And, I have also this truth to say of the Author, that he was in his time a man generally known, and as well belov'd; for he was humble, and obliging in his behaviour, a Gentleman, a Scholar, very innocent and prudent: and indeed his whole life was useful, quiet, and virtuous. God send the Story may meet with, or make all Readers like him. I.W.[1] May 7, 1678. FOOTNOTES [1] The Poem of Thealma and Clearchus was left in an unfinished state: it terminates abruptly with the half line "Thealma lives"-- Upon which Walton adds _And here the Author dy'd, and I hope the Reader will be sorry._ * * * * * LETTER TO JOHN AUBREY. 1680. [The original is amongst Aubrey's MSS. in the Ashmolian Museum: annexed to it is the following note by Aubrey: "This account I received from Mr. Isaac Walton (who wrote Dr. Donne's Life), &c. Decemb. 2, 1680, he being then eighty-seven years of age. This is his own hand-writing, I.A." _See Walton's Lives, With Notes and the Life of the Author by Thomas Zouch, third edition. York, 1817._ Vol. II. pp. 353-356.] _ffor y'r friends q'ue this._ I only knew Ben Jonson: But my Lord of Winton knew him very well; and says, he was in the 6th, that is, the uppermost fforme in Westminster scole, at which time his father dyed, and his mother married a brickelayer, who made him (much against his will) help him in his trade; but in a short time, his scolemaister, M'r. Camden, got him a better imployment, which was to atend or acompany a son of Sir Walter Rauley's in his travills. Within a short time after their return, they parted (I think not in cole bloud) and with a love sutable to what they had in their travilles (not to be commended). And then Ben began to set up for himself in the trade by which he got his subsistance and fame, of which I need not give any account. He got in time to have a 100L a yeare from the king, also a pension from the cittie, and the like from many of the nobilitie and some of the gentry, w'ch was well pay'd, for love or fere of his railing in verse, or prose, or boeth. My lord told me, he told him he was (in his long retyrement and sickness, when he saw him, which was often) much afflickted, that hee had profained the scripture in his playes, and lamented it with horror: yet that, at that time of his long retyrement, his pension (so much as came in) was giuen to a woman that gouern'd him (with whome he liu'd and dyed near the Abie in Westminster); and that nether he nor she tooke too much care for next weike: and wood be sure not to want wine: of w'ch he usually tooke too much before he went to bed, if not oftener and soner. My lord tells me, he knowes not, but thinks he was born in Westminster. The question may be put to Mr. Wood very easily upon what grounds he is positive as to his being born their; he is a friendly man, and will resolve it. So much for braue Ben. You will