Jupiter auctiferâ lustravit lampade terras.
Or, as the same author, in his "Tusculan Questions," speaks, with more modesty than usual, of himself: Nos in diem vivimus; quodcunque animos nostros probabilitate percussit, id dicimus. It is not therefore impossible but that I may alter the conclusion of my play, to restore myself into the good graces of my fair critics; and your lordship, who is so well with them, may do me the office of a friend and patron, to intercede with them on my promise of amendment. The impotent lover in Petronius, though his was a very unpardonable crime, yet was received to mercy on the terms I offer. Summa excusationis meæ hæc est: Placebo tibi, si culpam emendare permiseris.
But I am conscious to myself of offering at a greater boldness, in presenting to your view what my meanness can produce, than in any other error of my play; and therefore make haste to break off this tedious address, which has, I know not how, already run itself into so much of pedantry, with an excuse of Tully's, which he sent with his books "De Finibus," to his friend Brutus: De ipsis rebus autem, sæpenumerò, Brute, vereor ne reprehendar, cum hæc ad te scribam, qui tum in poesi, (I change it from philosophiâ) tum in optimo genere poeseos tantum processeris. Quod si facerem quasi te erudiens, jure reprehenderer. Sed ab eo plurimùm absum: Nec, ut ea cognoscas quæ tibi notissima sunt, ad te mitto; sed quià facillimè in nomine tuo acquiesco, et quia te habeo æquissimum eorum studiorum, quæ mihi communia tecum sunt, æstimatorem et judicem. Which you may please, my lord, to apply to yourself, from him, who is,
Your Lordship's
Most obedient,
Humble servant,
Dryden.
Footnotes:
- John Sheffield, earl of Mulgrave, afterwards created marquis
of Normanby, and at length duke of Buckingham, made a great
figure during the reigns of Charles II. of his unfortunate successor,
of William the Third, and of Queen Anne. His bravery as a soldier,
and abilities as a statesman, seem to have been unquestioned;
but for his poetical reputation, he was probably much indebted
to the assistance of those wits whom he relieved and patronized.
As, however, it has been allowed a sufficient proof of wisdom in a
monarch, that he could chuse able ministers, so it is no slight commendation
to the taste of this rhyming peer, that in youth he selected
Dryden to supply his own poetical deficiencies, and in age
became the friend and the eulogist of Pope. We may observe,
however, a melancholy difference betwixt the manner in which an
independent man of letters is treated by the great, and that in
which they think themselves entitled to use one to whom their
countenance is of consequence. In addressing Pope, Sheffield contents
himself with launching out into boundless panegyric, while
his praise of Dryden, in his "Essay on Poetry," is qualified by a
gentle sneer at the "Hind and Panther," our bard's most laboured
production. His lordship is treating of satire:
- The laureat here may justly claim our praise,
- Crowned by Mack Flecnoe with immortal bays;
- Yet once his Pegasus has borne dead weight,
- Rid by some lumpish minister of state.
- Lord Mulgrave, to distinguish him by his earliest title, certainly received considerable assistance from Dryden in "The Essay on Satire," which occasioned Rochester's base revenge; and was distinguished by the name of the Rose-Alley Satire, from the place in which Dryden was way-laid and beaten by the hired bravoes of that worthless profligate. It is probable, that the patronage which Dryden received from Mulgrave, was not entirely of an empty and fruitless nature. It is at least certain, that their friendship continued uninterrupted till the death of our poet. The "Discourse upon Epic Poetry" is dedicated to Lord Mulgrave, then duke of Buckingham, and in high favour with Queen Anne, for whom he is supposed to have long cherished a youthful passion. After the grave of Dryden had remained twenty years without a memorial, this nobleman had the honour to raise the present monument at his own expence; being the latest, and certainly one of the most honourable acts of his life.
- Mr Malone, from Macky's "Secret Services," gives the following
character of Sheffield, duke of Buckingham:—"He is a nobleman
of learning and good natural parts, but of no principles.
Violent for the high church, yet seldom goes to it. Very proud,
insolent, and covetous, and takes all advantages. In paying his
debts unwilling, and is neither esteemed nor beloved; for notwithstanding
his great interest at court, it is certain he has none in either
house of parliament, or in the country. He is of a middle
stature, of a brown complexion, with a sour lofty look." Swift
sanctioned this severe character, by writing on the margin of his
copy of Macky's book, "This character is the truest of any." To
so bitter a censure, let us contrast the panegyric of Pope:
- Muse, 'tis enough; at length thy labour ends,
- And thou shalt live, for Buckingham commends;
- Let crowds of critics now my verse assail,
- Let Dennis write, and nameless numbers rail,
- This more than pays whole years of thankless pain—
- Time, health, and fortune, are not lost in vain.
- Sheffield approves; consenting Phœbus bends,
- And I and Malice from this hour are friends.
- It may be worth the attention of the great to consider the value of that genius, which can hand them down to posterity in an interesting and amiable point of view, in spite of their own imbecilities, errors, and vices. While the personal character of Mulgrave has nothing to recommend it, and his poetical effusions are sunk into oblivion, we still venerate the friend of Pope, and the protector of Dryden.
- Sheffield, duke of Buckingham, marquis of Normanby, and earl of Mulgrave, was born in 1649, and died in 1720. He was therefore twenty-seven years old when he received this dedication.
- On perusing such ill applied flattery, I know not whether we ought to feel most for Charles II. or for Dryden.
- The earl of Mulgrave, in the Dutch war of 1672, served as a volunteer on board the Victory, commanded by the earl of Ossory. He behaved with distinguished courage himself, and has borne witness to that of his unfortunate admiral, James Duke of York. His intrepid coolness appears from a passage in his Memoirs, containing the observations he made during the action, on the motion of cannon bullets in the recoil, and their effect when passing near the human body. His bravery was rewarded by his promotion to command the Katharine, the second best ship in the fleet. This vessel had been captured by the Dutch during the action, but was retaken by the English crew before she could be carried into harbour. Lord Mulgrave had a picture of the Katherine at his house in St James's Park.—See CARLETON'S Memoirs, p. 5.
- In 1548-9, there were insurrections in several counties of England, having for their object the restoration of the Catholic religion, and the redress of grievances. The insurgents in Northamptonshire were 20,000 strong, headed by one Ket, a tanner, who possessed himself of Norwich. The earl of Northampton, marching rashly and hastily against him, at the head of a very inferior force, was defeated with loss. In the rout lord Sheffield, ancestor of the earl of Mulgrave, and the person alluded to in the text, fell with his horse into a ditch, and was slain by a butcher with a club. The rebels were afterwards defeated by the earl of Warwick.—DUGDALE'S Baron, vol. ii. p. 386. HOLLINSHED, p. 1035.
- The entire passage of Lucretius is somewhat different from
this quotation:
- Quæ bene, et eximie quamvis disposta ferantur,
- Longe sunt tamen a verâ ratione repulsa.
- Omnia enim per se Divum natura necesse est
- Immortali ævo summâ cum pace fruatur,
- Semota a nostris rebus, sejunctaque longè.
- Nam privata dolore omni, privata periclis,
- Ipsa suis pollens opibus, nihil indiga nostri,
- Nec bene promeritis capitur, nec tangitur ira.
- Lib. II.
- Dryden ingeniously applies, to the calm of philosophical retirement, the Epicurean tranquillity of the Deities of Lucretius.
- The subject of this intended poem, was probably the exploits of the Black Prince. See Life.
- An incident in "Artèmenes, ou Le Grand Cyrus," a huge romance, written by Madame Scuderi.