'": ' Sfi ""-'" "'" EspSS ill Sm i m A\3 V Ll KARY UKJVEPSITY OF CALIFORNIA SAN Ditao DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. Drummond of H awthornden : %\\t Storg of his Jifc anb SEriirngs. BY DAVID MASSON, M.A., LL.D., PROFESSOR OF RHETORIC AND ENGLISH LITERATURE IN THE UNIVERSITY OF EDINBURGH. MAC MILL AN AND CO. i§73- PREFACE. Among the materials for this Volume may be mentioned the original and subsequent Editions of Drummond's separate Works, and of his Collected Poems, and also the first, and still unique, Edition of his Prose Works and Poems together, pub- lished at Edinburgh in 17 11 under the superintendence of Bishop Sage and Thomas Ruddiman. This Folio contained many prose pieces and some poems of Drummond's that had never seen the light before ; it included also a good many letters written by Drummond or to him ; and there was pre- fixed to it a Memoir of Drummond by Bishop Sage. To the knowledge of Drummond thus accessible nothing of conse- quence was added till 1820, when Mr. David Laing began his examination of the Hawthornden MSS., which had then for about forty years been in the possession of the Society of Anti- quaries of Scotland. By Mr. Laing's assiduity these valuable relics were properly arranged, and bound in fifteen volumes ; and the results of his examination of them took at length the form of an elaborate paper, read before the Society on the 14th of January 1828, and afterwards printed in their Transactions, with this title : " A Brief Account of the Hawthornden Manu- scripts in the possession of the Society of Antiquaries of Scot- land ; with Extracts, containing several unpublished Letters and Poems of William Drummond of Hawthornden." In the Memoir introducing this paper interesting particulars of Drum- mond's Biography, previously unknown, were ascertained and stated with all Mr. Laing's accuracy, while the appended Extracts of various kinds from the Hawthornden MSS. added about sixty quarto pages to Drummond's Remains as printed in the folio of 171 1. Few even of Mr. Laing's researches have been of greater interest than this ; and he was. fortunately able viii PREFACE. to complete it by the subsequent discovery, in the Advocates' Library in Edinburgh, of an authentic copy of the famous Notes which Drummond had left of Ben Jonson's Conversa- tions with him at Hawthornden in 1619. It may be doubted whether there has ever been a happier trouvaille of the kind than those long-missing Notes, first produced by Mr. Laing before the Society of Scottish Antiquaries on the 9th of January 1832, and afterwards printed in the same Volume of their Transactions which contains the Account of the Haw- thornden MSS., and also separately as one of the publications of the Shakespeare Society of London. They were a flash of light on the literary and social history of England in the reign of James I., and on the lives of Ben Jonson and Drummond in particular. In the following pages I have availed myself of parts of them, as well as of some of Mr. Laing's Extracts from the Hawthornden MSS. and his accompanying elucidations. For my private satisfaction, indeed, I thought it right to obtain leave to turn over the Hawthornden MSS. themselves, in the convenient form in which Mr. Laing's care has pre- served them in the Library of the Scottish Society of Antiquaries in Edinburgh. Mr. Laing's examination of these MSS., however, had been so minute, and his report of theii contents so exact, that I might have saved myself the trouble. It has been of use mainly as yielding me those lively impressions of fact and character which are always to be derived from a direct inspection of autographs and the originals of documents. For similar impressions of Drummond I am indebted to the access I have have had to the collection of books once belonging to him, and many of them with marks in his handwriting, which is now preserved, as a special dona- tion from himself to his Alma Mater, in the Library of the University of Edinburgh. Of the more miscellaneous materials employed in the Narrative a sufficient idea will be obtained from the text or from the occasional foot-notes. One further acknowledgment, however, is expressly due in this Preface ; and it is still to Mr. David Laing. To him, " easily the prince " of living authorities in all matters of Scottish Literary History and Biography, I owe my best thanks, not only for the use made of his published Drummond researches, but also for help and advice given to myself during the passage of this Volume through the press. They were given with all the precision of his full knowledge, PREFACE. i x and with the generous readiness of one who has long made it his duty to forward every inquiry in the department of infor- mation over which he presides. There are about half-a-dozen professed portraits of Drum- mond, some of them quite uncertified, and some of them (as is the case with professed portraits of most of the celebrities of his time) mutually irreconcileable. There is no doubt as to the authenticity of the one selected for this volume. It is the portrait engraved by Gaywood for the original Edition of Drummond's " History of the Five Jameses," published in 1655, or less than six years after his death. As that volume appeared under the care of his son and of other surviving relatives and friends, the portrait must have been chosen by the family as, on the whole, the best. It is farther sanctioned by having been re-engraved, in larger size and clumsier style, for the folio Edition of Drummond's whole works in 17 n, when his son was still alive to take filial interest in such a matter. Mr. Jeens, in his engraving after Gaywood, has avoided all fallacious touching-up. He has kept true to the original, even in points where the art may have seemed to him crude or quaint. — The Vignette of Hawthornden House represents the house in what I consider its most characteristic aspect. — The subjoined fac-simile of Drummond's autograph is from his copy of the Works of Samuel Daniel (London Edition of 1602), now in the Library of Edinburgh University. Edinburgh, November, 1873. CONTENTS. HAWTHORNDEN. CHAPTER I. PAGE I CHAPTER II. DRUMMOND IN HIS FATHERS LIFE-TIME. . , . -7 CHAPTER III. THE YOUNG LAIRD OF HAWTHORNDEN : HIS TASTES AND SURROUNDINGS : STATE OF LITERATURE IN SCOTLAND. 