706 APPENDIX II. LETTERS FROM SPENSER (IMMERITO) TO GABRIEL HARVEY. TO THE WORSHIPFULL FELLOW OF TRINITIE HALL IN CAMBRIDGE.* GooD Master G. I perceive by your most curteous and frendly Letters your good will to be no lesse in deed than I alwayes esteemed. In recompence wherof, think I beseech you, that I wil spare neither Speech nor wryting, nor aught else, whensoever, and wheresoever occasion shal be offred me: yea, I will not stay, till it be offred, but will seeke it in al that possibly I may. And that you may perceive how much your Counsel in al things prevaileth with me, and how altogither I am ruled and over. ruled thereby: I am now determined to alter mine owne former purpose, and to subscribe to your advizement: being notwithstanding resolved stil, to abide your farther resolution. My principal doubts are these. First, I was minded for a while to have intermitted the uttering of my writings: leaste by over-much cloying their noble eares. I should gather a contempt of myself, or else seeme rather for gaine and commoditie to doe it, for some sweetnesse that I have already tasted. Then also, meseemeth, the work too base for his excellent Lordship, being made in honour of a private Personage unknowne, which of some yl-willers might be upbraided not to be so worthie, as you knowe she is or the matter not so weightie, that it should be offred to so welghtie a Personage: or the like. The selfe former Title still liketh me well ynongh, and your fine Addition no lesse. If these, and the like doubtes, maye be of importaunce in your seeming, to frustrate any parte of your advice, I beseeche you without the least selfe love of your own purpose, concell me for the beste: and the rather doe it faithfullye and carefully, for that, in all things I attribute so muche to your judgement, that I am evermore content to annihilate mine owne determinations, in respecte thereof. And indeede for your selfe to, it sitteth with yon now, to call your wits and senses togither (which are alwaies at call) when Occasion is so fairely offered of Estimation and Preferment. For whiles the iron is hote, it is good striking, and minds of Noble: varie as their Estates. Verum ne quid durius. Reprinted from Two other very commendable Letters, of the same mens writing: both touching the f resaid Artificiall Versifying, a certain other Particulars.-More lately delivered nto the Printer. -Imprinted at London by H. Bynnemann, dwelling in Thames streate, neere unto Baynardes Castell. Anno Domini, 1580. Cum gratia et privilegio Regiæ Majestatis.' I pray you bethinke you well hereof, good Maister G. and forthwith write me those two or three special points and caveats for the nonce, De quibus in superioribus illis mellitissimis longissimisque Litteris tuis. Your desire to heare of my late being with hir Majestie muste dye in it selfe. As for the twoo worthy Gentlemen, Master Sidney and Master Dyer, they have me, I thanke them, in some use of familiarity: of whom and to whome, what speache passeth for youre credite and estimation, I leave to your selfe to conceive, having alwayes so well conceived of my unfained affection and zeale towardes you. And nowe they have proclaimed in their away a general surceasing and silence of balde Rymers, and also of the verie beste to: in stende whereof they haue, by authoritie of their whole Senate, prescribed certaine Lawes and rules of Quantities of Englishe sillables for English Verse: having had thereof already great practise, and drawen mee to their faction. Newe Bookes 1 heare of none, but only of one, that writing a certaine Booke, called The Schoole of Abuse, and dedicating it to Maister Sidney, was for his labor scorned: if at leaste it be in the goodnesse of that nature to scorne. Suche follie is it, not to regarde aforehande the inclination and qualitie of him to whome wee dedicate oure Bookes. Suche mighte I happily incurre entituling My Slomber and the other Pamphlets unto his honor. I meant them rather to Maister Dyer. But I am of late more in love wyth my Englishe