The cheerful lark, mounting from early bed, Earth seems a mole-hill, men but ants to be; The lines which succeed on the decay of human greatness, and the ruin of principalities and powers, are some of the finest and most spirited in the poem, and for which the author has our unqualified praise. "Fond man, that looks on Earth for happiness, And here long seeks what here is never found! Why shouldst thou here look for perpetual good, Do but behold where glorious cities stood, There now the hart fearless of greyhound feeds, There screeching satyrs fill the people's empty stedes.* Where is the Assyrian lion's golden hide, That all the east once grasp'd in lordly paw? Through all the world with nimble pinions far'd, Hardly the place of such antiquity, Or note of these great monarchies we find : Only a fading verbal memory, And empty name in writ is left behind: But when this second life and glory fades, And sinks at length in time's obscurer shades, * i. e. places. That monstrous beast, which, nurs'd in Tiber's fen, And that black* vulture, which with deathful wing Who then shall look for happiness beneath? Where each new day proclaims chance, change, and death, And life itself's as flit as is the air we breathe. Fletcher's description of fear is as follows :— Still did he look for some ensuing cross, His sense, he dare not trust (nor eyes, nor ears); Himself he much suspects, and fears his causeless fears. Harness'd with massy steel, for fence not fight; Shaming the knight-like arms he goodly bears: 6 Compare this with Spenser's description. Next him was Feare, all arm'd from top to toe, Gainst whom he alwayes bent a brasen shield, * The Turk. + Faëry Queen, b. iii. c. xii. st. xii. We concur in Mr. Headley's opinion, that "There seems to be more nature and real poetry in Fletcher's describing him as but starting at the sight of his arms, than in Spenser, who on the same occasion represents him as absolutely "flying fast away;" but perhaps Spenser has heightened the image by making him equally terrified with the sound of them as the sight; this is omitted in Fletcher." To these observations may be added, that there is great propriety in the bewildered air which Spenser gives him in the last line. The following stanza possesses considerable merit. But ah! what liveth long in happiness? will go: These lines are beautiful and harmonious, So have I often seen a purple flow'r, Fainting through heat, hang down her drooping head, Begins again her lively beauties spread, And with new pride her silken leaves display; And, while the sun doth now more gently play, Lays out her swelling bosom to the smiling day. The conception of Thumos, or Wrath, is forcible, and his attributes appropriate. Thumos the fourth, a dire, revengeful swain; Whose soul was made of flames, whose flesh of fire, Wrath in his heart, hate, rage, and fury reign! But when dead paleness in his cheek took seizure, For in his face, red heat and ashy cold Strove which should paint revenge in proper colours: His shield's device, fresh blood with foulest stain defac'd. We have omitted the intermediate stanza in the above description, but shall quote it in this place, for the purpose of shewing the singular skill with which the poet has availed himself of a very mean image, and which he has indeed elevated into something like dignity. It is, in plain prose, nothing more than a comparison of the rage of Thumos to a kettle, full of boiling water, on the fire. Like as when waters, wall'd with brazen wreath, Are sieg'd with crackling flames, their common foe; Then swell, rise, rave, and still more furious grow; Nor can be held; but forc'd with fires below, Tossing their waves, break out, and all o'erflow: Upon the whole, we think we have adduced sufficient specimens to shew that, although Fletcher had not much originality of invention or power of combination, he possessed a luxuriant fancy, and a pleasing vein of poetry. ART. XII. A true discourse of Sir Anthony Sherley's Travele into Persia, what accidents did happen in the waye, both goeinge thither and returning backe, with the businesse he was employed in, from the Sophie. Written by George Manwaring, gentleman, who attended on Sir Anthony all the jorneye.-MS. Sir Anthony Sherley, the history of whose singular journey into Persia, the manuscript which stands at the head of this article professes to record, was the second son of Sir Thomas Sherley, of Wiston, in Sussex, and was born in 1565. He had two brothers, Sir Thomas Sherley, his elder, and Mr. Robert Sherley, his younger brother, all distinguished for their adventurous and romantic dispositions. It is, however, with Sir Anthony that we have chiefly to do in this article, although we shall have occasion to notice incidentally his two brothers, and especially Mr. Robert Sherley, his companion in this extraordinary enterprize. On Sir Anthony, his friends bestowed "those learnings which were fit for a gentleman's ornament;" and after having taken his degree at Oxford, he entered into the service of his sovereign, "in which he ran many courses of divers fortune, according to the condition of the wars."-He first joined the English forces in Holland,* and was subsequently one of those gallant adventurers, who, in 1596, went to annoy the Spaniards in their West India settlements. With a brave, but small, band of two hundred and eighty men, he took the town of St. Jago, of which he kept possession two days and nights, against three thousand Portuguese, in which service eighty of his men were wounded. On his return to England, Sir Anthony received the honour of knighthood. As the model of his civil life, Sir Anthony selected his friend and patron, the famous Earl of Essex, who, in the true nobleness of his nature, gave him literally the best treasures of his mind in counselling him, and his care and fortune to help him forward. Early in the year 1599, Sir Anthony Sherley left England with twenty-five followers, most of them gentlemen, for the purpose of joining the Duke of Ferrara in his wars with the Pope; but, learning on his arrival at Augusta, that the wars were terminated, he proceeded to Venice, and, from that place, communicated his disappointment to the Earl, by whose advice the enterprize had been undertaken. It seems, that some expectation had been formed of the exploits of this small band of gentlemen, and it suited neither the inclination of the Earl, nor Sir Anthony, that it should end in nothing. It was therefore concerted between them, that Sir Anthony should undertake a journey into Persia, the object of which was, in the first place, to endeavour to prevail upon the king to unite with the Christian princes against the Turks; or, if this should fail, to establish a commercial intercourse betwixt this country and the East; with these grand objects, Sir Anthony mixed some private designs of his own for the improvement of his fortune. Such were the inducements to this undertaking, as avowed by Sherley in the History of his Travels, penned by himself-a publication in which statesman-like views and acute reflexions are mingled with pompous argumentation, and tedious ethical declamation— and in which he has purposely omitted what, though of less interest to him, is of most to posterity. Manwaring's discourse, on the contrary, possesses considerable interest-he describes not what he thought, but what he saw-and that in the most naïve and engaging manner. He relates many traits of the character of Sir Anthony, and the sovereign whom he visited, that are not to be found in Sherley's publication, which was, in all probabi *It may be worth while to mention, that Sir Anthony and Sir Nicholas Clifford were created, by the French king, knights of the order of St. Michael; but Queen Elizabeth took it so ill, that they should accept it without her leave, that she deprived them of it. Sandford's Gencal. Hist. of the Kings and Queens of England. |