1 7 CHAP 'PER IV. TEA RS ON THE DEA TH OF MCELIAUES : FIRST MEETING WITH SIR WILLIAM ALEXANDER : MISS CUNNINGHAM OF BARNS AND THE STORY OF DRUMMOND'S FIRST LOVE : PUBLICA- TION OF HIS POEMS: KING JAMES IN SCOTLAND : FORTH FEAST IX C. 3^ CHAPTER V. DRUMMOND'S POETRY : FARTHER SPECIMENS, WITH A CRITICISM. . . . . . . • .61 xii CONTENTS. CHAPTER VI. PAGE LITERARY LONDON : DRUMMOND S CORRESPONDENCE' WITH DRAYTON : BEN JONSON's JOURNEY TO SCOTLAND : HIS VISIT TO DRUMMOND AND THEIR HAWTHORNDEN CONVERSATIONS. . . . . . . -74 CHAPTER VII. LAST SIX YEARS OF KING JAMES'S REIGN : KERR OF ANCRAM'S BANISHMENT : AFFAIRS OF SIR WILLIAM ALEXANDER : VARIOUS LETTERS OF DRUMMOND : HIS FLOWERS OF SION AND CYPRESS GROVE. . . . II 5 CHAPTER VIII. FIRST FIVE YEARS OF THE REIGN OF CHARLES I. : DRUM- MOND'S PATENT FOR MECHANICAL INVENTIONS, AND HIS GIFT TO EDINBURGH , UNIVERSITY : UNCERTAINTY OF HIS WHEREABOUTS DURING THOSE FIVE YEARS : PROBABLY ABROAD FOR THE MOST PART. . . -153 CHAP TER IX. DRUMMOND BACK IN HAWTHORNDEN : MORE LETTERS OF HIS : DEATH OF DRAYTON : THE STRATHERNE-MENTEITH SCANDAL : DRUMMOND'S INTERFERENCE IN IT : HIS MARRIAGE. . . . . . . . -173 CHA P TER X. Charles's coronation visit to Scotland, with laud in his train : laud's projects for scotland : drum- mond's reflections on the same. . . . 1 96 CONTENTS. xiii CHAPTER XI. PACK POETRY AND VERSE EXCHANGED FOR HISTORY AND PROSE : DRUMMOND'S CORRESPONDENCE WITH THE EARL OF PERTH AND INTEREST IN THE DRUMMOND GENEALOGY : HISTORY OF THE FIVE JAMESES COMMENCED : A GLIMPSE OF SCOT OF SCOTSTARVET. . . . . 214 CHAP TER XII. PROGRESS OF LAUD'S POLICY IN SCOTLAND : DRUMMOND'S POSITION : THE BALMERINO BUSINESS : DRUMMOND'S MANLY LETTER ABOUT IT : THE EARL OF STIRLING'S UNPOPULARITY : THE NEW SCOTTISH SERVICE BOOK. . 22e., published at Edinburgh in the following year.- Perhaps the drollest portion of the contents is an account of a formal Disputation for his Majesty's entertainment by the Professors of the University of Edinburgh. Actually, he had all of them out to Stirling Castle for the purpose on the 19th of July, where they had to fight before him in Latin for a whole evening, in the established academic style, like game- cocks in gowns, on certain selected questions for debate. Oc- casionally he struck in himself; and at the end, after supper, when they were brought in to be thanked, he complimented them before his courtiers thus : " Methinks these gentlemen, " by their very names, have been destined for the part which " they have performed to-day. Adam was the first father of all, " and therefore very fitly Adanison [Mr. John Adamson, an " ex-Professor whom Principal Charteris had deputed to preside " for him on the occasion] had the first part in this act. The " defender is justly called Fairly [Mr. James Fairly, one of the " Regents] : his theses had some fairiies, and he sustained " them very fairly, and with many fair lies given to his " opponents. And why should not Mr. Sands [Mr. Patrick "Sands, an ex-Regent] be the first to enter the sands? But " now I clearly see that all sands are not barren, for certainly " he hath shown a fertile wit. Mr. Young [Mr. Andrew " Young, one of the Regents] is very old m. Aristotle; and Mr. " Reid [Mr. James Reid, another Regent] need not be red " with blushing for his acting to-day. Mr. King [Mr. William " King, another Regent] disputed very kingly, and of a kingly jEtat. 28-32. FORTH FEASTING. 55 " purpose, concerning the royal supremacy of reason over anger " and all passions." No notice having been taken of the Principal of the University, Mr. Henry Charteris, who, though he had shrunk from appearing in the debate, was one of the company, and the King having been reminded of this by some one, the omission was at once remedied thus : " Well, his " name agreeth very well with his nature ; for charters contain " much matter, yet say nothing, but put great purposes in " men's mouths." Whatever may have been thought of these royal compliments by their recipients, what followed made amends. "lam so satisfied" continued his Majesty, "with " this day's exercise, that I will be god-father to the College of " Edinburgh, and have it called The College of King James; " for, after the foundation of it had been stopped for several " years in my minority, as soon as I came to any knowledge, I " zealously held hand to it, and caused it to be established. " And, although many look upon it with an evil eye, yet I will " have them to know that, having given it this name, I have " espoused its quarrel." To the extent of giving the University the benefit of his name, he was as good as his word ; for he forwarded from Paisley, July 25, 1617, a letter to the Magis- trates and Town Council of Edinburgh, ordering it to be called thenceforth The College of King James.* Drummond, who may have been drawn from his retirement by the whirl and excitement of the King's Visit to Scotland, and involved in it to some small extent personally, thought it his duty, at all events, not to be wanting with his own par- ticular tribute of respect. Accordingly, by far the finest literary product of the Visit was a longish English Poem of his in * The actual speeches in the disputation, by Adamson, Sands, Young, Reid, and King, are given in The Muses' Welcome, pp. 221 -23 1 ; but the King's punning colloquy at supper is only generally described there, and its substance given in a set of English verses, and three Latin versions of the same, written, by way of report, by some of the learned auditors. I take the extended prose report of his Majesty's discourse from Dalzel's History of the University of Edinburgh, II., 67, 68. 