Versifying than with Ryming: whyche I should have done long since, if I would then haue followed your councell. jam tum suspicabar cum Aschamo sapere: RunC Aulam video egregios alere Poètas Anglicos. Sed te soit m Maister E. K. hartily desireth to be commended unto your Worshippe: of whome what accompte he maketh, your selfe shall hereafter perceive, by hys paynefull and dutifull Verses of your eife. Thus much was written at Westminster yesternight: but comming this morning, beeing the sixteenth of October, to Mystresse Kerkes, to have it delivered to the Carrier, I receyved your letter, sente me the laste weeke: whereby I perceive you otherwhiles continue your old exercise of Versifying in Englishe; whych glorie I had now thought shoulde have bene onely ours heere at London and the Court. Truste me, your Verses I like passingly well, ani envye your hidden paines in this kinde, or rather maligne, and grudge at your selfe, that woulde not once imparte so muche to me. But once or twice you make a breache in Maister Drants Rules: gum tamen condonabimus tanto Poëtæ, tuæque ipsius marima in his rebus autoritati. You shall see when we meete in London (whiche, when it shall be, certifye us) howe fast I have followed after you in that Course: beware leaste in time I overtake you. Veruntamen te solum sequar, (ut sæpenumero sum professus,) nunquam sanè assequar dum vivam. And nowe requite I you with the like, not with the verye beste, but with the verye shortest, namely, with a few lambickes: I dare warrant they be precisely perfect for the feete (as you can easily judge), and varie not one inch from the Rule. I will imparte yours to Maister Sidney and Maister Dyer at my nexte going to the Courte. mine close to your selfe, or your verie entire friendes, I praye you, keepe Maister Preston, Maister Still, and the reste. If at hir Virginals, tell hir, I can heare no mirth. Asked why? say: Waking Love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging Love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting Love marreth the Musicall. Tell hir, that hir pleasures were wonte to lull me asleepe: Tell hir, that hir beanie was wonte to feede mine eyes: Tell hir, that hir sweete Tongue was wonte to make me mirth. Nowe doe I nightly waste, wanting my kindely reste: Nowe doe I dayly starve, wanting my lively foode: Nowe doe I alwayes dye, wanting thy timely mirth. And if I waste, who will bewaile my heavy chaunce? And if I starve, who will record my cursed end? And if I dye, who will saye: this was Immerito? I thought once agayne here to haue made an ende, with a heartie Vale of the best fashion: but loe an ylfavoured myschaunce! My last farewell, whereof I made great accompt, and muche mar velled you shoulde make no mention thereof, I am nowe tolde (in the Divels name) was thorough one mans negligence quite forgotten, but shoulde nowe undoubtedly have beene sent, whether I hadde come, or no. Seeing it can now be no otherwise, I pray you take all togither, wyth all their faultes : and nowe I hope, you will vonchsafe mee answeare of the largest size, or else I tell you true, you shall bee verye deepe in my debte: notwythstandyng thys other sweete, but shorte letter, and fine, but fewe Verses. But I woulae rather I might see youre owne good selfe, and receive a Reciprocall farewell from your owne sweete mouth. an 707 Ad ornatissimum virum, multis jam diu NOMINIBUS CLARISSIMUM G. H. IMMERITO sui, mox in Gallias navigaturi, evruxeiv. Sic malus egregium, sic non inimicus Amicum; Sicque novus veterem jubet ipse Poeta Poëtam, Salvere, ac cælo, post secula multa secundo Jam reducem, cœlo mage, quàm nunc ipse, secundo Utier. Ecce Deus, (modò sit Deus ille, renixum Qui vocet in scelus, et juratos perdat amores Ecce Dens mihi clara dedit modè signa Marinas, Et sua veligero lenis parat Equora Ligno: Mox sulcanda, snas etiam pater Eolus Iras Ponit, et ingentes animos Aquilonis-Cuneta viis sic apta meis: ego solus ineptus. Nam mihi nescio quo mens saucia vulnere, dudum Fluctuat ancipiti Pelago, dum Navita