[Line: 114 seq. It is well known that Astrology maintained its
hold throughout the seventeenth century. Dryden himself
does not seem to have been by any means insensible to its
fascination; and Flatman--who, though a slightly younger man,
represents an older temper--may well have been a disciple of
Lilly.]
[Line: 135 he] we _MS._ his] our _MS._]
[Line: 148 will] must _MS._ starve] In its proper sense of
'perish'. Italic in original; but, as has been pointed out,
this type is used with such utter capriciousness that it
affords no evidence whether the term had any technical vogue
among artists of the time.]
[Line: 159 Eternal] Immortal _MS._]
[Line: 168 let it] shall for _MS._]
[Line: 172 soft] fair _MS._]
[Line: 187 Sir] Friend _1674-82_.]
[Line: 189 A possible but not necessary reminiscence of
Fuller's well-known book, _Good Thoughts for Bad Times_.]
[Line: 193 the rolling waves] a cataclysm _MS._]
_To my Reverend Friend, Dr. Sam. Woodford, On his Excellent Version of
the Psalms._
PINDARIC ODE.
_Stanza_ I.
See (worthy friend) what I would do
(Whom neither Muse nor Art inspire),
That have no friend in all the sacred quire,
To show my kindness for your Book, and you,
Forc'd to disparage what I would admire;
Bold man, that dares attempt Pindaric now,
Since the great Pindar's greatest Son
From the ingrateful age is gone,
Cowley has bid th' ingrateful age adieu;
Apollo's rare Columbus, he 10
Found out new worlds of Poesy:
He, like an eagle, soar'd aloft,
To seize his noble prey;
Yet as a dove's, his soul was soft,
Quiet as Night, but bright as Day:
To Heaven in a fiery chariot he
Ascended by seraphic Poetry;
Yet which of us dull mortals since can find
Any inspiring mantle, that he left behind?
II.
His powerful numbers might have done you right; 20
He could have spar'd you immortality,
Under that Chieftain's banners you might fight
Assur'd of laurels, and of victory
Over devouring Time and sword and fire
And Jove's important ire:
My humble verse would better sing
David the Shepherd, than the King:
And yet methinks 'tis stately to be one
(Though of the meaner sort)
Of them that may approach a Prince's throne, 30
If 'twere but to be seen at Court.
Such, Sir, is my ambition for a name,
Which I shall rather take from you, than give,
For in your Book I cannot miss of fame,
But by contact shall live.
Thus on your chariot wheel shall I
Ride safe, and look as big as Aesop's fly,
Who from th' Olympian Race new come,
And now triumphantly flown home,
To's neighbours of the swarm thus proudly said, 40
_Don't you remember what a dust I made!_
III.
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