That she, whilst I thy temple's beauties shew,-
May, Moses like, before thee bare-foot go.

Perhaps the following specimen of the composition of this poem will be sufficient for the satisfaction of our readers.

Having the shrine survey'd, we now proceed,
A statue kneeling I survey, and read
Engraven on the marble Wotton's name,
Wotton a person of no vulgar fame :

Who when thy monks the old possessors, were
Forc'd to resign, rule, as first Dean, did bear
Over this church, in York's cathedral he
At the same time, with the same dignity

Was graced, a great civilian,

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A great divine, a canonist, a man

As well for action as for study made;

Of men as well as books he knowledge had,
In both was exquisitely learned; hence
To high employments by his gracious prince
He was called forth; ten times ambassador
He lived abroad; at home a councellor
To four of England's Monarchs; and design'd
For higher place but he that weight resign'd.

And though it be the dryest common place
If virtue be not join'd, from high-born race,
Or long continued ancestors to raise

Fame to the man whom we intend to praise,
Yet since in Wotton both concur, we'll see
Him in his great illustrious pedigree.

Kent, who of worthies not unfruitful art,
Hast, as his native soil, in him a part:

Boughton, both to that living name a seat,
And to the dead their fatal last retreat,

For here the Wottons first took breath and liv'd,
Here they lie buried when of life depriv'd.

Of them, what a succession did I find

In thy church, neighbouring to their seat, enshrined. Nor, since on earth in vain we do aspire

To an eternity, let us admire

That Wotton is extinct; that that great name
Now only lives in a well purchas'd fame;
Yet not so lost but that it doth survive
In other names, and in the female live :
Like streams which in a long continued course
Loose the first names of their original source,
Yet the same fountain doth those streams maintain,
And they do the same waters still remain.

[Lib. 5. p. 90.]

The notes are omitted, as the substance of them has been given before in the account of Sir Henry Wotton.

RICHARD LOVELACE.

BORN 1618.-Died 1654.

Whose hand so rudely grasps the steely brand,
Whose hand so gently melts the lady's hand.

Him valiant'st men and fairest nymphs approve,
His book in them finds judgment, with these love.
(ANDREW MARVEL.)

Thy youth an abstract of the world's best parts,
Inur'd to arms, and exercised in arts;
These parts, so rarely met, made up in thee
What man should in his full perfection be;
In fortune humble, constant in mischance
Expert in both, and both serv'd to advance
Thy name by various trials of thy spirit,
And give the testimony of thy merit;
Valiant to envy of the best of men,
And learned to an undisputed pen,
Good as the best in both, and great, but yet
No dangerous courage, nor offensive wit:
These ever served the one for to defend,
The other nobly to advance thy friend.

(CHARLES COTTON,) Elegy on the death of Lovelace.

For the few particulars that have descended to us respecting this gallant cavalier and accomplished man, we are indebted to the industry of Anthony Wood. Biography is a science of modern times, and was in a great measure unknown in the early period of our literature, and the memory of Lovelace has suffered in common with that of some of the most illustrious names that adorn our annals.

Richard Lovelace was the eldest son of Sir William Lovelace, of Woolwich in Kent, and born there in 1618. He was educated at the Charter House, and removed at the age of sixteen, to Oxford, where he became a gentleman commoner of Gloucester Hall. Two years afterwards, on a visit made by the Court to the University, he was created a Master of Arts, which honour he thus prematurely obtained, as Wood assures us, at the request of a great lady belonging to the Queen." *

Upon leaving the university he attached himself to the court, and obtained the patronage of Lord Goring, afterwards Earl of Norwich, who sent him in the сараcity of an ensign with the army employed in Scotland in 1639. In the subsequent expedition to that country he held a captain's commission. During these military employments he commenced author, and wrote a tragedy called The Soldier, which was neither printed nor acted, and is probably lost..

Upon the pacification at Berwick, he quitted the army for a time, and retired to his estate in Kent, which according to Wood produced him an annual income of 500 pounds. Whether he took an active

* Lovelace appears to have been a great favourite with the ladies. Wood observes that he was "much admired and adored by the female sex." Andrew Marvell has the following lines:

"But when the beauteous ladies came to know That their dear Lovelace was endanger'd so; Lovelace that thaw'd the most congealed breast, He who best loved, and them defended best:" and James Howell

"Lovelace the minion of the Thespian dames,
Apollo's darling."

part in the military proceedings of that unhappy time, as might have been expected, or not, does not appear by the narrative of his biographer. He must however, have been held in considerable estimation by his Kentish contemporaries, as he was made choice of to deliver the first petition presented from that county to the House of Commons, for the restoration of the King, and by so doing, rendered himself obnoxious to that despotic assembly. He was apprehended in consequence, and confined a close prisoner in the Gatehouse at Westminster, and it was during this imprisonment that he composed the well-known and justly admired song "to Althea from prison." His confinement lasted only three or four months, when he was liberated upon bail, conditionally that he should not remove beyond the lines of communication without a pass from the Speaker of the House.

After the surrender of Oxford in 1646, when the King's affairs became desperate, he formed the resolution of embarking with the wreck of his fortune in the service of the French; with which intention he raised a regiment assumed the command of it and was wounded soon afterwards at Dunkirk.

He returned to England in 1648, and was upon his arrival in London, committed again as a prisoner to Peterhouse in that city, together with his brother Dudley, who was a captain in his regiment. This confinement lasted until after the judicial murder of the King; being then no longer an object of dread to the party in power, he was set at liberty. His unhappy condition at this time must be given in the words of the Oxford historian:- Having consumed all his estate, he grew very melancholy, which at length brought him into a