proram Invalidam validus rapit huc Amor, et rapit ille. Consiliis Ratio melioribus usa, decusque Immortale levi diffessa Cupidinis Arcu. Angimur hoc dubio, et portu vexamur in ipso. Magne pharetrati nunc tu contemptor Amoris, (ld tibi Dii nomen precor haud impune remittant) Hos nodos exsolve, et eris mihi magnus Apollo. Ergo nihil laudi reputas æquale perenni, Amores, spectacula, Conculcare soles, ut humum. et ludibria sensus. Digna meo certè Harveio sententia, digna Oratore amplo, et generoso pectore, quam non Stoica formidet veterum Sapientia vinclis Sancire æternis: sapor haud tamen omnibus idein. Dicitur effæti proles facunda Laërtæ, Tu tamen illudis: tua Magnificentia tanta est: temnis. Næ tu grande sapis, Sapor at sapientia non est : 222 Insignire volet, Populoque placere faventi, Grande sui decus ii, nostri sed dedecus ævi :) quam: Utile nunc etiam, ô utinam quoque dulce dedis sent. Dii mihi (quippe Diis æquivalia maxima parvis) dendis Non nimis ingenio Juvenem infœlic e virentes cetur ?) Et pede Clibosas fesso calcabimus Alpes. I was minded also to have sent you some English Leycester House, this 5 [? 16] of October, 1579. TO MY LONG APPROOVED AND SINGULAR GOOD Master H. I doubt not but you have some Quis tibi Litterulas? quis carmen amore petul- to us, from whose eyes, you save, you keepe in a cum! Musa sub Oebalii desueta cacumine montis, &c. manner nothing hidden. Little newes is here stirred but that olde greate matter still depending. His Honoure never better. I thinke the Earthquake was also there wyth you (which I would gladly learne) as it was here with us: overthrowing divers old buildings and peeces of Churches. Sure verye straunge to be hearde of in these Countries, and Of Lovers Miseries which maketh his bloodie Wote ye why, his Moother with a Veale hath Coovered his Face? Trust me, least he my Loove happely chaunce to beholde. Seeme they comparable to those two, which I That which I eate did I joy, and that which I As for those many goodly matters leaft I for others. I would hartily wish, you would either send me 709 the Countrey, that he passeth thorough, and also describe all the Rivers throughout Englande, whyche came to this Wedding, and their righte names, and right passage, &c. A worke, beleeve me, of muca labour, wherein notwithstanding Master Holinshed hath muche furthered and advantaged me, who therein hath bestowed singular paines, in searching oute their firste heades and sources: and also in tracing and dogging oute all their Course, til they fall into the Sea. O Tite, siquid, ego, Ecquid erit pretij? But of that more hereafter. Nowe, my Dreames and Dying Pellicane, being fully finished (as I partelye signified in my laste Letters) and presentlye to bee imprinted, I wil in hande forthwith with my Faery Queene, whyche I praye you hartily send me with al expedition and your frendly Letters, and long expected Judgement wythal, whyche let not be shorte, but in all pointes snche, as you ordinarilye use, and 1 extraordinarily desire. Multum vale. Sed, amabo te, meum Corculum tibi se ex animo comWestminster. mendat plurimùm : jamdiu mirata, te nihil ad literas Quarto Nonas Aprilis 1580. suas responsi dedisse. tale sit: Mihi certè quidemerit, neque tibi hercle impunè, ut opinor, Iterum vale, & quàm voles sœpè, Vide quæso, ne id tibi CapiYours alwayes to commaunde, Postscripte. IMMERITO. alone, being growen by meanes of the Glosse I take best my Dreames shoulde come forth full as great as my Calendar. (running continually in maner of a Paraphrase) coursed of E. K. and the pictures so singularly set things excellently, and many things wittily disTherin be some there, he could (I think) nor amende the beste, nor forth and purtrayed, as if Michael Angelo were reprehende the worst. dressed you knowe to whome, must more advisethem passing wel. Of my Stemmata Dudleiana, and I know you woulde lyke especially of the sundry Apostrophes therein, adhow beit, trust me (though I doe never very well) ment be had, than so lightly to sende them abroade : tamen te sequor solùm: nunquam verò assequar. yet, in my owne fancie, I never dyd better. Verun EXTRACT FROM HARVEY'S REPLY.