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Nec vestri sum juris ego; securaque tutus
Hence wakeful cares and pining sorrows fly;
But he could only calculate the contingencies, not fasten his sight (if the expression may be allowed to me) on the realities of fu- : turity. If some minister of the divine wrath, commissioned to disclose the vision of our poet's advancing life, had, at this instant, exhibited to him the Milton of later days, sacrificing his prime of manhood to the sullen and fiery demon of religious and civil discord; exposed to rancorous and savage calumny; making a cheerful surrender of his sight to the cause, as he deemed it, of his country and his species, yet afterwards abandoned and persecuted; with his public objects lost; his private fortune ruined; his
k" Anguiferos rietûs," is certainly an inaccurate expression. Vipereos rietus, if the verse had permitted it, would have been unexceptionable. “Calumnia” is, I fear, the property of prosc rather than of poetry. It occurs frequently in Cicero, and sometimes as a forensic word; but never in Virgil, nor, as I believe, in any of the Augustan poets. Many of Milton's expressions in his latin poems are not supported by high classical authority,
society avoided; his nanve pronounced with execration; his life itself saved only by a kind of miracle from an ignominious and a torturing execution; and his old age, more deeply clouded also by the unkindness of children, finally closing amid dangers and alarms, in solitude and darkness--if this scene, I say, in its full deformity had been exposed to our poet's eye in his happy retreat at Horton, the cup of joy would have fallen from his hand; his fortitude, strong as we know it to have been, would probably have yielded to the shock; and, prostrate before the Father of mercies, he would have poured his soul in solicitous supplication for the refuge of an early grave.
But of the world of destiny, as it was passing, one only spot was discovered to him; and all that was unknown was peopled by hope with her own gay, and beautiful progeny. While he passed his hours in converse with the mighty dead, or with the wise and virtuous living; while, unmolested by any agitating or painful passion, he penetrated science with his intellect, or traversed fairy regions with his fancy, he enjoyed an interval of happiness, on which, amid the asperities of his later years, he must frequently have looked back with emotions nearly simi
lar to those of the traveller, who, wandering over the moors of Lapland and beaten by an arctic storm, reflects on the blue skies, the purple clusters, and the fragrant orange groves of Campania.
To this favoured period of our author's life are we indebted for some of the most exquisite productions of his genius. The Comus, in 1634, and the Lycidas, in 1637, were unquestionably written at Horton; and there is the strongest internal evidence to prove that the Arcades, L'Allegro, and Il Penseroso were also composed in this rural scene and this season of delightful leisure. It is probable, indeed, that the composition of the “ Arcades” preceded that of the “Comus," as the countess dowager of Derby,' for whom it was written, seems, from her residence at Harefield in the vicinity of Horton, and from her double alliance with the family
* Alice, countess dowager of Derby, was the sixth daughter of sir John Spencer of Althorpe in Northamptonshire, and married lord Stranige, who by the death of his father in 1594 became earl of Derby, and died in the following year. She afterwards married the lord chancellor Egerton, who died in 1617; her daughter, Frances, married the chancellor's son, John earl of Bridgewater lord president of Wales. She was of the saine
nily with Spencer the poet; and had been his patroness and his theme of praise before she was celebrated by Milton's muse.
of Egerton, to have been the connecting link between the author and the earl of Bridgewater," the immediate patron of Comus.
These pieces have been so frequently made the subjects of critical remark, that any long suspension of our narrative would not be compensated by the novelty of the observations, which we could offer on them. The Arcades is evidently nothing more than the poetic part of an entertainment, the bulk of which was formed of prose dialogue and machinery. But whatever portion it constituted of the piece, it was of sufficient consequence to impart a value to the whole; and it discovers a kindred, though inferior luştre to that richest produce of the mines of fancy, the Comus, I am rather surprised that Mr. Warton, who, with his brother commentators, frequently detects imitation in a single, and, sometimes, a no uncommon word, should omit to notice, in the speech of the Genius, an open trespass on the property of Shakspeare. The Genius
I see bright honour sparkle in your eyes:
and Helena, in All's well that ends well, addressing one of the young lords, from whom
" The earl of Bridgewater was the proprietor also of Horton.
she was to select her husband, uses nearly
The honour, sir, which flames in your fair eyes,
The Mask of Comus was acted before the earl of Bridgewater, the president of Wales, in 1634, at Ludlow Castle; and the characters of the Lady and the two Brothers were
* The readers of Milton's juvenile poetry are under consider-
And so attend ye on her glittering state,
The swan with arched neck
of the pas.
i. e. the swan with arched neck, between the mantling of her white wings, proudly rows her canopy, (her head and bent neck) with her feet for oars. Having established this sense sage,
he very properly accuses the great poet of an affected and unnatural conceit!!! If this be not ingenuity become mad, mischievous, and dull-I will appeal, from the black letter critics, to all the readers of taste,
From old Bellerium to the northern main,
tonn the Land's End to John-a-Grot's house.