To Christina, Queen of Sweden, with Cromwell's Picture.1 Christina, maiden of heroic mien! Star of the North! of northern stars the queen! Behold, what wrinkles I have earn'd, and how The iron cask still chafes my vet'ran brow, While following fate's dark footsteps, I fulfill The dictates of a hardy people's will. But soften'd, in thy sight, my looks appear, Not to all Queens or Kings alike severe. 1 Written on Cromwell's behalf, this poem was originally attr. to Milton, hence Cowper's inclusion of it. It has since been recognized as the work of Marvell. Appendix: Poems from the Latin Prose Works. Translated by various hands. Epigram From "Pro Populo Anglicano Defensio" (I650). Translated by Joseph Washington (I692). On Salmasius's "Hundreda." Who taught Salmasius, the French chatt'ring Pye,1 To try at English, and "Hundreda"2 cry? The starving Rascal, flush'd with just a Hundred English Jacobusses,3 "Hundreda" blunder'd. An outlaw'd King's last stock.--a hundred more, Would make him pimp for th'Antichristian Whore;4 And in Rome's praise employ his poison'd Breath, Who once threatn'd to stink the Pope to death. 1 i.e. The Magpie. 2 Salmasius attempted to do certain English words in his Latin. a "Hundred" was a division of an English shire. 3 The Jacobus was a gold coin named for James I. 4 Salmasius attacked the Pope in "De Primatu Papae" in I645. Epigrams from the "Defensio Secunda" (I654). Translated by Robert Fellowes (I878?). On Salmasius. Rejoice, ye herrings, and ye ocean fry, Who, in cold winter, shiver in the sea; The knight, Salmasius,1 pitying your hard lot, Bounteous intends your nakedness to clothe, And, lavish of his paper, is preparing Chartaceous jackets to invest you all, Jackets resplendent with his arms and fame, Exultingly parade the fishy mart, And sing his praise with checquered, livery, That well might serve to grace the letter'd store Of those who pick their noses and ne'er read. 1 A play on "Salmon." [Lines Concerning Alexander More.]1 O Pontia, teeming with More's Gallic seed, You have been Mor'd2 enough, and no More need. 1 Wrongly attr. to Milton, who prefaced these lines with, "Ingenii, hoc distochon" [Some ingenious person wrote this distich]. Milton wrongly believed More to be the author of a libel against him. 2 It is impossible to give a literally exact rendering of this. I have played upon the name as well as I could in English.--R.F. Appendix: Translation of a Letter to Thomas Young, Translated by Robert Fellows (I878?). To My Tutor, Thomas Young.