5 6 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. which he represented the River Forth and all her region as rejoicing and vocal with the unusual honour. Forth Feasting: A Panegyric to the Kings Most Excellent Majesty is the title of the Poem. Though afterwards included in the general col- lection of the Memorials of the Visit, it was separately published at Edinburgh in 1617, and, of course, by Andro Hart. By this time, indeed, one begins to connect the old printer with Drummond, and to fancy Drummond's lounges in Andro Hart's shop in the High Street, for the purpose of looking over Hart's books, and especially the foreign books which he imported, as one of his weekly recreations. " Weel, Hawthornden, and hoo are you the day ?" we seem to hear the old printer saying to him regularly every time he dropped in. Forth Feasting will be sufficiently described by four extracts : — THE FORTH'S INVITATION TO THE SCOTTISH STREAMS AND LAKES. " And you, my Nymphs, rise from your moist repair ; Strew all your springs and grots with lilies fair : Some swiftest-footed get her hence and pray Our floods and lakes come keep this holiday:— Whate'er beneath Albania's hills do run, Which see the rising or the setting sun, Which drink stern Grampius' mists or Ochils' snows : Stone-rolling Tay, Tyne tortoise-like that flows, The pearly Don, the Dees, the fertile Spey, Wild Navern, which doth see our longest day, Ness smoking sulphur, Leven with mountains crowned, Strange Lomond for his floating isles renowned, The Irish Ryan, Ken, the silver Ayr, The snaky Doune, the Ore with rushy hair, The crystal-streaming Nid, loud-bellowing Clyde, Tweed, which no more our kingdoms shall divide, Rank-swelling Annan, Lid with curled streams, The Esks, the Solway where they lose their names : To every one proclaim our joys and feasts, Our triumphs ; bid all come and be our guests." SKETCH OF KING JAMES'S LIFE. " When years thee vigour gave, O then how clear Did smothered sparkles in bright flames appear! Amongst the woods to force a flying hart, Mtat.2%-12. FORTH FEASTING. 57 To pierce the mountain-wolf with feathered dart, See falcons climb the clouds, the fox ensnare, Outrun the wind-outrunning da?dal hare, To loose a trampling steed alongst a plain, And in meandering gyres him bring again, The press thee making place, were vulgar things. In admiration's air, on glory's wings, O ! thou far from the common pitch didst rise, With thy designs to dazzle Envy's eyes ! Thou sought'st to know this All's eternal source ; Of ever-turning heavens the restless course, Their fixed eyes, their lights which wandering run ; Whence Moon her silver hath, his gold the Sun ; If Destine be or no, if planets can By fierce aspects force the free will of man ; The light and spiring fire, the liquid air, The flaming dragons, comets with red hair, Heaven's tilting lances, artillery and bow, Loud-sounding trumpets, darts of hail and snow, The roaring element with people dumb, The Earth, with what conceived is in her womb, What on her moves, were set unto thy sight, Till thou didst find their causes, essence, might. But unto nought thou so thy mind didst strain As to be read in man and learn to reign, To know the weight and Atlas of a crown, To spare the humble, proudlings pester down. When from those piercing cares which thrones invest, As thorns the rose, thou wearied wouldst thee rest, With lute in hand, full of celestial fire, To the Pierian groves thou didst retire : There, garlanded with all Urania's flowers, In sweeter lays than builded Thebas's towers, Or them which charmed the dolphins in the main, Or which did call Eurydice again, Thou sung'st away the hours, till from their sphere Stars seemed to shoot, thy melody to hear. The god with golden hair, the sister maids, Left nymphal Helicon, their Tempe's shades, To see thine Isle; here lost their native tongue, And in thy world-divided language sung." JAMES'S PEACEFUL REIGN. " That murder, rapine, lust, are fled to hell, And in their rooms with us the Graces dwell, That honour more than riches men respect, That worthiness than gold doth more effect, That piety unmasked shows her face, 5 8 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHOKNDEN. That innocency keeps with power her place, That long-exiled Astrasa leaves the heaven, And useth right her sword, her weights holds even, That the Saturnian world is come again, Are wished effects of thy most happy reign. That daily peace, love, truth, delights, increase, And discord, hate, fraud, with encumbers cease, That men use strength not to shed others' blood, But use their strength now to do others good. That fury is enchained, disarmed wrath, That, save by Nature's hand, there is no death, That late grim foes like brothers other love, That vultures prey not on the harmless dove, That wolves with lambs do friendship entertain, Are wished effects of thy most happy reign. That towns increase, that ruined temples rise, And their wind-moving vanes plant in the skies, That ignorance and sloth hence run away, That buried arts now rouse them to the day, That Hyperion far beyond his bed Doth see our lions ramp, our roses spread, That Iber courts us, Tiber not us charms, That Rhine with hence-brought beams his bosom warms, That evil us fear and good us do maintain, Are wished effects of thy most happy reign." PRAYER TO JAMES TO REMAIN IN SCOTLAND. " O ! long, long haunt these bounds, which by thy sight Have now regained their former heat and light ! Here grow green woods, here silver brooks do glide, Here meadows stretch them out, with painted pride Embroidering all the banks ; here hills aspire To crown their heads with the ethereal fire — Hills, bulwarks of our freedom, giant walls, Which never fremdling's slight nor sword made thralls ; Each circling flood to Thetis tribute pays ; Men here in health outlive old Nestor's days; Grim Saturn yet amongst our rocks remains, Bound in our caves with many-metaled chains ; Our flocks fair fleeces bear, with which for sport Endymion of old the moon did court ; High-palmed harts amidst our forests run, And, not impaled, the deep-mouthed hounds do shun; The rough-foot hare him in our bushes shrouds, And long-winged hawks do perch amidst our clouds. The wanton wood-nymphs of the verdant spring Blue, golden, purple flowers shall to thee bring ; Pomona's fruits the panisks ; Thetis' girls j&tat. 28-32. FORTH FEASTING. 