By Jesus quoth Ben. Johnson, (his usual Oath) I believe this is my Son Randolph, which being made known to them, he was kindly entertained into their company, and Ben. Johnson ever after called him Son.
He wrote besides his Poems, the Muses Looking-glass, Jealous Lovers, and Hey for Honesty, down with Knavery, Comedies; Amintas, a Pastoral, and Aristippus, an Interlude.
Sir JOHN BEAUMONT Baronet.
Sir John Beaumont was one who Drank as deep Draughts of Helicon as any of that Age; and though not many of his Works are Extant, yet those we have be such as are displayed on the Flags of highest Invention; and may justly Stile him to be one of the chief of those great Souls of Numbers. He wrote besides several other things, a Poem of Bosworth Field, and that so Ingeniously, as one thus writes of it.
Could divine Maro, hear his Lofty Strain;
He would condemn his Works to fire again.
I shall only give you an Instance of some few lines of his out of the aforesaid Poem, and so conclude.
Here Valiant Oxford, and Fierce Norfolk meet;
And with their Spears, each other rudely greet: