Fifth Series, Volume XLII.


No. 2027.- April 28, 1883.


From Beginning,

Vol. CLVI.


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Cornhill Magazine, 11. No New Thing. Part Xviii.,

Cornhill Magazine,
Isabella L. Bird. Part IV.,

Leisure Hour,
IV. THE WIZARD's Son. Part II.,

Macmillan's Magazine,


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WHEN SPRING-TIDE COMES. And ye, O torpid fancy and dull heart ! Your change draws near, O changeless pall of

Fettered and chilled in winter's prison so grey!

long, Thou dull brown plain, ye silent woods and Will not the touch of sunshine make ye start, sere!

Put on new plumes and tune a fresher song, Heaven will be blue and earth be green and

When spring-tide comes ? gay,


HENRY G. HEWLETT. And bird and beast be joyous, and life be dear,

When spring-tide comes. Far o'er the fields will sound the new lamb's


The rushes stand where the rushes stood, The lark will mount his topmost stair of

Stiff and tall, but the lake is dry; song ;

They will stand so still in the lonely wood, From high elm-boughs the treble and tenor

Till the world shall die. sweet Of thrush and blackbird mingle all day long. No wind makes rustle the weary reeds ; The woodbine branch will dart its winged As they follow where spring or the storm-king

The gentle gale and the rushing blast, sprays;

leads, The palm-gold rend its casket: whorl by

Pause aghast. whorl Her fragile ladder will the cleaver raise;

The red sun flames with a steady light, The arum-scroll will silently unfurl.

No smallest cloud in the brazen skies; And soon from woody coverts, and beds of The moon looks down with a pale affright

In her quiet eyes.
Arrayed in vestments all of delicate hue,
Meet for the court of the maiden year,' will No song of bird can now come near,

No buzz of insect ever again,
Troops of white flowers and yellow, pink No ripple of pleasant water, or tear
and blue.

Of the dripping rain. The shy windflower will nestle 'neath the trees; The reeds stand now where the reeds then Primrose and violet haunt the mossy bank;

stood, Cowslip and king.cup spread o'er the downs Above them hangs the silent sky; and leas,

Around them shivers the lonely wood, Robin and lady-smock o'er meadows dank.

And the lake is dry.

Athenæum. The limes will redden and the oaks embrown;

To chestnut-buds a glistening dew will rise : The feathering alders to the lake stoop down;

The virgin hazels ope their crimson eyes. And then, watch howso patiently we may,

LOVE walked upon the sea this tranced night, A touch eludes our ken. The beechen tops

I know, To-day are golden, willow.wands are grey;

For the waves beneath his feet ran pale with To-morrow a green cloud enfolds the copse.

silver light,

But he brought me no message as on a sumAnd if perchance an ice-breath from the North, mer night,

Or marsh-air tainted with the Orient's guile, A golden summer night, long ago. Smite leaf and blossom brought untimely forth, The sun will rise and heal them with a smile. Love walked among the fields of yellow waving

corn, Anon from the south will stream a gentle blast

For the poppy blossomed red where his And bid the jewelled cones of the larches

weary feet had pressed, flash,

And my door stood ready open for a long. From the rough oak woo tender shoots, and

expected guest, last

But he never never came, night or morn. Unclench the rigid fingers of the ash.

Perhaps if I wait till the summer swallows flee, With field and wood thus bathed in clear green He will wander down the valley and meet light,

me as before, And ringing with bird-voices night and day, Or perhaps he will find me alone upon the Dells hyacinth-blue and hedges hawthorn

shore white,

When he comes with the swallows over sea. Will God's glad earth renew herself in May.