59 Thy Thule's amber with the ocean pearls ; The Tritons, herdsmen of the glassy field, Shall give thee what far-distant shores can yield, The Serian fleeces, Erythrean gems, Vast Plata's silver, gold of Peru streams, Antarctic parrots, Ethiopian plumes, Sabaean odours, myrrh, and sweet perfumes ; And 1 myself, wrapt in a watchet gown, Of reeds and lilies on my head a crown, Shall incense to thee burn, green altars raise, And yearly sing due paeans to thy praise." Naturally, one stumbles a little now over such panegyric on King James. The contrast between such passages and what is now universally felt and written about the same king might check our modern flatterers and make living princes shudder. The Scottish Solomon, however, had some good confused quali- ties, which could perhaps be construed into " great " while he shambled about alive; and Drummond, when he wrote so, under the license of the poetic form, and amid the pageantry of a patriotic occasion, need not be thought of as even smilingly dishonest. How did Bacon speak and write of James, and how had Shakespeare himself written poetically of him at the end of his King Henry Villi Drummond's panegyric was at least disinterested. No honour or emolument came to him from King James's visit, and none had been expected. More fortunate in this respect was his brother-in-law, Mr. John Scot, the Director of the Scottish Chancery. This gentleman and lawyer, whom we left in 1610 as Mr. John Scot of Knightspottie, in Perthshire, had been getting on in the world since then, and no longer bore that inherited designation. In October 161 1, being then only twenty-five years of age, he had obtained a charter of the lands of Overtown, Nethertown, Caiplie, and Pitcorthie, in Fifeshire ; in November of the same year he had obtained a charter of the lands and barony of Tarvet, in the same county, with a strong old tower on the lands, which is still extant; and, after wavering about for a new collective name for all this acquired property, 6o DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. , and contenting himself apparently for some time with the translation of his title from " Scot of Knightspottie " to " Scot of Caiplie," he had conceived the bright idea of com- bining the name Scot with the name Tarvet, and re-christening all his Fifeshire lands as Scotstarvet. This having been at length duly confirmed by legal ceremonial, he becomes hence- forth for us, as he has long been in Scottish memory, " Scot of Scotstarvet.'' Nay, but there was more. The King's visit of 1617, bringing honours to so many of his countrymen, did not leave him undistinguished. He had knighthood conferred upon him, and was appointed one of his Majesty's Scottish Privy Council. He, therefore, became " Sir John Scot of Scotstarvet," and his wife, the Poet's sister, became Lady of Scotstarvet. Several sons and daughters of a total family of nine had already been born to them. When Drummond visited Scotstarvet, near Cupar, it was but a good forenoon's walk to Barns, between Crail and Kilrenny, where the beautiful Miss Cunningham had lived, or to the banks of the Ore Water, where he had first met her. CHAPTER V. drummond's poetry : FARTHER specimens, with a criticism. 1617 — 161s. HP HE year 161 7, which we have now reached, is a con- venient stopping-place in Drummond's life, and gives pause for a little critical enquiry. At the age of thirty-one, by three several publications in Edinburgh, he may be said now to have offered 'himself, however modestly, into that fraternity of English poets proper, into which, by the votes of its London committee of chiefs, only Sir William Alexander, and perhaps Sir Robert Aytoun, of his contemporary fellow-countrymen, had been admitted before him. What was likely to be the judg- ment on these offered poems of a new candidate, these strains from Hawthornden ? Before trying to answer this question, it is right, in justice to Drummond, to have a few more specimens from him before us. What has been already quoted is available as evidence ; but, as most of those passages have been quoted for biographic and historic reasons, they do not exhibit Drum- mond fully in his intellectual and poetical character, and it is right that we should see him in a few more extracts that may supply the deficiency : — sonnet. " The Sun is fair, when he with crimson crown And flaming rubies leaves his eastern bed ; Fair is Thaumantia in her crystal gown, When clouds engemmed hang azure, white, and red ; To western worlds when wearied day goes down, And from Heaven's windows each star shows her head, Earth's silent daughter, Night, is fair, though brown ; 62 DRUMMOND OF IIAWTHORNDEN. Fair is the Moon, though in love's livery clad ; Fair Chloris is when she doth paint Aprile ; Fair are the meads, the woods ; the floods are fair ; Fair looketh Ceres with her yellow hair, And apples' Queen when rose-cheeked she doth smile. That Heaven and Earth and Seas are fair is true; Yet true that all please not so much as you." ADDRESS TO THE DEAD PRINCE. ' Dear Ghost, forgive these our untimely tears, By which our loving mind, though weak, appears ; Our loss, not thine, when we complain, we weep. For thee the glistering walls of Heaven do keep Beyond the Planets' wheels, above that source Of Spheres that turns the lower in its course; Where Sun doth never set, nor ugly Night Ever appears in mourning garments dight; Where Boreas' stormy trumpet doth not sound, Nor clouds, in lightning bursting, minds astound. From care's cold climates far and hot desire, Where time is banished, ages ne'er expire, Amongst pure sprites environed with beams, Thou think'st all things below to be but dreams, And joy'st to look down to the azured bars Of Heaven, indented all with streaming stars, And in their turning temples to behold In silver robe the Moon, the Sun in gold, Like young eye-speaking lovers in a dance, With majesty by turns retire, advance. Thou wonder'st Earth to see hang like a ball, Closed in the ghastly cloister of this All ; And that poor men should grow so madly fond To toss themselves for a small foot of ground ; Nay, that they even dare brave the powers above From this base stage of change that cannot move." Mceliades. A KISS. " Hark, happy lovers, hark ! This first and last of joys, This sweetener of annoys, This nectar of the gods Ye call a kiss, is with itself at odds, And half so sweet is not In equal measure got At light of sun as it is in the dark : Hark, happy lovers, hark ! " ^Etat. 32-33. HIS POETRY: MORE SPECIMENS. 