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This Poet must have had respectable connections: at the end of the performance is a Copy of Verses, addressed to “The good Knight and my much honoured Scholler, Sir Philip Carey.”

There is also another, “ To my worthy and worthily beloved Scholler, Thomas Bodenham, Esquier, Sonne and Heire Apparent of Sir Roger Bodenham, of Rotherves, Knight of the Bathe.”

The verses to this last personage have the following most singular subscription. Yours as whats most yours,



THIS Writer is introduced by Ritson in his Catalogue of English Poets; but I know of no other copy of this performance but that which is in the British Museum.


“ The Travayled Pylgrim, bringing Newes from all Partes of the Worlde, such like scarce hard of before.


Seene and allowed according to the order appointed.

Anno Domini.


The Poem, such as it is, is dedicated to “ The Right Worshipfull Sir William Damsell, Knight, Receyver Generall of the Queenes Majesties Court of Wardes and Lyveries.”

It is printed in black letter, and embellished by a great number of engravings on wood.

The first chapter or section will serve as a specimen as well as any other.

The mightye Jove celestiall, when first he tooke in hand That Chaos huge, he made to fall, and formed so a

land, Wherein he set and created all things as now we see. First beasts, then mā which he prepard their governor

to boe, And named him in Eden grounde ADAM, that name he

gave, Where nothing then could him confound till he a mate

did crave. She Eve hight, a woman kinde when he awakt hir sawe As Innocents no sinne did minde till Sathan wrought

their awe. That woman first she did consent, the apple for to proove,

Wherby the Serpent did invent all joyes froin them to


For their offence they were exilde out of that pleasaunt

place; And Earth accursed forth did yealde the crabbed thorne a space. H 3


The Earth then fayne were they to till, still laboring the

ground; Thus Sattans drifts then thought to spill, he gave that

deadly wound, Although that ADAM did offend, yet God so shewde his

grace, A newe ADAM he after sent, which did all sinne deface; Buch minde hath God alwayes to those that joyes his

lawes to loove, And such as are his mortall foes, with plagues he doth

them proove; As PHARAO, that cruell king, which did so sore oppresse The Israelites above all thing, and would not them

release. It were to long all to recite, į minde them to foregoe, The swallow swift, once taken flight, then Auster

straight doth bloe With nipping showres and frosts so colde, few may it long

endure. But that once past, then doth unfold the sweete and

pleasant showre, Whereby all things doʻspring and grow with sweet smell,

most sweete, Till Hyems force himself doth showe the Pisces joyeş in deepe.

&c. &ce



THIS Old English Poet is mentioned by Ritson; but I never saw any specimen of his performance, and know of no other copy of the work below described, but that in the British Museum.

“ The Labyrinth
Of Mans Life,


Vertues Delyght and Envies Opposite.

By Jo. Norden.

Virtus abunde sui est premium quicunque sequatur Eventus.

Printed at London, for John Badge, and are to be sold at the Great South Doore of Paules, and at Brittaines Bursse. 1614."

It is dedicated to "the Right Honourable Sir Robert Carr, Knight, Baron of Branspeth, Vicounte Rochester, Earle of Somersett, of His Majesties most honorable Privie Counsell, Knight of the most noble Order of the Garter, and Lord High Treasurer of Scotland.”

The dedication is in that style of fulsome panegyric, which distinguished and disgraced similar addresses at this period of our history, and was perhaps never more misapplied. Several complimentary verses to the author are prefixed.

The following is as favorable a specimen of the Author's talents as can be given :

The Bramble and the Cedar neighbours bee,
And farre the stronger is the Cedar tree;
The Bramble bends, breaks not, when tempests rise,
That soonest falls that is of greatest sise.

Vnder the Cedars on a mountain set;
The lower trees and shrubs there shelter get,
But when the tempest tumbles downe the tree,
They bend or breake that vnder shelter bee;
Her stature tall, her massie bodie teares,
And breake the branches which the bodie bea res,
And vnderlings which Cedars shelters have
Doe bow or bruse or others shelters crave.
High Cedar falling hath no meanes of stay,
His fall affrights, and makes whole woods dismay.
The mountaine whereon Cedar firmely stands,
And woods, when Cedars flourish, clap their hands.

Can Honour wake, and will fowle Enuie sleep?
If Vertue rise, will Enuie silence keep?
Who then can see, though Vertue be his guide ;
What may within this Labyrinth, betide,
Wherein the wisest, oft amazed stand;

For best successe, to turne on whither hand.
The highest of the highest rancke is set,
To tread this maze, not free from counterlet.
For, Enuie bandes, and doth oppose her skill,
To circumvent as well the good as ill.


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