From The Cornhill Magazine. world has just been reading with so much

curiosity and delight. No sketch of the English literature of

It has remained for Dr. Grosart to dis. the middle of the seventeenth century can cover that Crashaw, who has hitherto pretend to be complete if it does not tell been supposed to have been born in 1616, us something of that serried throng of must really have seen the light in 1612. poets militant who gave in their allegiance His father, the Rev. William Crashaw, to Laud, and became ornaments and then vicar of Whitechapel and preacher at the martyrs of the High Church party. Their Temple, was a notable Puritan divine. piety was much more articulate and objec. Forty years of age when his son tive than that which had inspired the born, William Crashaw had grown up hyinn-writers and various divine songsters within the vehement and instant fear of of an earlier age; an element of political papal aggression, and had but become conviction, of anger and apprehension, fiercer in his love for a simple Protesgave ardor and tension to their song. tantism under the irritating pressure of They were conservative and passive, but James the First's decisions. His numernot oblivious to the tendencies of the ous tracts and sermons are almost entirely time, and the gathering flood of Puritan- devoted to an exposure of what he conism forced them, to use an image that ceived to be the fatal errors of Rome, and they would not themselves have disdained, their titles and contents have often been to climb on to the very altar-step of ritu- referred to in order to emphasize the difalism, or even in extreme instances to ference between their sturdy Protestant. take wing for the mystic heights of Rome ism and his son's adoring mysticism. itself. It is from such extreme instances The suggestive title-page of the “Beas the latter that we learn to gauge their spotted Jesuit,” however, is now proved emotion and their desperation, and it is to have been added by a zealous hand therefore Crashaw rather than Herbert after his death ; it is quite plain at the whom we select for the consideration of same time, that he would not have shrunk a typical specimen of the High Church from saying “bespotted," or something poets. Nor is it only the hysterical in. far worse, if it had occurred to him so to tensity of Crashaw's convictions which distinguish a Jesuit, a monk, or a friar. marks him out for our present purpose; This vigorous personage was the intimate his position in history, his manhood spent friend of Usher, who is said to have bapin the last years of the reign of " Thor- tized Richard Crashaw, and to have burough," and in the very forefront of the ied a second Mrs. Crashaw, stepmother to crisis, give him a greater claim upon us the poet, who died at the age of twenty. than Herbert, who died before Laud suc- four, in 1620. It is pleasant to read the ceeded to the primacy, or Vaughan, who great divine's praise of "her singular was still a boy when Strafford was exe. motherly affection to the child of her cuted. There are many other points of predecessor." We learn also that she view from which Crashaw is of special in. was a gentlewoman of considerable beauty terest; his works present the only impor- and accomplishment, a good singer and tant contribution to English literature dancer, and that she gave up the vanities made by a pronounced Catholic, embody of the world to marry a clergyman who ing Catholic doctrine, during the whole may have been grim and who was cer. of the seventeenth century, while as a tainly elderly. But of Crashaw's own poet, although extremely unequal, he rises, mother we hear not a word, and even her at his best, to a mounting fervor which is Christian name is missing. quite electrical, and hardly rivalled in its The boy was adınitted to the Charter. kind before or since. Nor is the story of house. In October, 1626, his father died, his life, brief and vague though its out leaving him an orphan at fourteen. His line may be, unworthy of having inspired, childhood is an absolute blank, until we as it has evidently done, that noble ro- find him elected, at the rather advanced mance of “ John Inglesant” which all the age of nineteen, to be a scholar of Pem


broke Hall, Cambridge, on July 6, 1631. | cises, in English and Latin, by the death He became a matriculated pensioner of of William Herries, a promising underPembroke on March 26, 1632, a bachelor graduate of his own college, who seems of arts in 1634, was transferred to Peter. to have died rather suddenly in October, house on November 26, 1636, was elected 1631, when Crashaw had been at Cam. a fellow of that college in 1637, and be bridge only three months. Four of these came a master of arts in 1638. He was elegies on a single person pleased their finally ejected, in company with a large author sufficiently to be retained by him number of other Royalist gentlemen, by for a prominent position in his “ Delights the Earl of Manchester, on June 11, 1644. of the Muses” fifteen years afterwards, These barren statements give us but little and others exist and have been printed. power of realizing the poet's life at Cam- Genuine grief does not bewail itself with bridge during thirteen years of residence, this fluency, or upon so many stops, and but it is possible to supplement them with indeed all these pieces seem to be diccertain facts and illustrations which en- tated rather by an official than a personal able us to see the progress of this delicate regret. It is interesting, however, to find spirit through a rough and perilous age. in them that at the age of twenty Crashaw The master of Pembroke, Dr. Benjamin already possessed the germ of that fine Lany, was an old friend of Crashaw's metrical skill and colored fancy which father, and there can be little doubt that afterwards distinguished him. The exthe boy was sent to that college to be treme vehemence of praise, the laudation under his personal protection. Lany, as of this youth for wit, learning, piety, and far as we can collect an impression of his physical beauty, was not calculated to views, was a stout Protestant, whose opin. startle any one in the seventeenth cen. ions had at one time coincided with those tury, and was probably accepted by the of the author of the “ Bespotted Jesuit,” entire college, from Dr. Lany downwards, but who now was leaning more and more

as being the proper and becoming, and in a Laudian direction, and to whom indeed the only possible tone for a young neither ritual nor a flowery poetical dic poet to adopt on a melancholy occasion of tion was distasteful. We really know Dr. the kind. The alternations of life and Lany almost entirely through a copy of death are dwelt upon in flowing numEnglish verses addressed by him to the bers: elder Crashaw, and through another copy

For the laurel in his verse, of Latin verses addressed to him by The sullen cypress o'er his hearse ; the younger Crashaw. In the latter he is For a silver-crowned head, spoken of as one around whom young