63 A VISION IN A WOOD. " As more I would have said, A sound of whirling wheels me all dismayed, And with the sound forth from the timorous bushes, With storm-like course, a sumptuous chariot rushes, A chariot all of gold : the wheels were gold, The nails and axle gold on which it rolled ; The upmost part a scarlet veil did cover." Poem, entitled " A Song" SONNET. " With flaming horns the Bull now brings the year ; Melt do the mountains' horrid helms of snow ; The silver floods in pearly channels flow ; The late bare woods green anadems do wear ; The nightingale, forgetting winter's woe, Calls up the lazy morn her notes to hear ; There flowers are spread which names of princes bear, Some red, some azure, white, and golden grow ; Here lows a heifer, there baa-wailing strays A harmless lamb, not far a stag rebounds ; The shepherds sing to grazing flocks sweet lays, And all about the echoing air resounds. Hills, dales, woods, floods, and everything doth change But she in rigour, I in love am strange." SCRAP. " If this vain world be but a sable stage Where slave-born man plays to the scoffing stars." From a Sonnet. THE MEETING-PLACE. " Now, Flora, deck thyself in fairest guise; If that ye, winds, would hear A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre, Your stormy chiding stay ; Let Zephyr only breathe, And with her tresses play, Kissing sometimes these purple ports of Death. The winds all silent are ; And Phoebus in his chair, Ensaffroning sea and air, Makes vanish every star; Night like a drunkard reels Beyond the hills to shun his flaming wheels ; 64 DRUMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. The fields with flowers are decked in every hue; The clouds bespangle with bright gold their blue ; Here is the pleasant place, And everything save her who all should grace." From U A Song." SONNET. " What doth it serve to see Sun's burning face, And skies enamelled with both Indies' gold, Or Moon at night in jetty chariot rolled, And all the glory of that starry place ? What doth it serve Earth's beauty to behold, The mountain's pride, the meadow's flowery grace, The stately comeliness of forests old, The sport of floods which would themselves embrace ? What doth it serve to hear the Sylvans' songs, The wanton merle, the nightingale's sad strains, Which in dark shades seem to deplore my wrongs ? P"or what doth serve all that this world contains, Sith she for whom those once to me were dear No part of them can have now with me here ?" THE VANITY OF LIFE. " And tell me, thou who dost so much admire This little vapour, smoke, this spark or fire, Which life is called, what doth it thee bequeath But some few years which birth draws out to death ? Which if thou paragon with lustres run, And them whose cariere is but now begun, In Day's great vast they shall far less appear Than with the sea when matched is a tear. But why wouldst thou here longer wish to be ? One year doth serve all Nature's pomp to see ; Nay, even one day and night. This Moon, that Sun, Those lesser fires about this round which run, Be but the same which under Saturn's reign Did the serpenting seasons interchain. How oft doth life grow less by living long ! And what excelleth but what dieth young ? " From a Poem, entitled 1 '' A Song.' SONNET. " If with such passing beauty, choice delights. The Architect of this great round did frame This palace visible which World we name, Yet silly mansion but of mortal wights, ^5"/^ 32-33- HIS POETRY: MORE SPECIMENS. 65 How many wonders, what amazing lights, Must that triumphing seat of glory claim Which doth transcend all this great All's high heights, Of whose bright sun ours here is but a beam ! O blest abode ! O happy dwelling-place ! Where visibly the Invisible doth reign! Blest people, who do see true beauty's face, With whose fair dawnings He but earth doth deign, All joy is but annoy, all concord strife, Matched with your endless bliss and happy life." A PRAYER. " Great God, whom we with humble thoughts adore, Eternal, Infinite, Almighty King, Whose palace heaven transcends, whose throne before Archangels serve and Seraphim do sing ; Of nought who wrought all that with wondering eyes We do behold within this spacious round ; Who mak'st the rocks to rock, and stand the skies ; At whose command the horrid thunders sound ; Ah ! spare us worms ; weigh not how we, alas ! Evil to ourselves, against Thy laws rebel : Wash off those spots which still in conscience' glass, Though we be loth to look, we see too well. Deserved revenge O do not, do not take. If Thou revenge, what shall abide Thy blow ? Pass shall this world, this world which Thou didst make, Which should not perish till thy trumpet blow. For who is he whom parents' sin not stains, Or with his own offence is not defiled ? Though Justice ruin threaten, Justice' reins Let Mercy hold, and be both just and mild." Fro7)i " Spiritual Poems." PHILLIS. " In petticoat of green, Her hair about her eyne, Phillis beneath an oak Sat milking her fair flock : Among that strained moisture, rare delight ! Her hand seemed milk in milk, it was so white." SONNET. " My lute, be as thou wast when thou didst grow With thy green mother in some shady grove, When immelodious winds but made thee move, And birds on thee their ramage did bestow. 66 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. Sith that dear voice which did thy sounds approve, Which used in such harmonious strains to flow, Is reft from earth to tune tbose spheres above, What art thou but a harbinger of woe ? Thy pleasing notes be pleasing notes no more, But orphan wailings to the fainting ear ; Each stop a sigh, each sound draws forth a tear : Be therefore silent as in woods before ; Or, if that any hand to touch thee deign, Like widowed turtle still her loss complain." How do these and the previous passages that have been quoted from Drummond strike us in respect of poetic merit ? How, in particular, do they strike us in comparison with that aggregate of English poetry in James's reign into the midst of which they came ? Not badly, by any means ! " Very fairly," we may say, raising the estimate. ■" They are extremely good," we may say, still rising in our appreciation, "though they fall short of the highest, and the fit of the wording to the metre and rhyme is sometimes both forced and