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OF SIATES^Ef WHQ HAVE WRITTEN VE&$ES.*
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Of Siates^Ef Whq Have Written Ve&$Es.*
OF SIATES ^ Ef WHQ HAVE WRITTEN VE & $ ES . *
Of Siates^Ef Whq Have Written Ve&$Es.*
We could never understand how it was , that Sackville , tQrd JDorset , ( in the time of Elizabeth ) , who wrote the fine Induction' to the 6 Mirror of Mag istrates / as well as the tragecly of * Gorbodiic , ' never wrofe anything- more , —at least df ^ ny consequence , and as far as we know . It is true , he
became a bii § y statesman ; but wn ^ t surprised us is , that so § engin H e a poet could refrain tin * § poetical vocation . We have made up our minds tMt Tie must have written a
good deal which is lost ; for v ^ e can as little imagine a poet passmg the greater part of his life without writing poetry , as a lark who never sings .
Ere I was ware , into a desart wood y \ fe now were come ; where hand in hand embraced , She led the way , and through the thick so traced As , but I had been guided by her might , It was no way for any mortal wight . But lo ! while thus amidst the desart dark We passed on , with steps and pace unmeet , A rumbling roar , confused with howl and bark
Of dogs , shook all the ground under our feety And struck the . din within our ears so deep , As , half distraught , unto the ground I fell , I ^ esqught return , and not to visit hell . But she , forthwith , uplifting me apaco , Removed my dread , and with a steadfast mind , Bade me come on , for here was now the place .
Mie ; xt saw we Dread , all trembling how he slippy , tjpth foot uncertain , proffered here and there . ; L ^ ie ^ m nied of speech , and ,, with a gU ^ sijj : lqok , Searched every place , all pale and dead with fear , His cap borne vp with staring of his hair . : ' h ; v ¦ ¦ . < ¦ *¦ . ¦ ¦¦ ' * ' * ¦ : ¦ ' *¦ : ¦ " ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦• : , ; ^ i- 1 * Concluded from p . 283 .
The Induction to the < M ? rror of Magistrates' is a look in at the infernal regions , and is like a portal to the allegoric ^ part of the Faerie Qiieene , or rather to the sadder portipn
of that part ; for it has nonp of the voluptuousness , and but little intimation of the beauty ; nor is the style anything nearly so rich . Perhaps a better comparison would be that of the quaint figures of the earliest
Italian painters , compared with those of Raphael . Or it is a bit of a minor Dante . J 3 ut the poetry is masterly of itg kind , —full of passion and imagination , —true , and caring for nothing but truth . The poet ' s guide in his visit is Sorrow . —
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 1, 1837, page 410, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/mrp_01121837/page/42/
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