P.
* Sic Christum solens vocavit quoties ejus mentionem fecit.
Na late retreat from the business of this world, and those many little
cares with which I have too often cumbered myself, I fell into a contemplation of some of those historical passages that are recorded in sacred story, and more particularly of what had past betwixt our Blessed Saviour, and that wonder of women, and sinners, and mourners, Saint Mary Magdalen. I call her Saint, because I did not then, nor do now consider her, as when she was posleft with seven devils; not as when her wanton eyes, and dishevelled hair, were designed and managed to charm and insnare amourous beholders: But, I did then, and do now consider her, as after she had expressed a visible and sacred sorrow for her sensualities; as after those eyes had wept such a flood of penitential tears as did wash, and that hair had wip't, and the most passionately kist the feet of hers, and our blessed Jesus. And I do now consider, that because she loved much, not only much was forgiven her; but that, beside that blessed blessing of having her sins pardoned, and the joy of knowing her happy condition, she also had from him a testimony, that her alabaster box of precious ointment poured on his head and feet, and that spikenard, and those spices that were by her dedicated to embalm and preserve his sacred body from putrefaction, should so far preserve her own memory, that these demonstrations of her fanctified love, and of her officious and generous gratitude, should be recorded and mentioned wherefoever his gospel should be read; intending thereby, that as his, so her name should also live to succeeding generations, even till time itself shall be no more.
a if some very learned and able commentators have entertained an opinion, that Mary Magdalen was the afflicted and penitent finner mentioned in the seventh chapter of St. Luke's Gospel, it is not surprising that Mr. Walton should fall into the same crror.
Upon occasion of which fair example, I did lately look back, and not without some content (at least to myself) that I have endeavoured to deserve the love, and preserve the memory of my two deceased friends, Dr. Donne and Sir Henry Wotton, by declaring the several employments and various accidents of their lives: And though Mr. George Herbert (whose Life I now intend to write) were to me a stranger as to his person, for I have only seen him; yet since he was, and was worthy to be, their friend, and very many of his have been mine, I judge it may not be unacceptable to those that knew any of them in their lives, or do now know them by mine, or their own writings, to see this conjunction of them after their deaths, without which, many things that concerned them, and some things that concerned the age in which they lived, would be less perfect, and lost to pofterity.
For these reasons I have undertaken it, and if I have prevented any abler person, I beg pardon of him and my reader.
THE LIFE OF MR. GEORGE HERBERT.
EORGE HERBERT was born the third day of April, in the year of
our redemption 1593. The place of his birth was near to the town of Montgomery, and in that castle that did then bear the name of that town and county; that castle was then a place of state and strength, and had been successively happy in the family of the Herberts, who had long polfessed it; and, with it, a plentiful estate, and hearts as liberal to their poor neighbours. A family, that hath been blessed with men of remarkable wifdom, and a willingness to serve their country, and, indeed, to do good to all mankind; for which they are eminent : But alas ! this family did in the late rebellion suffer extremely in their estates ; and the heirs of that castle saw it laid level with that earth that was too good to bury those wretches that were the cause of it. The father of our George was Richard Herbert', the son of Edward
• The castle of Montgomery derived its name from Roger de Montgomery, a noble Nornian, Earl of Shrewsbury, who, winning much land from the Welsh, first built this castle to secure his conquest. It standeth not far from the banks of the river Severn, upon the rising of a rock, from whence it hath a very free prospect into a pleasant plain that lieth beneath it.The family of the Herberts is very much diffused, and of great authority in this part of Wales. (Heylin's Help to English History. An order was made by the Parliament, June 11, 1649, for demolishing Montgomery Castle, which Anthony Wood calls “ a pleasant and romancy “ place," and for an allowance to the Lord Herbert for his damage thereby.
c Edward Lord Herbert of Cherbury describes Richard Herbert his father to have been « black haired and bearded, as all his ancestors of his side are said to have been, of a manly “ or fomewhat stern look, but withall very handsome and well compact in his limbs, and of
a great courage. As for his integrity in his places of Deputy Lieutenant of the county, “ Justice of the Peace, and Custos Rotulorum, which he, as his father before him, held, it is “ so memorable to this day that it was said his enemies appealed to him for justice, which “they always found on all occasions. His learning was not vulgar, as understanding well “ the Latin tongue, and being well versed in History." (The Life of Edward Lord berbert of Cherbury, written by himself. Strawberry-Hill, 1764. P. 34.)