_Suckling_ next was call'd, but did not appear, But strait one whisper'd _Apollo_ i'th'ear, That of all men living he cared not for't, He lov'd not the Muses so well as his sport. And prized black eyes, or a lucky hit At Bowles, above all the Trophies of wit. But _Apollo_ was angry, and publickly said, Twere fit that a fine were set upon's head. Besides his Poems, he wrote three Plays, the _Goblins_ a Comedy, _Brenovalt_ a Tragedy, and _Aglaura_ a Tragi-Comedy. He was a loyal person to his Prince, and in that great defection of Scotch Loyalty in 1639. freely gave the King a hundred Horses. And for his Poems, I shall conclude with what the Author of his Epistle to the Reader saies of them, _It had been a Prejudice to posterity, and an_ _injury to his own Ashes, should they have slept in Oblivion._ * * * * * Mr. _WILLIAM HABINGTON_. He was one of a quick wit and fluent language, whose Poems coming forth above thirty years ago, under the Title of _Castara_, gained a general fame and estimation, and no wonder, since that human Goddess by him so celebrated, was a person of such rare endowments as was worthy the praises bestowed upon her, being a person of Honour as well as Beauty, to which was joyned a vertuous mind, to make her in all respects compleat. He also wrote the History of the Reign of King _Edward_ the Fourth, and that in a style sufficiently florid, yet not altogether pleasing the ear, but as much informing the mind, so that we may say of that Kings Reign, as Mr. _Daniel_ saith in his Preface to his History of _England, That there was never brought together more of the main_. He also wrote a Tragi-Comedy, called, _the Queen of_ Arragon, which as having never seen, I can give no great account of it. * * * * * Mr. _FRANCIS QUARLES_. _Francis Quarles_, son to _James Quarles_, Esq; was born at _Stewards_ at the Parish of _Rumford_, in the County of _Essex_, and was bred up in the University of _Cambridge_, where he became intimately acquainted with Mr. _Edward Benlowes_, and Mr. _Phineas Fletcher_, that Divine Poet and Philosopher, on whose most excellent Poem of the _Purple Island_, hear these Verses of Mr. _Quarles_, which if they be as delightful to you in the reading, as to me in the writing, I question not but they will give you content.