But both to Congreve justly shall submit, One matched in judgment, both o'ermatched in wit. In him all beauties of this age we see, Etherege his courtship, Southerne's purity, The satire, wit, and strength, of manly Wycherly. 30 O that your brows my laurel had sustained! Shadwell, who, at the Revolution, was promoted to Dryden's posts of Poet Laureate and Royal Historiographer, died in 1692, was succeeded in his office of Laureate by Nahum Tate, and in that of Historiographer by Thomas Rymer. Our author was at present on bad terms with Rymer; to whom, not to Tate, he applies the sarcastic title of Tom the Second. Yet his old coadjutor, Nahum, is probably included in the warning, that they should not mistake the Earl of Dorset's charity for the recompense of their own merit. We have often remarked that the Earl of Dorset, although, as Lord Chamberlain, he was obliged to dispose of Dryden's offices to persons less politically obnoxious, bestowed at the same time such marks of generosity on the abdicated Laureate, that Dryden here, and elsewhere, honours him with the title of "his patron." For the quarrel between Rymer 35 40 45 But let them not mistake my patron's part, and Dryden, see the Introduction to the "Translations from Ovid's Metamorphoses," vol. xii. Rymer was a useful antiquary, as his edition of the Fœdera bears witness; but he was a miserable critic and a worse poet. His tragedy of " Edgar" is probably alluded to in the Epistle as one of the productions of his reign. It was printed in 1678, but appeared under the new title of " The English Monarch" in 1691. * It was augured by Southerne and by Higgons that Congreve would succeed to the literary empire exercised by Dryden. The former has these lines addressed to the future monarch Dryden has long extended his command, By right divine, quite through the Muses' land, That empire settled, and grown old in power,— In the same strain, Bevill Higgons : What mayn't we then, great youth, of thee Whom we immortal as his works believe, Thou shalt succeed, the glory of the stage, Adorn and entertain the coming age. 50 Thy first attempt an early promise made; That your least praise is to be regular. Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, But genius must be born, and never can be taught. This is your portion, this your native store; Maintain your post; that's all the fame you need; For 'tis impossible you should proceed. 55 60 65 70 But shade those laurels which descend to you:† 75 * [i.e. God's, not Heaven's. Christie has here and elsewhere taken occasion to point out that Dryden condemns in others usages which he affects himself. See Appendix, on Dryden and Ben Jonson.-ED.] Congreve discharged the sacred duty thus feelingly imposed. See his Dedication to Dryden's Plays, vol. ii. p. 15. EPISTLE THE THIRTEENTH. то MR. GRANVILLE, ON HIS EXCELLENT TRAGEDY, CALLED HEROIC LOVE. He GEORGE GRANVILLE, afterwards Lord Lansdowne of Bideford, was distinguished, by the friendship of Dryden and Pope, from the mob of gentlemen who wrote with ease. copied Waller, a model perhaps chosen from a judicious consideration of his own powers. His best piece is his "Essay on unnatural Flights in Poetry," in which he elegantly apologises for Dryden having suffered his judgment to be swayed by a wild audience. Granville's play of the "Heroic Love; or, The Cruel Separation," was acted in 1698 with great applause. It is a mythological drama on the love of Agamemnon and Briseis; and this being said, it is hardly necessary to add, that it now scarcely bears reading. Granville's unshaken attachment to Tory principles, as well as his excellent private character, probably gained him favour in our poet's eyes. Lord Lansdowne (for such became Granville's title when Queen Anne created twelve peers to secure a majority to the Ministry in the House of Lords) died on the 30th January 1735. [Pope's [Pope's "Granville the polite."-ED.] EPISTLE THE THIRTEENTH. AUSPICIOUS poet, wert thou not my friend, With less regret those laurels I resign, * These sarcasms are levelled at the players; one of whom, George Powel, took it upon him to retort in the following 5 10 15 20 |