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And help'd to put her dressings on. Secure
To my Friend Mr. John FORD, (on his Love's Sacrifice.)
To my own Friend, Master John Ford, on his justifiable
Poem of Perkin Warbeck, this Ode. They who do know me, know that I,
Uns':lld to flatter, Dare speak this piece, in words, in matter, A work, without the danger of a lie.
* A relative, perhaps, of Mr. Robert Ellice, one of the three respected friends' to whom our poet inscribed the ‘Lover's Melancholy.'
+ Voluminously ignorant, &c.] Antony Wood bas adopted and justified this characteristic designation of Prynpe. He may as well be called " voluminous Prynne,” he says, “as Tostatus Abulensis was, two hundred years before him, called voluminous Tostatus," &c.
Believe me, friend, the name of this and thee,
. Will live, your story:
Hope that his pen,
paper, can find men To roar, “ He is the Wit;" his noise doth sway:
But such an age cannot be known; for all
Ere that time be,
To his worthy Friend, Master John Ford, upon his
Let men, who are writ poets, lay a claim
* GEORGE Donne.) Here again credit is given to Ford for the praises of such a celebrated pen as Dr. Donne's; who, as the commentator is not afraid to assert, was 'the steady friend of the the poet, and peculiarly attached to him.'
Between Jonson and Donne, indeed, there was a warm and lasting attachment; their studies lay much in the same way at one period of their lives. Ben, like himself, was a profound scholar, and deeply versed in his favourite pursuit, a knowledge of the early Fathers of the Church. But it is more than probable that Ford was not even known to him by name. It is one of the most venial of Mr. Weber's escitancies to be ignorant that Dr. Donne had, at the time this was written, been two years in his grave.
Nor art in verse; true, I have heard some tell
RA. Eure, baronis primogenitus.*
To my faithful, no less deserving Friend, the Author (of
Perkin Warbeck), this indebted oblation.
Perkin is rediviv'd by thy strong hand,
GEORGE CRYmes, miles,
* “ The son of William, Lord Eure.” Of the Miles who follows, I can say nothing. I have, however, corrected his verses, which were shamefully misprinted in the former edition.
To the Author, his Friend, upon his Chronicle History
(of Perkin Warbeck.)
JOHN BROGRAVE, Ar.
To my Friend and Kinsman Master John FORD, the
Author (of Perkin Warbeck.)
DRAMATIC poets, as the times go now,
John FORD, Graiensis.
To Master John FORD, of the Middle Temple, on his
Bower of Fancies (or, Fancies Chaste and Noble.)
I FOLLOW fair example, not report,
To show how I can write,
But to acquit a debt,
These Fancies Chaste and Noble are no strains
They speak unblushing truth,
Well relish'd might repair
Such labours, friend, will live; for though some new
Those laurels, which of old
To say, their hopes are starv’d;
Upon the Sun's Darling.