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CONTENTS.-N° 112. NOTES:-" The Misfortunes of St. Paul's Cathedral," 121Australian Heraldry, 123-Shakspeariana, 124-Accidental Interpolations-The Date of the First Easter-Brighton Field Names, 125-Dancing Masters in 1721-Curious Service in a Church-"Sir John Chiverton "-Acland and Ransome's "Political History of England to 1881"-Clôture,

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By the kindness of the Editor I was allowed to insert in "N. & Q." (6th S. iv. 511) a short query in relation to a tract which I had lately purchased for the Cathedral library. I will now describe it a little more fully.

It is a small quarto tract, without a title-page, measuring some seven and a half inches in height and five and a half inches in width. It consists of four leaves only, and, as the first page bears the signature A, and the last page ends with the word FINIS," it probably never had a title-page. The little volume contains the well-known book-plate of James Comerford. Some former possessor has pencilled on the first fly-leaf the words "Perry's sale, 996," and, in very neat figures, the price, 17. 11s. 6d. The pages are numbered 1 to 8, and have catchwords. The poem, which occupies seven and a half leaves, has the following heading: "The Misfortunes of St. Paul's Cathedral." It was evidently written in the reign of Charles II., and I am anxious to ascertain the name of the author. I suspect that the tract is rare, and I am confirmed in that suspicion by the fact that none of the learned readers of “N. & Q." have replied

to my original query. The literary value of the poem is certainly not great; but probably its (assumed) rarity may justify its insertion in "N. & Q." I am indebted to my friend the Rev. W. H. Seggins for an exceedingly careful transcript of the piece: he has preserved all the peculiarities of spelling. I have not thought it necessary to call attention to these by the intrusive little word "sic," but will say, once for all, that the proof has been very carefully corrected, and compared with the original. Here follows the poem :—

The Misfortunes of

St. Paul's Cathedral.

Could we Consult th' Eternal Mighty Fates,
Which give fixt Laws to Greatest Kings and States:
And know what they above have once decreed
For their poor Vassals, we should have no need
To make Reflections on what 'ere is done;
Or be solicitous for what's to come:
Like Loyal Subjects, ready to submit.
Free from such Cares we unconcern'd could sit,
But since the Gods will not such favour show
To shallow, finite Beings here below;
They 'l not deny a Pardon sure, if we
Encompassed with whole Troops of Misery;
In mournful Accents do at length express
That Grief which does our anxious thoughts oppress?
Nor need we study for a Theme more fit
For serious Tragedy, than Comic Wit:
If we but look upon that Sacred Place,
Which did too much ungrateful England grace;
We must confess its infelicity

Exceeds the Bounds of an Hyperbole.
That stately Pile, and Sacred to the Name

Of Thee, Great Paul is now the Nations shame.
Thou most unhappy Church, there's none can be
In pure unhapiness compar'd to Thee.
You may derive your Royal Pedigree
From him, who was of Saxon Monarchy
Was something greater, giving Birth to you.
The greatest glory, nay yet farther, who
For many Ages did you stand intire,
Whilst every one your glory did admire :
This Bitish Isle, tho' great, could not contein
A thing so large as thy prodigious Name.
No Nation then so rude, but strove to be
Thousands of wandring Pilgrims round thee throng,
Spectators of all Arts Epitome.
Sated with joy and admiration.
'Twas such a glorious, rare amazing Scene,
That they could scarce believe what they had seen.
But thy Illustrious Splendour prov'd to be
For Gods at last stood in an extasy,
The Prologue to a Future Tragedy:
To see a thing so great, so brave as Thee.
How much says Jove that Palace doth out-shine
This mean, this despicable House of mine.
It derogates too much from my Grandeur;
'Tis fit that these bold Sons of Earth should know,
I can no longer this affront endure.
That their Dominion only is below:
These higher Orbs, the Clouds and Sky, are mine;
Nor will I my Prerogative resign.
They'l scorn the Gods, and hufft their Deity.
From hence their swelling thoughts will soar so high;
This second Babel therefore soon shall down,
For fear they Rival me too in my Crown.

He gave the word: th' officious Lightning ran;
And like the Cæsar, saw and overcame.

Yet Jove himself, who does Heavens Scepter sway,
Respect and Honour to this place did pay:
His strict Injunctions to the Flames were such,
He suffer'd not their greedy hands to touch
The Body, or Foundation of the Quire;
But only check'd th' ambition of the Spire.
That Lofty Head, which did too high aspire,
Was soon Lopp'd off by the victorious Fire.
Then did that Tyrant, Time, the common Foe
Of aged things, strive hard to overthrow

Thy weak and tottering Columns, but in vain;
For all its Force thou well could'st then sustain :
Great CHARLES, That Earthly God did Thee Defend,
Who was to holy things a constant Friend;
Thy Friend and thy Physician he did prove,
Fed with the Sacred Fire of zealous Love.

He heal'd thy wounds; nor did he leave thee so;
But added to thy State a Portico.

