With swelling pride and scornful insolency,
Haughty disdaining and abuse or place:
To such I say, if any such there be,

Come, see these vices punished in me!" &c.

(From "Raleigh's Caveat to secure Courtiers;" following the above in the same MS.; thirty-eight stanzas of six lines each.)

IV.

ANSWERS TO "THE LIE;" CHIEFLY SUCH AS CONNECT RALEIGH WITH THAT POEM.

1.

Go, echo of the mind, a careless truth protest;
Make answer that rude Rawly no stomach can digest:
For why? The lie's descent is over base to tell;
To us it came from Italy; to them it came from hell.

What reason proves, confess; what slander saith, deny : Let no untruth with triumph pass; but never give the lie! Confess, in glittering court all are not gold that shine; Yet say one pearl and much fine gold g[1]ows in the prince's mind.

Confess that many [weeds] do overgrow the ground; Yet say, within the field of God good corn is to be found. Confess, some judge unjust the widow's right delay; Yet say there are some Samuels that never say her nay. Admit, some man of state do pitch his thoughts too high; Is that a rule for all the rest, their loyal hearts to try? Your wits are in the wane; your autumn in the bud; You argue from particulars; your reason is not good.

And still that men may see less reason to commend you, I marvel most, amongst the rest, how schools and arts offend

you.

But why pursue I thus the witless words of wind? The more the crab doth seek to creep, the more she is behind. In church and commonwealth, in court and country both, What! nothing good? but all [s]o bad that every man doth loathe ?

The further that you range, your error is the wider; The bee sometimes doth honey suck, but sure you are a spider!

And so my counsel is, for that you want a name,

To seek some corner in the dark to hide yourself from shame. There wrap the silly fly within your spiteful web;

Both church and court may want you well; they are not at such ebb.

As quarrels once begun are not so quickly ended, So many faults may soon be found, but not so soon amended. And when you come again to give the world the lie, I pray you tell them how to live, and teach them how to die. (Chetham MS. 8012, p. 107, each line as two. First printed by me, partially in 1842, and at length in 1845.)

2. The Answer to the Lie.

Court's scorn, state's disgracing, potentates' scoff, governments' defacing,

Princes' touch, church's unhallowing, arts' injury, virtue's debasing,

Age's monster, honour's wasting, beauty's blemish, favour's blasting,

Wit's excrement, wisdom's vomit, physic's scorn, law's comet, Fortune's child, valour's defiler, justice' revenger, friendship's beguiler,

Such is the song, such is the author; worthy to be rewarded with a halter.

Erroris Responsio.

Court's commender, state's maintainer, potentate's defender, governments' gainer,

Princes' praiser, church's preacher, arts' raiser, virtue's teacher,

Age's rewarder, honour's strengthener, beauty's guarder, favour's lengthener,

Wit's admirer, wisdom's scholar, physic's desirer, law's follower,

Fortune's blamer, nature's observer, justice' proclaimer, friendship's preserver;

Such is the author, such is the song; returning the halter, contemning the wrong. SR. WA. RA.

(MS. Ashm. 781, p. 164. Printed from that MS. among Raleigh's own poems in the Oxford edition of his works, viii. 735.)

3. Extract from another Contemporary
Answer to the Lie.

St. 2.

"The Court bath settled sureness

In banishing such boldness;

The Church retains her pureness,

Though Atheists show their coldness:
The Court and Church, though base,
Turn lies into thy face."

St. 3.

"The Potentates reply,

Thou base, by them advanced,
Sinisterly soarest high,

And at their actions glanced:

They, for this thankless part,

Turn lies into thy heart," &c.

(MS. Tann. 306, fol. 188; written stanza by stanza at the side of a copy of the original poem.)

V.

THE REACTION AFTER HIS DEATH.

1.

"O hadst thou served thy Heroine all thy days!
Had Heaven from storms of envy screened thy bays!
Hadst thou still flourished in a warlike reign,
Thy sword had made a conquest, like thy pen!
But nought to such untimely fate could bring

The valiant subject, but a coward king."

I have taken one

("Phoenix Britannicus," 1732, p. 453; Oldys' "Life of Raleigh," p. clxxxv., slightly altered. word from Oldys' copy.)

2.

