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Is mentioned by Winstanley as having been bred a student
at Christ-church, and having practised physię. According to Wood (Fasti, Vol. II. p. 163) he took the degree of M.D. in 1653. His poem called “Men-Miracles," was published, with a few smaller pieces, in 1656, 12mo. The work is a good satire on travellers, written in what is now called Hudibrastic verse.
CELIA IN LOVE.
I felt my heart, and found a flame,
But love is a mysterious fire,
: JOHN DRYDEN.
Bom, 1631: died, 1901. From the works of this admirable
poet the following specimen is selected, because it seems to have escaped the notice of former collectors, though written with all the characteristic fire and spirit of its author.
The Invocation of the Ghost of Laius by Tiresias.
[From the Tragedy of Edipus.]
Tir. Choose the darkest part o'th' grove;
Such as ghosts at noon-day love.
Answer me, if this be done.
Tir. Is the sacrifice made fit?
Draw her backward to the pit;
Cut the curled hair that grows
Answer me, if this be done?
Tir. Pour in blood, and blood-like wine,
To mother earth and Proserpine ;
Answer me, if all be done ?
1. Hear, ye sullen powers, below!
Hear, ye taskers of the dead ! 2. You that boiling cauldrons blow !
--You that scum the molten lead ! 3. You that pinch with red-hot tongs ! 1. You that drive the trembling hosts
Of poor poor ghosts With your sharpen'd prongs ! 2. You that thrust them off the brim ! You that plunge them when they swim ! VOL. III.
1. 'Till they drown;
"Till they go
Down, down, down, Ten thousand, thousand, thousand fathoms low. Chor. 'Till they drown, &c.
1. Music for a while Shall
your cares beguile:
From their eternal bands;
While we play, For hell's broke up, and ghosts have holy-day. Chor. Come away, &c. 1. Laius! 2. Laius! 3. Laius ! 1. Hear! 2. Hear! 3. Hear! Tir. Hear and appear!
By the fates that spun thy thread !