A dirty pillow in death's bed; poets throng with their tributes of verse,

For so dear, so deep a trust, as “the dear guardian of the Pierian

Sad requital, so much dust! flock," and as one whose habit it is to en. These verses belong to the school of courage and guide the children of the Ben Jonson, but with a difference; there Muses. It is, therefore, not unlikely that is an indefinable touch of brightness and the transition between the grim Puritan- color about them, which may have sugism of his father's household and the fer gested to Crashaw's college friends the vid Anglicanism of Cambridge was made advent of a new poet. Moreover these easy to the youth by the personal charac. elegies on Herries are valuable to us as ter and guidance of Dr. Benjamin Lany. belonging certainly to the year 1631, when It would be interesting to know whether neither Donne, Herbert, nor Habington, or not he had begun to compose poetry although well known in private circles, before going up to the university. It is had been brought before the world as at all events certain that he was busy ver-poets. It is very important to observe sifying almost immediately on his arrival. that Crashaw had already formed the He was stimulated into the production, or foundation of his lyrical style at a time I am afraid we must say the manufac. when it is exceedingly improbable that he ture, of an extraordinary number of exer- can have read a line of Donne's MSS.

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Certain tendencies were in the air, and lishment conducted on purely unaffected poets in various provinces sounded the principles, and took its peculiar coloring same note simultaneously and with uncon- slowly and unconsciously, as these grave scious unanimity.

persons, all of one mind, and unopposed Crashaw's first public appearance was in their country solitude, found more and made in a little Latin anthology prepared more opportunity of following the natural in 1632 to congratulate Charles I. on the bent of their inclinations. Until the preservation of his health. Repeatedly, beauty of their books and the report of through his college career, he was called their singular devotion had attracted the upon to contribute to those learned gar- personal notice of the king, the colony at lands of respectful song which were all Little Gidding seems to have been but remembered against the university when little distracted by visitors or perturbed that “nest of serpents” fell into the by injudicious praise or blame. But the hands of the Puritans. In 1634 Crashaw king passed on to Cambridge inflamed published a little volume of his Latin with the holy loyalty of these gentle peoverses, entitled “ Epigrammatum Sacro- ple, and his subjects in the university rum Liber,” following a fashion which woke up to the importance of the ritual was already antiquated, and of which John and the monastic seclusion practised at Owen's famous collection had been a Little Gidding. Those who were like. typical example. One of these epigrams minded contended for the honor of followcontains the celebrated conceit on the ing Nicholas Ferrar from the oratory to miracle of the water turned into wine, the church and from the church to the “Nympha pudica Deum vidit, et erubuit,” hospital in that round of devotion and which has been very felicitously trans- benefaction which made life busy in the lated,

Protestant Nunnery.

But it was when Mrs. Ferrar died in The conscious water saw its God and blushed.

1635 that the saintly life at Gidding It would be very interesting, but it is reached its final ecstasy and fervor. The unfortunately impossible, to trace the old lady had watched over the physical gradual transformation which the reli- welfare of the community, and had pregious nature of Crashaw underwent. He served sufficient authority over her son found a very fervid piety maintained by Nicholas to prevent him from entirely certain young men at Cambridge, and he neglecting what the body craves in sleep adopted their doctrines while surpassing and food. But her death released him them in zeal. He had already, we cannot from all such obligation, and after the day · doubt, passed far from the narrow rigor of of her funeral be never slept in a bed his father's faith when he came under the again, but for the rest of his life wrapped influence of the saintly Nicholas Ferrar, himself in a bear-skin and lay upon the whose famous community at Little Gid. floor when nature overwhelmed him and ding gave a final stamp to his character. obliged him to take brief snatches of sleep It is to be lamented that when John Fer- between his long prayers and vigils. He rar wrote his deeply interesting life of his became more exalted, more unearthly, and brother it did not occur to him to give us of course more attractive than ever to fuller particulars of Crashaw; we must, those young ascetics who, like Crashaw, however, be grateful for what he has tried to imitate him in the churches and given. The family of Ferrars and Col- chapels of Cambridge, and who took every setts retired to their lonely manor house opportunity of riding over to Little Gid. of Little Gidding, in Huntingdonshire, in ding to refresh their faith and passion by 1625. Nicholas, already thirty-four years intercourse with the saintly household. of age,

of a career of action, We know that Crashaw was one of these, had determined to abandon the world and that he was in constant communion with to adopt a life of pious retirement. The Nicholas Ferrar until the death of the “Protestant Nunnery," a name given to it latter in the winter of 1637, and that when in malice by the Puritans, was an estab.' he could not join in the midnight sunce

and weary

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