slack." So much by way of general impression; but one may venture on an observation or two more specific and incisive : — i. What strikes us throughout in Drummond's pieces is the combination of a certain poetic scnsuonsness, or delight in the beauty of scenery, colours, forms, and sounds, with a tender and rather elevated thought/ ulness. " Warm encrimsoned swords," " golden bowers," " Hydaspes' pearly shore," " Night's pale queen," "a sumptuous chariot all of gold," "a scarlet veil," " Phoebus in his chair, ensaffroning sea and air," " the clouds bespangling with bright gold their blue," " the Moon rolling at night in jetty chariot," " Serian fleeces, Erythrean gems, Plata's silver, gold of Peru, Antarctic parrots, Ethiopian plumes, and Sabsean odours " — such phrases as these, and such passages as that in which there is the fond enumeration of the Scottish rivers by their names and epithets, exemplify at once the presence in Drummond's mind of the element we have called sensuousncss. It is an essential element of poetic genius; but sEtaL 32-33. CRITICAL REMARKS. 67 in some poets it is so pronounced as almost to seem in excess. Keats's poetry, for example, is a perfect maze, an endlessly-rich wilderness, of such luxuriances of sound and colour, such sensuous verbal sweets. Drummond, with more of monotony, is yet Keats-like in as far as he possessed, in a pleasing degree, and in sufficient variety, that love of delicious imagery and phraseology which almost always marks a real poet. At the same time the general effect was tempered, redeemed from mere lusciousness, and perhaps thinned, by a considerable presence in his mind of the other, and more intellectual, element (which Keats also possessed in no ordinary degree) of pensive reason, or thoughtful ness. In many of his poems this domination of the artistic sensuousness by a philosophical pensiveness may be distinctly observed, and not least in some of his sonnets. Drummond, whether from his intimacy with the Italian poets, or from other causes, was especially fond of this form of com- position, and wrote so much in it, and so well, that he came to be named, even in his life-time, " the Scottish Petrarch." More recently, Southey, Hallam, and other critics, have spoken of Drummond's sonnets as indubitably among the best in the English language after Shakespeare's, Milton's, and some of Wordsworth's. 2. Although Drummond had steeped himself in Italian, French, and Spanish poetry, and especially in Italian, there is proof that he had studied the English Elizabethan poets with peculiar affection, and with a desire to fashion himself by them. Nay more, one can refer him to that particular class or series of English poets, descending out of Elizabeth's reign into the reigns of James I. and Charles I., for whom the name " Spenserians " is perhaps the best collective designation. Under this name I would include that succession of English poets, from about 1580 to about 1640, in whom, apart from the dramatists, but with some of the dramatists to be classed with them for their minor and non-dramatic pieces, the tradition of pure poetry was best kept up. The reason of the name is that 68 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. the poets of this series all confessed a certain allegiance to Spenser as their master and exemplar, and continued his style of rich sensuous description and purely ideal phantasy, generally with a tendency also to his favourite form of the pastoral, and sometimes, though not always, with his liking for allegory. In the list may be mentioned, after Spenser himself, Shake- speare for his earlier poems, Drayton and others of the Shake- spearian group on similar grounds, Fairfax, the brothers Giles and Phineas Fletcher, William Browne, and finally, a little later on, Milton, while yet only promising his independent greatness. Now, the Scottish Drummond links himself on at a certain point to this fine English list. Perhaps the English Spenserian to whom he comes closest is William Browne, the author of Britannia 's Pastorals. Browne was almost exactly of Drum- mond' s age; in the very year, 1613, in which Drummond made his first appearance in his Tears on the Death of Ma 'Hades, Browne had made his first appearance in a poem on the very same subject, named more directly An Elegy on Prince Henry ; and Browne's Pastorals, partly published in the same year, were completed in 16 16, when Andro Hart sent forth Drummond's collected Poems. The coincidence, however, is more than one of time ; it extends to the manner of the two poets. One might read some detached passages of Drummond's and think them Browne's, or of Browne's and think them Drummond's, though Drummond is decidedly the superior, and much the clearer in his cutting and finish. The resemblance is the more curious because there is no evidence that either poet, when he first took his place, had heard of the other's existence. There is, at least, no trace of a copy of Browne in Drummond's library. Among the English books in that library, however, as we have seen, there was even an over-proportion of choice earlier poetry of the Spenserian sort. There is evidence, in the marginal markings and underlinings in Drummond's hand, still to be seen in some of these books, how carefully they had been read, and with what lingering over their finer passages and phrases. There .■Ktat. 32-33. CRITICAL REMARKS. 