Fring'd with gold: a wreath of bowes
To check the sun from her browes:
In her hand a shepheards hooke,
In her face Dianaes looke,

Her sheepe grased on the plaines
Shee had stolne from the swaines:
Vnder a cool silent shade,

By the streames she garlands made,
Thus sat Phillis all alone,
Miss't she was by Coridon;
Chiefest swain of all the rest,
Lovely Phillis lik't him best.
His face was like Phœbus loue,
His neck white as Venus doue;
A ruddy cheeke filled with smiles,
Such loue hath when he beguiles;
His lookes browne, his eyes were gray,
Like Titan in a summer's day.

A russet iacket sleeues red,
A blew bonnet on his heade.
A cloake of gray fenc'd the raine,
Thus tyred was this louely swaine:
A shepheard's hooke, his dog tide,
Bag and bottle by his side,
Such was Paris, sheepheards say,
When with Oenone he did play,
From his flock straied Coridon,
Spying Phillis all alone:
By the streame he Phillis spide,
Brauer then was Florae's pride:
Downe the valley gan he tracke,
Stole behind his true-loues backe;

The sun shone and shaddow made,

Phillis rose and was afraid.

VOL. VII.

When

When she saw her louer there,
Smile she did, and left her feare.
Cupid that disdaine doth loth,
With desire strake them both.
The swaine did wooe, she was nice,
Following fashion, nayde him twice:
Much adoe hee kist her then,
Maidens blush when they kisse men;
So did Phillis at that stowre,
Her face was like the rose flower.
Last they greed, for loue would so,
Faith and troth they would no mo,
For shepheards euer held it sin,
To false the loue, they liued in.
The swaine gaue a girdle red,
She set garlands on his head.
Gifts were giuen, they kisse againe,
Both did smile, for both were faine.
Thus was loue mongst shepheards sold,
When fancy knew not what was gold;
They wooed, and vowed, and that they keepe,
And goe contented to their sheepe."

Conduit-street.

J. H.

ART. IV. An Epitaph vpon the Death of Richard Price, Esquier (the second sonne of Sir John Price, Knight, deceased) which Richard left this life the fifth day of Januarie, 1586.

"My sorrow doth suppresse my memorie,

My griefe eke grieues my hart, and all my powers, My teares do pierce my paper thorowlie,

My Muse me failes, my wo my wit deuoures,

So

So as amasd I sit deuoid of might,
In verse, or prose, my meaning to indight.

Of princely iewels, precious are the price,

Of gold the gaine who wisheth not to haue,
Of house and land, and all by land that rise,
Of all for life, who seeketh not to saue:
But when I weigh the depth of mine intent,
A Price to prayse, I cannot but lament,

A Price for gentle bloud, of price he was,

A Price well taught in youth to liue in age, A Price so fraught with vertues that surpasse; A Price though yong in yeeres, in wisedom sage: A precious Price, as Wales did euer yeeld, A Price of peace in towne, yet fierce in field.

His vertues rare, his wisedom so profound,

His learned skill, his curtesie so seene,
His bountie great in house did so abound,

His travell such for countṛey, and for Queene,
Made him beloued, and for his friendship fast,
So famously, as euermore shall last.

He liued no doubt with well contented mind,
He liued upright, iust both in word and deed,
He liued a subject true, as man may find,

He liued to God a child of Abraham's seed:
He liued to die, content to leaue each frend,
He died to liue in ioy, that shall not end.

His wofull wife may chiefly waill his want,

His servants next haue greatest cause to grieue, His country then (sith such as he be scant)

His friends each one may sorrow whilest they liue: Among the which a greater losse had none, Then I my selfe that causlesse do not mone.

Oh God graunt us thy grace, and daily aide,
Oh God put feare and loue into our hart,
Oh God to sinne make us full sore afraid,
O God thy loue from us do not diuart:
Thou that from us our peerelesse Price hast reft,
Be our defence that heere behind are left.

Imprinted at London by John Charlewood.

R. D."

The above epitaph is printed in black letter, on a broadside, with a mourning border, and incidental wood cut of a tomb, &c. above the printer's name. It was the only material article added by Mr. Reed to his copy of Herbert, and the gentleman who purchased that work, at the sale of his books, obligingly transmitted a copy to me for the purpose of being inserted in the CENSURA.

Conduit street.

J. H.

ART. V. Doleman's Conference about the next succession to the Crowne of Ingland, divided into two partes.

[CONTINUED FROM P. 51.]

Questions of descent and of the rights of inheritance are considered by different tastes with such various degrees of interest or dislike, that it is difficult to find a subject less generally popular. For this reason I have hesitated, whether I should produce the chapter which I am about to transcribe. Some will think it dull and Insignificant; some will laugh at the empty vanity of

birth; and some will be angry, because they will conceive that it touches upon their own pretensions.

In this strangely-mingled constitution, in which aristocracy and commercial wealth are continually struggling for the mastery; in which the greatest families have been frequently degraded, and thrown back among the humblest stations of society to struggle with poverty, contempt, and oppression, till their birthrights have been forgotten, or denied and overwhelmed, while persons immediately sprung from the lowest dregs of the people have risen by sudden and meanly-obtained wealth to the highest honours, and the alliance with princes, any consistency of judgment on these subjects will be sought in vain. Many put too great, and many too little value on such an adventitious distinction. But among those, who estimate it too highly, envy and jealousy prompt no small number to tear away the laurels from others, to which they cannot make pretensions themselves.

Of admitted pedigrees it is difficult to extract from the incongruous remarks we hear, what it is, which is deemed most worthy of notice and fame. Some fix on wealth, some on titles, some on preferments and places; some on active life, and some on an independent and dignified retreat; some on talents; and some on virtue. Which ever of all these be chosen as the ground of pretensions, ill-temper and ingenuity always ⚫ set some of the others in opposition to it, with the hope of reducing it below themselves.

The world however admit with doubt and dislike -any of these claims. To "make the past predominate over the present," is a kind of intellectual effort not suited

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