Thirty years old at the death of Elizabeth, Ben Jonson was chief of the group of younger men who He had had begun to write plays in her reign. Every Man in his Humour" made his mark with " (in its present form) in 1598, and had then brought many an attack upon himself by tilting at follies of the City, of the Court, and of all poets who took low views of their calling, in three successive years, 1599, 1600, 1601, with three successive pieces that were dramatic satires rather than plays, "Every Man out of his Humour," "Cynthia's Revels," and "The Poetaster." Marston and Dekker, in 1602, administered to their friend what they thought needful correction with a play on himself, "Satiro-mastix." As he found himself persistently misunderstood, the words of a poet honouring his vocation being misread into their own dialect by men who lived on the broad flats of life and seldom breathed the keen air of the mountain heights, he turned from satire to tragedy, and in 1603 produced "Sejanus." Born poor, and owing his education in Westminster School to the interest taken in his quick wit by William Camden, then a master there, Ben Jonson left school to follow his father-in-law's business as a bricklayer. But he soon volunteered for the war in the Low Countries, fought bravely, came home, and attached himself to the theatre as but a poor retainer, till his wealth of wit, wisdom, and knowledge lifted him to supremacy above his fellows that was absolute after the death of Shakespeare. Though, except Shake 1 On ane know heid, on the top of a hillock. 2 To raik, to wreck. Met ye bruke, may you possess or enjoy. The lyaris face. The "lyar" was a carpet by the cushioned seat, the wife's seat at the fireside. speare, the only dramatist of any mark who had not received university training, he excelled all in learning, and at the death of Elizabeth already ranked the foremost scholars as well as poets among his friends. He was openly disdainful of all that was mean, and worried the curs of society till they were all set barking at him. He had a large love for all true men and good poets, and his hearty praise was BEN JONSON. From George Vertue's Engraving of his Portrait. Of the delight of the young singers who, in his later time, were proud to be called by him his sons. Ben Jonson as a dramatist there will be illustration in another volume of this Library, but here we have emphatic evidence that the true dramatist is also a lyric poet, and that if he excel in the higher exercíse of his genius, he will excel also in the lower. is one of ten lyric pieces entitled "A Celebration of Charis:" HER TRIUMPH. See the chariot at hand here of Love, Each that draws is a swan or a dove, And well the car Love guideth. As she goes, all hearts do duty Unto her beauty; And, enamoured, do wish, so they might But enjoy such a sight, This That they still were to run by her side, All that Love's world compriseth! Than words that soothe her! All the gain, all the good, of the element 20 To see thee in our water yet appear, "Tis true, and all men's suffrage. But these ways But thou art proof against them, and, indeed, I, therefore, will begin: Soul of the age! Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordoua dead, To live again, to hear thy buskin tread, And shake a stage; or, when thy socks were on, Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show, Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please; But antiquated and deserted lie, As they were not of Nature's family. Or for the laurel, he may gain a scorn; For a good poet's made, as well as born. And such wert thou! Look how the father's face Lives in his issue, even so the race Of Shakespeare's mind and manners brightly shines In his well turnéd and true filéd lines; In each of which he seems to shake a lance, As brandished at the eyes of ignorance. Sweet Swan of Avon! what a sight it were Virtue's branches wither, Virtue pines. Her gilded boughs above the cedar climb. This sinks; with painted wings the other flies. Alack, that best should fall, and bad should climb! 10 10 GEORGE CHAPMAN. From the Portrait before his translation of Homer. An elder poet and dramatist who first joined his juniors in their singing towards the close of Eliz beth's reign was George Chapman, whose portrait as here given appeared before his Homer with an inscription that made his age fifty-seven in 1616, the year in which Shakespeare died at the age of fiftyHe was born at Hitchin, as he himself says, two. Night," in 1594. In the same year with his first printed play appeared the beginning of his translation of Homer, being an instalment of seven books of the Iliad. In James I.'s reign he published twelve books of the Iliad, in 1610, and in the following year all twenty-four, to which the twenty-four books of the Odyssey and all known poems ascribed to Homer afterwards were added. Let us read the good verse prefixed to the "Twelve Books of the Iliad," which were dedicated to King James's son, Prince Henry; but allow a few minutes to take breath before starting, as the first sentence is twentyeight lines long, large in structure as in thought. EPISTLE DEDICATORY то THE HIGH-BORN PRINCE OF MEN, HENRY, THRICE ROYAL INHERITOR TO THE UNITED KINGDOMS OF GREAT BRITAIN, ETC. Since perfect happiness, by Princes sought, That by his power can send to Tower and death Kept as his crown His Works, and thought them still His angels, in all power to rule his will; And would affirm that Homer's poesy Did more advance his Asian victory Than all his armies. Oh, 'tis wondrous much, 10 20 Though nothing prized, that the right virtuous touch 30 Of a well-written soul to virtue moves; Of fitting objects be not so inflamed. How much then were this kingdom's main soul maim'd, That move in human souls! All realms but yours Which all the world, yet none enough, hath praised. 40 Of Princes' light thoughts, that their gravest laws Your lutes and viols, and more loftily Their seasons, kingdoms, nations that have been Offer'd to change and greedy funeral: Yet still your Homer lasting, living, reigning, 50 And proves how firm Truth builds in poets' feigning. 60 Or steel or gold, and shrined, to be preserved, Time into lowest ruins may depress; But drawn with all his virtues in learn'd verse, In men with them is God's bright image rased. Of His refulgent Deity in heaven, In earth present His fiery Majesty. What sets His justice and his truth best forth, To her persuasions, pleasures, real worth, 70 Since there she shines at full, hath birth, wealth, state, Her heavenly merits, and so fit they are, 80 20 100 110 |