69 is no doubt that flakes and recollections from them, as well as from the now less known Italian, French, and Spanish poets, may be found in Drummond's own verse. Such, by the very law of memory in its relation to invention, must always be the case; and it is a different thing from plagiarism. Two instances, however, almost bordering on plagiarism, are worth notice. Forth Feasting, in her various panegyric on King James, dwells at some length on that monarch's poetic gifts or powers of song, telling him that, when he retired from state- business into the Pierian groves, lute in hand and garlanded, his lays were sweeter than the fabled ones which had "charmed the dolphins," and ending " Thou sungst away the hours, till from their sphere Stars seemed to shoot, thy melody to hear." Aha ! Master Drummond ! Shakespeare's Midsummer Nig/ifs Dream, Act II., Scene 1. " Thou remember'st Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea-maid's music." Again, in the seventh piece of our last set of extracts from Drummond, the reader may have noted that powerful phrase about the effects of Phcebus or the rising sun, " Night like a drunkard reels Beyond the hills to shun his flaming wheels." This too is from Shakespeare ; for in Romeo and Juliet, one of the plays which we know Drummond had read, we have (Act II., scene 3) — " And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels Forth from Day's path and Titan's fiery wheels." The fault of such borrowing, if it be a fault, is venial; and one is 70 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. glad to see that Drummond was so well acquainted with the three plays of Shakespeare which were in his library. I believe that he had sipped again and again the honey of these plays and of the two other pieces of Shakespeare that were in his possession. Perhaps, indeed, he had read more largely in Shakespeare than can be proved by such direct evidence. I am inclined to think he knew Shakespeare's Sonnets. They had been published in 1609. 3. I have spoken of a certain pensive, or reflective, vein to be found in Drummond's poetry, tempering and sometimes saddening its luxuriousness. The observation may now take a more specific form. In several of the passages quoted, and in many that have not been quoted, one is struck with the recurrence of such phrases as "this All," "this great round," " this palace visible which World we name," " Day's great vast," "this vapour, smoke, or spark, called Life," and their speculative and sentimental cognates. This is most sig- nificant. Here in Drummond, a young Scottish gentleman of the early part of the seventeenth century, we find, in a degree even unusual, that mood which, in one form or another, will be found underlying all literary genius, or human genius of any sort, that has worked touchingly on the world. It is the metaphysical mood. It is that mood which, however rich and splendid be the image formed of the whole physical Universe in which man lives, and which rolls itself for ever round him in diurnal and nocturnal show, yet will always be thinking of it as only a painted phantasmagory hung in an infinite unknown, and will always be tending towards the utmost verge of this phantasmagory, wondering what bounds it in and what lies eternally beyond. We all know the Shakespearian expression of this mood, — " We are such stuff As dreams are made of ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep." Well, of this mood, the deepest that man can come to by all Mtat. 32-33. CRITICAL REMARKS. 71 natural effort, there is a tinge, little less than Shakespearian in its intensity, in our amiable North Briton. It was not, how- ever, I believe, by any indoctrination from Shakespeare that he had caught the mood ; it was, I believe, the natural working-out of a constitutional tendency. From the contemporary theology of his countrymen, and the controversies connected with it, he seems to have stood singularly aloof, shutting himself up in a natural piety that did not inquire much about creeds and forms of doctrine, though sympathizing, on grounds of political con- servatism, rather with the Episcopacy which James was establish- ing in Scotland than with the zealous popular Presbyterianism which was struggling for repossession. Glad enough to see the country have its bishops and all quiet Anglican church-forms, and reverent of those forms so far as now and then to write a hymn heralding the church-tone of some of Herbert's, he yet tended in the main to a style of religious musing which was philosophic and general rather than theological, and which indeed might have been Pagan -with only a Christian suffusion. " This All," " this vapour we call Life," " this palace visible which we name our World " — these, I repeat, are among the favourite phrases of Drummond ; and they indicate unmistake- ably the themes of his ultimate meditations, and the nature, extent, and limit of his metaphysics. The mood, I think, does not differ much from that discernible so continually in Shake- speare. But in Drummond (and this is really curious) it is associated with a definite optical imagination of " the All," a definite visual cosmology, which cannot be called Shakespearian, but is more like an anticipation of Milton's boldness in astrono- mical diagram. Through Drummond's poems, as afterwards through Milton's, there runs a constant fancy of the whole phy- sical frame of things according to the strict teachings of the Ptolemaic or Alphonsine astronomy, or to such renderings of these in vision as a poet might adopt. The brown earth in the centre; then the pale moon in her sphere; then the other six planets successively in their spheres, but with Sol or Sun outlord- 72 DRUMMOND OF II A WTHORNDEN. ing them all in glory ; beyond all these planetary spheres the vaster revolution of the one sapphire sphere whose glittering burden is the whole multitude of the stars ; and so at length to the primum mobile, or outmost shell, whose wheeling incloses all, harmonises all, and separates the total orb of Cosmos from blackness or nothingness unimaginable : — this was the universe of Drummond's musings, " the All" about which he puzzled himself. Let him again speak for himself : — " How that vast Heaven entitled First is rolled, If any other worlds beyond it lid, And people living in Eternity, Or essence pure that doth this All uphold ; What motion have those fixed sparks of gold ; The wandering carbuncles that shine from high, By sprites or bodies contrar-wise in sky If they be turned, and mortal things behold ; How Sun posts heaven about, how Night's pale Queen With borrowed beams looks on this hanging Round ; What cause fair Iris hath, and monsters seen In Air's large fields of light and Sea's profound : Did hold my wandering thoughts, when thy sweet eye Bade me leave all and only think of thee." We are yet, be it remembered, only at the year 1617 ; or let us include another year, and say 1618. Has Drummond, so far, been introduced sufficiently ? I think he has. Do we not see him, any night in those two years, at his door-porch in Hawthornden, or on his solitary walk along the cliff on which the house stands, or deeper down the glen in the leafy laby- rinth ? Edinburgh is dumb in the distance ; the glen is dark ; the banks on the opposite side are glimmering and silvery ; up through the darkness and the silver glimmer comes the mur- muring of the Esk ; at hand, in the antique rock, with its strange excavations, there is an unearthly eeriness, as of moanings and clanking chains from an inscrutable past ; but overhead all the while is the blue vault with its luminaries, and superb among these the full-orbed moon. Thither, and chiefly at the moon, the poet gazes as he walks, all the sights and sounds of the JSfat. 