_George Withers_ was one who loved to Fish in troubled Waters, being never more quiet then when in Trouble, of a restless Spirit, and contradicting Disposition; gaining more by Restraint then others could get by their Freedom, which his ungoverned (not to say worse) Pen often brought him unto, so that the _Marshalsea_ and _Newgate_ were no Strangers unto him. He was born in _Hantshire_ (if it be every whit the more honour to the County for his Birth) a prodigious Pourer forth of Rhime, which he spued from his Maw, as _Tom Coriat_ formerly used to spue _Greek_, and that with a great pretence to a Poetical Zeal, against the Vices of the Times; which he mightily exclaim'd against in his _Abuses Stript and Whipt_, his _Motto_, _Brittains Remembrancer_, &c. with other Satyrical Works of the like nature: He turn'd also into _English_ Verse the Songs of _Moses_, and other Hymns of the Old Testament; besides these he wrote a Poem called _Philaret_, the _Shepherds Hunting_, his _Emblems_, _Campo Musae_, _Opo-Balsamum_, the _Two Pitchers_, and others more then a good many, had not his Muse been more Loyal than it was; he was living about the Year 1664. when I saw him, and suppose he lived not long after. * * * * * _ROBERT HERRIC_. _Robert Herric_ one of the Scholars of _Apollo_ of the middle Form, yet something above _George Withers_, in a pretty Flowry and Pastoral Gale of Fancy, in a vernal Prospect of some Hill, Cave, Rock, or Fountain; which but for the Interruption of other trivial Passages, might have made up none of the worst Poetick Landskips. Take a view of his Poetry in his Errata to the Reader in these lines. For these Errata's, Reader thou do'st see, Blame thou the Printer for them, and not me: Who gave him forth good Grain, tho he mistook, And so did sow these Tares throughout my Book. I account him in Fame much of the same rank, as he was of the same Standing, with one _Robert Heath_, the Author of a Poem, Entituled, _Clarastella_, the ascribed Title of that Celebrated Lady, who is supposed to have been both the Inspirer and chief Subject of them. * * * * * _JOHN TAYLOR_ the Water-Poet. Some perhaps may think this Person unworthy to be ranked amongst those Sons of _Apollo_ whom we mentioned before; but to them we shall answer, That had he had Learning according to his natural Parts, he might have equal'd, if not exceeded, many who claim a great share in the Temple of the Muses. Indeed, for ought I can understand, he never learned no further then his _Accidence_, as we may learn from his own Words in one of his Books. I must confess I do want Eloquence, And never Scarce did learn my _Accidence_; For having got from _Possum_ to _Posset;_ I there was gravel'd, could no further get.