* But Master Collin Cloute is not every body, and Master Hobbinoll be as little beholding to their albeit his olde Companions, Master Cuddy and Mistresse Poetrie, as ever you writ: yet he peradventure by the meanes of hir special favour. and some personall priviledge, may happely live by Dying Pellicanes, and purchase great landes, and lordshippes, with the money, which his Calendar and Dreames have, and will affourde him. Extra jocum, I like your Dreames passingly well: and the rather, bicause they savour of that singular extraordinarie veine and invention, which I ever fancied Petrarche, Aretine, Pasquill, and all the most delimoste, and in a maner admired onelye in Lucian, ar Letters, &c.' cate, and fine conceited Grecians and Italians: (for the Romanes to speake of, are but verye ciphars in this kinde :) whose chiefest endevour, and drifte was, to have nothing vulgare, but in some respecte or other, and especially in lively hyperbolicall amplifications, rare, queint, and odde in every pointe, and as a man would saye, a degree or two at the lcaste, above the reache, and compasse of a common schollers capacitie. In whiche respecte notwithstanding, as well for the singularitie of the manner, as the Divinitie of the matter, I hearde once a Divine, preferre Saint Johns Revelation before al the veriest Metaphysicall Visions, and jollyest conceited Dreames or Extasies, that ever were devised by one or other, howe admirable, or super excellent soever they seemed otherwise to the worlde. And truely I am so confirmed in this opinion, that when I bethinke me of the verie notablest, and moste wonderful Propheticall, or Poeticall Vision, that ever I read, or hearde, me seemeth the proportion is so unequall, that there hardly appeareth anye semblaunce of Comparison: no more in a maner especially for Poets) then doth betweene the incomprehensible Wisdome of God, and the sensible Wit of man. But what needeth this digression between you and me? I dare saye you wyll holde yourselfe reaSonably wel satisfied, if youre Dreames be but as well esteemed of in Englande, as Petrarches Visions be in Italy: which I assure you, is the very worst I wish you. But, see, how I have the Arte Memorative at commaundement. In good faith I had once againe nigh forgotten your Faerie Queene: howbeit by good chaunce, I have nowe sent hir home at the laste, neither in better nor worse case, then I founde hir. And must you of necessitie hare my judgement of hir indeede? To be plaine, I am voyde of al judgement, if your Nine Comedies, whereunto in imitation of Herodotus, you give the names of the Nine Muses (and in one mans fansie not unworthy) come not neerer Ariostoes Comœdies, eyther for the finenesse of plausible Elocution, or the rarenesse of Poetical Invention, then that Elrish Queene doth to his Orlando Furioso, which notwithstanding, you wil needes seeme to emulate, and hope to overgo. as you flatly professed yourself in one of your last Letters. Besides that you know, it hath bene the usual practise of the most exquisite and odde wittes in all nations, and specially in Italie, rather to shewe, and advaunce themselves that way, then any other: as namely, those three notorious dyscoursing beads, Bibiena, Machiavel, and Aretine did, (to let Bembo and Ariosto passe) with the great admiration, and wonderment of the whole country: being in deele reputed matchable in all points, both for conceyt of Witte and eloquent decyphering of matters. either with Aristophanes and Menander in Greek, or with Plautus and Terence in Latin, or with any other, in any other tong. But I wil not stand greatly with you in your owne matters. If so be the Faery Queene be fairer in your eie than the Nine Muses, and Hobgoblin runne away with the Garland from Apollo: Marke what I saye, and yet I will not say that I thought, but there an End for this once, and fare you well, till God or some good Aungell putte you in a better minde. |