"I will not weep; for 'twere as great a sin
To shed a tear for thee, as to have been

An actor in thy death. Thy life and age
Was but a various scene on Fortune's stage,

With whom thou tugg'st and strov'st even out of breath
In thy long toil, ne'er mastered till thy death;

And then, despite of trains and cruel wit,

Thou didst at once subdue malice and it.

"I dare not then so blast thy memory
As say I do lament or pity thee.
Were I to choose a subject to bestow
My pity on, he should be one as low
In spirit as desert; that durst not die,
But rather were content by slavery
To purchase life: or I would pity those,

Thy most industrious and friendly foes,

Who, when they thought to make thee scandal's story,
Lent thee a swifter flight to heaven and glory;
That thought, by cutting off some withered days
Which thou could'st spare them, to eclipse thy praise;
Yet gave it brighter foil; made thy ag'd fame
Appear more white and fair than foul their shame;
And did promote an execution

Which, but for them, nature and age had done.

"Such worthless things as these were only born
To live on pity's alms, too mean for scorn.

Thou diedst an envious wonder, whose high fate
The world must still admire, scarce imitate."

(From Bishop Henry King's "Poems, Elegies, Paradoxes, and Sonnets," 1657, p. 97, as "An Elegy upon S. W. R." Also in Oldys, p. ccxxxi.)

3.

"Great heart, who taught thee thus to die,
Death yielding thee the victory?

Where took'st thou leave of life? If here,
How could'st thou be so free from fear?
But sure thou diedst, and quittedst the state
Of flesh and blood before that fate:
Else what a miracle were wrought,-
To triumph both in life and thought!
I saw in every stander by

Pale Death; Life only in thine eye.
The legacy thou gav'st, we then
Will sue for, when thou diest again.
Farewell! Truth shall this story say,-
We died,-thou only livedst that day!"

a

(Printed in Shirley's "Life of Raleigh," ad fin., as taste of the poetry of those times." It occurs in MS. Rawl. Misc. 699, p. 35, along with the preceding elegy; also among the Hawthornden MSS. vol. viii. as by "A. B.," and was printed from this last copy by Mr. Laing, "Arch. Scot." iv. 238.)

APPENDIX B.

ALPHABETICAL LIST OF POEMS WHICH HAVE

BEEN ASCRIBED TO SIR W. RALEIGH
WITHOUT OR AGAINST EVIDENCE.

1.

RE women fair? aye, wondrous fair to see too.". Included among "Poems supposed to be written by Sir W. Raleigh," in the Lee Priory ed. of Davison's "Poetical Rhapsody," vol. ii. p. 89, on no evidence but the signature "Ignoto." Title, "An Invective against Women." An anonymous copy in the Percy folio; see Furnivall's edit. vol. iii. p. 364.

2. "As at noon Dulcina rested."-Given to Raleigh in Ellis's "Specimens," edit. 1801 (not retained in edit. 1811). Thence Cayley and Brydges, and the Oxford editors. No evidence whatever. An anonymous copy in the Percy folio; see Furnivall's edit. vol. iv. p. 32.

3. "Come, gentle herdman, sit by me."-Among Ra leigh's poems in Lee Priory ed. of Davison's "Poetical Rhapsody" (as above), vol. ii. p. 92. No evidence but the signature" Ignoto." Title, Eclogue."

4. "Come, live with me and be my dear."-E. H., p. 216, as a second reply to Marlowe's song (see this vol. p. 10). It is headed, "Another of the same nature made since," and signed "Ignoto." Hence claimed for Raleigh by Ellis, Cayley, Brydges, and the Oxford editors.

5." Corydon, arise, my Corydon."-E. H., p. 73, signed Ignoto." Hence claimed for Raleigh by Brydges and the Oxford editors. There is an anonymous copy in the "CrownGarland of Golden Roses," 1612, p. 63, repr.

6. "Court's commender, state's maintainer."-A defence of "The Lie" in the Ashm. MSS.; claimed for Raleigh by the Oxford editors. (See it in this vol. above, p. xxvii.)

7. "Court's scorn, state's disgracing."-The attack to which the above is a reply. Printed among Raleigh's poems by the Oxford editors. (See it in this vol. above, p. xxvii.)