Dunbar's Song of Welcome to Margaret Tudor as Queen of Scotland British Museum Appendix to Royal MSS. 58 his poetical activity seems to have been between this date and the fatal battle of Flodden in 1513, after which he is not mentioned. One poem bearing his name refers to a transaction in 1517, and he probably died soon afterwards. If the poem referred to be not genuine, he may have fallen at Flodden. The agitations of the Reformation period submerged him along with the other early Scotch poets; and although some of Bishop Bale his poems were printed in his lifetime, only one copy of the edition has come down to us. In 1832 his works were collected by David Laing, and he has since held his place with little controversy at the head of ancient Scotch poetry, a personification of the national character on the side of its vigour and its humour, the latter frequently involving gross indelicacy. In another point of view he is a continuer of James I. and Henryson, whose poetry is grounded upon Chaucer's. He speaks of Chaucer with enthusiasm : O reverend Chaucer, rose of rhetors all, Surmounting every tongue terrestriall, Far as May's morn doth midnight : and with less discrimination, extols the "sugared lips and tongués aureate," and "angel mouthés most mellifluate" of Lydgate and Gower. The most Chaucerian of Dunbar's poems is The Golden Targe, an allegory of the type so favoured by Chaucer and his successors, composed in a peculiarly beautiful nine-line stanza, which modern poets might reproduce with advantage. The poet goes forth upon a May morning, brilliantly described : For mirth of May, with skippis and with hoppis, With curious note, as Venus chapel clerks : After a while he lies down and dreams, and sees in a vision Beauty landing from a shallop accompanied by a troop of ladies, mostly allegorical personages, who make him, vainly defended by Reason, their prisoner, and deliver him into the custody of, Heavy Cheer. It has been suggested that the poem was designed as the groundwork of a court masque, and this may have been the case, though there is no reason why it might not have been a mere sport of 2 Slopes. 1 Buds. phantasy. The Thistle and the Rose, however, is clearly a court poem, composed to celebrate the marriage of James IV. with Margaret Tudor in 1504. It is another vision, this time in rhyme royal. Nature summons all animals and plants around her to witness the coronation of the Thistle (Scotland) and the Rose (England) as King and Queen of the vegetable creation, with a side rebuke to the Lily (France). Like the Targe, it is thoroughly Chaucerian in spirit, and very charming. Warton is nevertheless justified in his remark that "for all his ornate fancy the natural character of Dunbar's genius is of the moral and didactic cast." This is evinced in the homely and familiar pieces, broadly humorous as these staple of his poetry, as well as in his more Bishop Bale before Edward VI. Edward VI. often are, which constitute the directly moralising poems. The best known of these is the Lament of the Makers, i.e., the poets whom he has known and admired, but who, from Chaucer to his friend Kennedy, have become the prey of Death. There is something almost Villon-like in this dismal catalogue and its continual refrain, Timor Mortis conturbat me. Here the didactic purpose is reconciled with poetry by energy of expression, elsewhere the alliance is effected by profuse fancy or boisterous humour. The former is exemplified by the contest between divine and earthly love in the very beauti I heard a merle with merry notis sing A song of love, with voice right comfortable, This was her sentence sweet and delectable, Under this branch ran down a river bright With notis glad and glorious harmony A lusty life in love's service bene. Ne'er sweeter noise was heard with living man The blackbird and nightingale continue their melodious controversy, always with the same refrain, until it suits the poet to put an end to it, which he can only do by awarding victory to the nightingale. It will have been observed, however, that his taste for earthly splendour is such that he has dressed his nightingale like a peacock. Other moral pieces are rendered poetical by extravagance of invention, as The Devil's Inquest, Kynd Kittock and The Dance of the Seven Deadly Sins, who exhibit themselves before the Devil with their proper attributes, but are quite outdone by the Highlanders whom Satan summons to wind up the festivity : These termagents, with tag and tatter, Full loud in Erse began to clatter, And roup2 like raven and rook The Devil so deaved was with their yell, He smorit them with smoke. Though not a man of marked original faculty like Dunbar, Gavin Douglas, Bishop of Dunkeld (1474?-1522 ?) is a true poet. His original poems, The Palace of Honour, and King Heart, allegories in the style of Lydgate, though not devoid of interest, are still somewhat heavy. He has, nevertheless, gained high reputation as the translator of Virgil's Eneid, not so much for the merit of the version as such, as for the boldness of the undertaking in his day, his priority over other translators, his happy choice of the heroic metre, and especially for the prologues of his own composition prefixed to the various books, in some of which he appears to great advan- But Douglas professes great indignation at Caxton's version of Virgil from a French romance : In prose he prent ane buik of Inglis gros, Quhilk that he says of French he did trans- It hes nothing ado therewith, God wait,1 Austyne: Have he na thank therfor, but lost his pyne.2 Douglas's own translation, though often prosaic, is sometimes truly poetical. His power, however, is chiefly evinced in the Prologues, especially when these are descriptive. Scotch poets seem particularly at home in describing The grandeur and the bloom, And all the mighty ravishment of Spring : -probably from the suddenness of her advent in Northern latitudes, and the magical rapidity of the transformation she effects. The following passage is from the prologue to the twelfth book. The wintry landscape is depicted with equal force in the prologue to the seventh. |