spaces may be filled up with Dorchester in Dorsetshire, at which place he received his early education. For his master's reputation he professes to have had too tender a sense to let his name appear, before he knew what reception these true trifles might find in the world. In a prefatory epistle he desires the reader to take notice, that "all here are his own pure Maggots, the natural issue of his brain-pan, bred and born there, and only there :" and he expresses a hope that " nothing will be found here that may either make him justly blush to own, or another to read." This hope might be indulged by a youth of eighteen, who had just been admitted servitor of a college, but must doubtless have been renounced by him, when he became an ordained minister: for there is much in it that approaches to the low taste, as well as humorous style, of Butler, Sterne, and Swift. He commences thus:

The Maggot bites, I must begin:
Muse! pray be civil, enter in,
Ransack my addled pate with care,
And muster all the maggots there.
Just at the gate,* you'll bless your eyes
To find one of so large a size.
'Tis true, he's hardly full as tall
As the two striplings in Guildhall;

Yet is he jolly, fat, and plump,

With dainty curls from snowt to rump;
And struts (says Jordan what he can)
As goodly as any alderman.

* In reference probably to that depicted in the author's frontispiece to his book.

A note upon this passage adds:

"The incomparable Mr. Jordan,* quem honoris causa nomino; who has made London as famous by his Lord Mayor's day poetry as ever Pryn did Mount Orgueil."

In verses to his "Gingerbread Mistress," the succeeding couplet and note occur: in allusion to a mock romance which has been noticed in RESTITUTA, p. 196, sup.

-scatter glories that excell

The nose of Zara's Dowzabel.

"Vid. The famous and renowned history of Don Zara del Fogo: the lady of whose best affections, (a piece of purtenance as necessary to a knight errant, as Mambrino's helmet, or the parallel of this lady (Dulcinea del Toboso) to Don Quixot) whose damsel, that had wofully besmitten the gentle knight, was (after all the parentheses) yclept Dowzabella."

The peculiar vein of Wesley's humour may be seen in the opening of a poem "On a Hat broke at Cudgels."

No silly frog nor mouse, no snake nor gnat
Hag-rides my Muse,-'tis an unlucky Hat,
Whose sudden rise and fall, I mean to tell :
O for a dose of the Castalian well,
The Tunbridge of Olympus! well may I
My whistle whet, for sure the subject's dry.
At school of Hat I've made a pitcher trim,
And suckt sweet water from its greasie brim.

* See Restituta, ii 171.

But tho' it went to th' well so oft before,
At last, 'tis crackt, alas! and holds no more.

The measure and turn of Anstey's Bath Guide occurs in a poem entitled "Plures aluit Aristoteles quam Alexander," I cite part of a supposed gaudy-day bill of fare.

A scholar's light egg, pickt as clean as a bone,
Or a worse than a scholar's, a logicall one;
Chimerical pullets, digested too soon,

Dress'd at his own fire by the Man in the Moon.
Such dishes as these, 'tis confess'd, are design'd
For stomachs abstracted and palates refin'd.

The following lines are taken from another poem in the same measure, entitled-" A King turned Thresher."

The soul of Domitian sunk into a clod,
Dionysius his scepter was light as his rod :

And the little-great Charles with his shovel and spade
Dug a hole, and lay down in the grave he had made.
But a thousand times brighter my stars do appear,

And I ne'er was a monarch in earnest till here:

On a heap of fresh straw I can laugh and lye down,
And pity the man that's condemn'd to a crown.

That well-known line in Milton's Hymn on the Nativity,

While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave,

is thus nearly borrowed, though without any hint at

the source; unless the note appended, as below, should have any obliquity of allusion.

And birds of calm brood o'er the marble wave.

"These are a kind of creatures the poets have had the happiness to discover, as harpys, chymæras, &c. when all the other less inquisitive, or less lucky part of the world, knows nothing of 'em. They are said to brood on the sea at a set time of the year: and Neptune, while they are hatching, is so complaisant to give 'em all fair weather. If any would see any more of 'em, let 'em enquire at Lucian's true history, second part, and they shall know farther."

GOLDINGHAM'S GARDEN PLOT.

THIS is a poem which occurs among the Harleian MSS. No. 6902, and has been incidentally noticed by Mr. Nichols in his Preface to vol. iii. of the Progresses, &c. of Queen Elizabeth. On the first glance it looks not altogether unlike in its intention to the Darwinian Prosopopaia on the Loves of the Plants; but it differs on a further survey: of both Ovid was the prototype. The author's plan is specified in his dedication to the Queen.

"MADAM,

"In regarde of your Magestye's mild govermente over your subjectes, and in token of my bounden duety

and allegeance to your Hyghnes, I have framed thys presente, by shew artyfycyalye to continue that your remembrance, whych by course hath naturaly discontinued from your syghte: wherin, althoughe I canot with my conninge counterfett with flowers, to deceave birdes, or senceles creatures, as Apelles did with his Grapes; or beguile reasonable men themselves, as Zeuxes did with his Carpet; or be assoiled in overlyking my owne device, as Pigmalion was upon his marble Image: yet I hope your Majestie will no lesse accepte of my well-offeringe then Dido did, to see Æneas with a rodd draw foorth the araye of the Greekishe hoste in the sea-sandes; or that the Ladys of Greece, when theire husbands at theire retire, did with theire fingers dipte in wine, syttinge at the table, drawe the whole plott of the Cetye of Troye. Indeed the matter ys not so historycall, and yet in effecte more morall: and therfore shewyth as well to derecte the lyfe as to delyghte the mynde, and may perhapps mysticali contayne as strange transformacions of men and wemen to trees, herbes, and flowers, as ever Ovyd reportid of, in his booke called Metamorphosis: which beynge discovered, may move your Hyghnes to higher delighte, and move me to forther travell: and in tyme, as my grounde shall increase, to adde to this Garden-Plott bothe an Orcharde of plesant frutes, and a Parke of strange beaste. Humbly beseachynge your Mageste, in the meane tyme, so to accepte hereof: allthoughe the worke shall not deserve greatly to be comendyd, yett the meanynge of the man may not be utterly condemned, who sekethe to delyght your princeli mynde in all honest plesances and besechinge God that you [may] longe delyght in the same, to the great joye of all your Magestes subjectes.

:

Your Magestes moste loyall

HENRY GOLDYNGHAM."

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The poem opens with an inviting description of the attractions of a summer-morning in the country;