THE DYING HUSBAND. And now our falling house leans all on thee; Themselves yet cannot, thou the more defend them; Then with this double style double your love and care. Turn their unwary steps into the way: What first the vessel drinks, it long retaineth; My God, oh! in Thy fear here let me live! Thy wards they are, take them to Thy protection : Thou now in them, they then may live in Thee; And iron sleep my leaden heart oppressing: Port after storms, joy after long distressing: Still live I in thy thoughts, but as in heaven I live." 213 Philosophical poems are usually a failure. Dr Darwin and Dr Thomas Brown, notwithstanding all the genius with which they were gifted, did wrong in "marrying to immortal verse their mortal theories of life and organisation: for the latter being long since dead, the deathless partner is a disconsolate widow. Amongst ourselves, perhaps the most successful attempt, in a species of composition which even the lofty powers of Lucretius could not make popular, is the "Nosce Teipsum, or the Soul of Man and the Immortality thereof," by SIR JOHN DAVIES,* Chief-Justice of the Court of King's Bench. The argument is not obsolete: it abounds in beautiful images: and the versification is in general delightfully harmonious. The Dignity of Human Nature. "Oh! what is man, great Maker of mankind! That Thou to him so great respect dost bear! Dost Thou within this dying flesh inspire! But it exceeds man's thought, to think how high And are astonish'd when they view the same. The Soul's Aspirations, a Proof of its Emmortality. When with the motions of both will and wit, She still aspireth to eternity, And never rests till she attains to it? Water in conduit-pipes can rise no higher Than the well-head from whence it first doth spring: Then since to eternal God she doth aspire, She cannot be but an eternal thing. All moving things to other things do move, Of the same kind, which shews their nature such : * Born 1570; died 1626. IMMORTALITY. So earth falls down, and fire doth mount above, And runs a nymph along the grassy plains; Her flowery banks unwilling to forsake; Yet nature so her streams doth lead and carry, Within whose watery bosom first she lay: And only this material world she views,— At first her mother-earth she holdeth dear, Or pleasure of the sense, contentment find? Then as a bee, which among weeds doth fall, She lights on that and this, and tasteth all, But, pleased with none, doth rise and soar away: So when the soul finds here no true content, And, like Noah's dove, can no sure footing take, She doth return from whence she first was sent, And flies to him that first her wings did make. 215 Wit, seeing truth, from cause to cause ascends, Will, seeking good, finds many middle ends, Sith then her heavenly kind she doth display She cannot be from hence, but from above." "Hence springs that universal strong desire, Which all men have of immortality. Not some few spirits unto this thought aspire Then this desire of nature is not vain, Fond thoughts may fall into some idle brain, .... From hence that general care and study springs, For she that this desires, doth still remain." Other specimens of the beautiful poetry in which this period abounded we must reserve for a future opportunity. BISHOP HALL: THE ENGLISH SENECA. DROPPING down a river-the Rhine or other-as crag follows crag, and castle succeeds to castle, the eye at last grows weary, and beauty itself becomes monotonous. You are glad of a halting-place-a Coblenz or St Goar-where you may disembark and rest a while. Our stream runs fast, and in the rapid succession of names and objects which we have already opened, it is hardly to be wondered at if the eye is bewildered and the memory confused. We shall therefore indulge ourselves in an occasional excursion on shore. In other words, instead of skimming onwards at an equal rate, and quitting every author after a momentary glimpse, we shall occasionally devote an entire section to some name outstanding and pre-eminent. Of these little monographs the first is claimed by Dr Joseph Hall, successively Bishop of Exeter and Norwich in the reign of Charles I. Of our Christian classics, he is the earliest who still retains extensive popularity. Hooker's "Polity" is no doubt as valuable to Churchmen in the reign of Victoria as it was in the days of Elizabeth, and individual treatises of Sibbs, and a few others, will long continue to be reprinted; but the author of the "Contemplations" is as dear and delightful a companion to his modern admirers as he was to his ruffed and bearded contemporaries. In many other respects a remarkable man, for our immediate purpose he possesses a special value, as a link between two periods widely sundered. Commencing the career of authorship under the "good Queen Bess," had he lived four years longer he would have seen the restoration of Charles II.; and during all that interval his pen was seldom idle. Nor are there many writers who can be perused with equal profit. With his cheerful tone, his playful touches, his T |