Some have their haire dishevel'd hanging downe,

Like to the sun's small streames, or new gold wires;
Some on their heade doe weare a flowry crowne,

Gracing the same with many curious tires;
But in their hot pursute they loose such graces,
Which makes more beautie beautifie their faces.
Their neckes and purple-vained armes are bare,
And from their yvorie shoulders to the knee
A silken vesture o're their skin they weare,

Through which a greedie eie would quickly see;
Close to their bodies is the same ingerted

With girdles, in the which are flowers inserted."

Diana's "chariot is drawn by two white hinds, as Claudianus likewise affirmeth." One six-line stanza, The like describing Hecate from Ovid.

Pan whose shape Silvius Italicus setteth forth," is described in three six-line stanzas.

Echo oftentimes disuaded and reprehended him whosoever will undertake to depicture her, and Ausonius repeats it in an epigram, whose sence is thus reduced to a sonnet..

"Surcease, thou medling artist, thy endevour,

Who for thy skill hast reapt such long-liv'd fame,
Strive not to paint my bodie's shape, for never
Did any human eies behold the same:
In concave cavernes of the earth I dwell,

Daughter of th' aire, and of ech tatling voice;
In woods and hollow dales I build my cell,
Joying to re-report the least heard noice,
To greefe-opprest, and men disconsolate,
That tell ech grone their soule's vexation,
Their dying agonies I aggravate

By their plaints accents iteration,

And

And he that will describe my forme aright,
Must shape a formlesse sound or airie spright."

"Auster or Notus, predominating the southerne region of the aire, and because commonly proceed from his blasts darke showers and stormy tempests, is thus or to the like effect described.

"All gloomie-faced lookes the stormie South,

Whose ever-weeping eye drops showers of raine,
Who with his strong-breath'd all ore-turning mouth,
Kings' stone-built temples tumbles downe amaine;
Whose furious blasts the wave-tost seaman feeleth,
When up aloft his ship is hois'd to heaven,

Whose storme-cras'd sides ech churlish wave so reeleth,
That her right course she never keepeth even.
He never lookes with any cleere aspect,

His temples are adorn'd with clouds, his seat

Of terrifying thunderbolts compact,

Which when he sends, he denotates huge heat.
He never breaths or sighs with any paine,

But from the same doe issue showers of raine."

"Statius depictureth the floud Inachus, which passeth through the continent of Greece:" one stanza of six lines.

Peace as described by Tibullus; in ten lines.

Fortune is the last deity of whom the Muse aids the description, which extends to four pieces of poetry; "shee is humorous, and must be pleased by submission and acknowledgment of her power and superioritie, as certaine verses, much to the same effect, doe demonstrate and testify; which Englished are these, or much agreeing with the true meaning of the authour," 24 lines.

"In another place a discontented person railing against her crueltie, sayth," in three fourteen-line stanzas, from which I shall extract the second,

1 "Forc'd by vile Fortune, I seeke ont new waies,
And range in uncouth corners of ech wood,
Where darkenesse and sad silence spend their daies,
And melancholy lives in angrie mood;

.

There sit I, penning satyres 'gainst these times,
Railing 'gainst Fortune's malice in my wrongs,
Composing odes, and rage expressing rimes,

Sad madrigalls, and heart-unburdening songs;
There, as a man all dead with discontent,

I feed on sighs, and drinke mine owne salt teares;
When sencelesse trees shed sap, and doe relent,

And floures do hang their heads, as though th' had

:eares

To heare my plaints, and all doe seeme to say,
We waile thy hap, thou image of decay."

The next piece is where a "discontented lover unbowelled (as it were) and anatomized his heart's oppressions:" consisting of seventeen six-line stanzas; in one described as

.

"So blind she will advance ech low-bred groome,

To haughtie titles of a glorious place,

Lifting him up from nothing, to the roome

Where those of honours, and of vertuous race

Should seated be, and not th' illiterate:

Learning, not place, doth men nobilitate."

The last is, where "the same lover in another place further complaineth of the overmuch rigour of his ladie, preserving and continuing in hate and scorne

of

of his love: which words reduced to a sonnet, are these, or to the like effect.

"Hard is his hap who never finds content,

But still must dwell with heavy-thoughted sadnesse; Harder that heart that never will relent,

That may, and will not turne these woes to gladnesse;
Then joies adue, comfort and mirth, farewell;

For I must now exile me from all pleasure,
Seeking some uncouth cave where I may dwell,
Pensive and solitarie without measure;
There to bewaile my such untimely fortune,

That in my Aprill daies I thus should perish,
And there that steele-hard heart still still t' importune,
That it at last my bleeding soule would cherish,

If not, with greedie longing to attend,

Till pitty-moved death my woes shall end."

Conduit street.

J. H.

ART. VI. The Fanatick Indulgence, granted Anno

1679.

"Si natura negat, facit indignatio versum

Qualemcunque potest."

JUVENAL, SAT. 1.

By Mr. Ninian Paterson. Edinburgh: Printed by David Lindsay and his partners, at the foot of Heriot's Bridge, 1683. 4to. pp. 14.

A volume of Latin epigrams by this writer has been noticed in the CENSURA, Vol. I. p. 151. The present little tract denotes him to have been a heated high-churchman, who had worked up his mind to a state of fanaticism against the fanatics, and against the Shaftesbury administration. An epistle prefixed, to James Duke of Albanie [James II.] thus commences:

"Great

"Great sir, this poem still conceal'd have I,
Till Time hath christen'd it a prophesy.
Indulge nce now unmasked strives to tryst *
With John of Leyden against Antichrist:
This is the Trojan horse, wherein there lies
Catsbie and Vaulx, † with new conspiracies;
This, the Shaftsburian-crockodil his blind,

To lure Scotes rogues to English commons mind," &c.

A little further on, the motive for this address seems to reveal itself.

"All my desire, great sir, is that I may
Live, like an atome, in the radiant ray

Of your life-giving heat and glorious light,

Whose crisping spires may make me warm and bright."

His principal poem (the Fanatick Indulgence) is addressed to the King (Cha. II.) and has some passages of considerable force, though expressed with little equability of style or moderation of temper. The following specimen may suffice:

"When wee, thy loyal subjects, looked for
Some Halcyonian days, the tempests roar;
And to our eyes, on every rising wave
Death sits in triumph, and presents a grave:

And in the midst of our despaires and fears,

Tears drowns our sighs, and sighs dries up our tears.
Wee are like Jobs, these nineteene years perplext,
Betwixt distractions and destructions vext:

And that, dread sir, tho' not so strange as true,
By scabbs and devils now indulg'd by you.

To meet, or coalesce with.

Robt. Catesby and Guy Vaux, or Fawkes, were two of the principal

conspirators engaged in the Gunpowder-plot.

If