But when thy Zealous Patron Charles had been
Huff'd by bold Rebels, when their Plots were green;
His Native Right out-justled by the Rout,

And Treacherous Swords against the Scepter fought;
When that prevailing Party bore such Sway,

Nought could, but Royal Blood, their Rage allay;
Those Hurricanes of State who could withstand,
When dismal Ruine overflow'd the Land?

Thy spotless Innocency prov'd to be

But an incentive to their Cruelty.

So does the harmless Dove a Victim fall
To Hawks, which Banquet at her Funeral.
Thy Loyalty did truly then appear,

Thou didst a part in all his Sufferings bear
Who was the Lord's anointed; and we own
It fit, that Kings don't mourn, or dye alone.
Like a dejected Widow, you had on

Griefs Livery, because your Lord was gone.
No Chorister durat then approach that Quire,
Which Men, nay Angels once might well admire.
Thy Hymns Divine were Banish'd; and the noise
Of Horses lowder than the choisest voice.
Though marble, you sure wept to see such Guests
So near your Hallow'd Altar daily feast.
Unparalleld Prophaneness! since we know,
That Heathens never us'd their Temples so.
Their Blind Devotion still such reverence pay'd

To those Mock-Gods which their own hands had made,

What 'ere was dedicated to their Name,

Might not be touch'd by any thing prophane.
But our Reformers were so frugal grown,
They thought it was too much for God alone,
A whole Cathedral to Monopolize.
And therefore were so zealous and so wise,
Him and his service both they bid farwell;
And suffer Horses in his Courts to dwell.
Religion sure, is brought to strange decay,
When none but Horses tread the sacred way.
Those storms were overblown at last; the Air
Once more began to look serene and fair:
Our Prince's Restauration seem'd to be
A happy and long-wish'd for Jubile.

Those Eyes which seldom saw that Stranger sleep,
Oppress'd with misery, forgot to weep.
The sad Reflections on past Tyranny,
Were swallowed up in thoughts of Liberty.
Such universal joy as knows no Bounds,
In ev'ry Loyal Subjects heart was found.
Then did you like those Embers that have lain
In heaps of Ashes, your Lost Strength regain :
In peace and Triumph then you had a share;
Because misfortunes you so well did bear.

No strength so great, no universal sway;
But must at last to Nature Tribute pay.
The blooming Rose, the Glory of the Spring,
By one cold Blast is left a silly thing.
When Phoebus with the greatest State and Pride,
Mounted his Chariot, doth in Triumph ride;
Some sullen and malicious Cloud in spight,
With Sable Curtains doth ecclipse his Light.
So was thy Infant-Bliss a Martyr made,
Toth' utmost rage of cruel flames betray'd:
Flames crueller than those which did destroy
Thy walls, the works oth' Gods O Troy!
A fiery Army sure's enough to make
The haughtiest and most daring spirit quake:
Such grim-l'ook'd Enemies did then appear;
Which never understood what 'twas to fear,
The frowning General his well-Marshall'd Troops
Summons together; then about him looks:
My Fellow-Souldiers, you have always been
With Laurel Crown'd; but yet have never seen
An Enemy so vast, so brave as this;
Who of the greatest danger worthy is.
Behold a City sleeping and secure,
Not apprehending us, or danger near :

One bold Attack will make her Towers shake;
The next, a place so unprovided take.
Here heaps of Gold, and Jewels crowded lye,
As if it were the Worlds vast Treasury.

A Prospect of such Plunder sure would set
New Edges on your Swords, and Courage whet;
He spake th' impatient Troops in hast fall on,
As if they thought, they'd been kept back too long.
Each takes his several Post; thus did they fight;
And then their rallied Companies unite.
Horrour's Effigies then fill'd every place,
To see its Ruine marching on apace.

In vain they supplicate the mighty power
Of conquering Flames, and shed a fruitless Shower
Of Briny Tears, whilst each repeated Cry
Helpes to make up the Scene of Misery.
The Sun when he his Course had scarce half run,
Blushing, Retires, to see himself out-done;
To see a Fire on Earth so strangely bright,
Which made continual day, and knew no Night;
Such Clouds of Smoak each Minute did arise;
That Gods might think 'twas some great Sacrifice.
A Real Sacrifice it was; but such,
No Tongue or Pen can 'ere lament too much:
Mistake most dismal, and unheard device,
When Altars are themselves the Sacrifice.
Those Sacred Temples which did others save,
Now burn'd to Ashes, cannot find a Grave:
But must with common things confused lye,
Unless distinguished by an Elegy.

In this how kindly did the Fates conspire?
Though Urns they wanted, yet had Funeral Fire.
Thy Crisis now unhappy Church we see,
Who long had strugled with hard Destiny:
Tryals of Fire you did before endure,
Which purged your Dross, yet left you not secure :
These Flames Impartial were, and mow'd down all;
Nor could you e're have had a nobler fall;
Sharing your Fate, when others did attend,
Ambitious of their Mother-Churches End.
The difference this; although y'ad all one death,
On them alone the Fates bestow'd new breath:
They only rose again, 'tis only they,
Who seem to antidate the general day.
Continual Changes through each Creature pass
Until Transform'd again to what it was.

Heavens glorious Host, the Stars with sparkling Eyes
Have their Declinings, but they set to rise..

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