32-33. CRITICAL REMARKS. 73 glen playing into his senses and fancies, but ending in the one thought, how all this visible round, from dark earth to the last depth of the spangled concave, is but a mystic transitory vision, and the one wonder what Eternal Essence beyond surrounds, up- holds, and pervades the Allegory. But lo ! he has regained his door-porch ; and there, in this night of moonlight, soft as any Italian night, though the scene on which it rests is Scottish, let us leave him for the present. CHAPTER VI. LITERARY LONDON : DRUMMOND'S CORRESPONDENCE WITH DRAY- TON : BEN JONSON'S JOURNEY TO SCOTLAND: HIS VISIT TO DRUMMOND, AND THEIR HAWTHORNDEN CONVERSATIONS. 1618 — 1619. A CCOUNT has been taken of the impressions likely to be made now by Drummond's poetry so far as it had been published before the year 16 18. But what were the impressions made on his contemporaries of that year, and especially on the jury of poets, wits, and critics in London, by whose opinions the place of a new candidate for honour in the English world of letters was principally determined ? Who were the chiefs of that jury ? Shakespeare, after some ten or twelve years of retirement from London, was recently dead, leaving his fame to chance, and half of his plays still in manuscript. But there survived, of the Elizabethans, besides such men of non-poetical note as Bacon and the scholar Cam- den, these poets and dramatists — Chapman, Daniel, Sylvester, Drayton, Webster, Sir John Davies, Dr. Donne, Ben Jonson, Marston, Dekker, Heywood, and Fletcher; round whom, as younger comers of James's own reign, and therefore more nearly coevals of Drummond, were Sir John Beaumont, Giles and Phineas Fletcher, Massinger, Ford, George Wither, William Browne, and others. Central figure in this group of surviving Elizabethans, mixed with younger Jacobans, was Ben Jonson. He was now in the forty-fifth year of his age, not yet appointed nominally to the laureateship, but in expectation of that hon- JEtat. 33-34. LITERARY LONDON : BEN JONSON. 75 orary post when Daniel should leave it — already practically laureate by King James's favour, and of larger bulk in the public eye than any of his seniors or juniors, and dominating them all by the mass, variety, and loudness of his powers. Jonson's dic- tatorship in the London world of letters, and in the tavern-life in which that world had so much of its being, was an established fact, not only known in London itself, but rumoured in quiet country places, when London and its delights were the theme of conversation. Though he does not seem yet to have set up his throne in that " Devil Tavern " in Fleet Street which he afterwards made famous as his " Oracle of Apollo," he had his clubs or meetings in other taverns, frequented by his admirers for the pleasures of wine and literary talk under his boisterous presidency, and resorted to by stray visitors from the provinces for the chance of an introduction to him, that they, too, might thus be enrolled among the wits and good fellows of the right metropolitan brotherhood, or, as the phrase was, be " sealed of the tribe of Ben." Of course, in some quarters, Ben's dictator- ship was resented. Some of his quieter Elizabethan seniors, like Chapman, Daniel, and Drayton, appear even to have pre- ferred a country life, or, at least, a life in the shade, after Ben's loud mastery in London had begun. In London itself, behind his back, all sorts of evil things were said of him. His huge corpulency and his rocky visage were in themselves never- ending matter of joke; his ill-girt mode of life, in one continual round of drink, debt, and mendicancy, save when he shut him- self up for his proper work and produced some laborious play, masque, or poem, was a too obvious mark for comment ; and in his egotism, his dogmatism in talk, his quarrelsomeness, his carelessness what harsh or savage things he said about anybody or everybody, there were special provocations to everybody and anybody in turn. Nevertheless, there he sat, supreme in his order, with a bludgeon for his sceptre. There might be the buzz of criticism and sarcasm all round him, but it was hushed in his presence. Nobody dared meddle with him face to face. 76 DRUMMOND OF HAIVTHORNDEN. You had to be big Ben's subject or to keep out of his way. And so, what with his undoubtedly great qualities, his real weight of metal, and what with his abundant sociability and his personal imperiousness and force of tongue into whatever society he came, there was no man in all London better known than Ben among those who took any interest in books, plays, or poetry, from the King and his courtiers downwards, and no man whose judgments were more quoted. Perhaps, indeed, there was no living Londoner, belonging to the literary craft, or metropolitan band of wits and dramatists, of whose physiog- nomy and ways a more distinct idea had been carried over the whole island by gossip, or respecting whom scholars and readers at all distances from London were more curious. With a difference, or with several important differences, Ben Jonson's position in the English world of letters in and about 1618 was like that of his namesake, Dr. Samuel, a hundred and fifty years later. Nor were the men themselves unlike. Both rolled up Fleet Street with the same unwieldy gait ; both were hypochon- driac in temperament, and sought refuge from the horrors of hypochondria in perpetual club-life ; both were dictatorial in talk, and used the butt-end of the pistol when they missed fire ; and, if there were screws loose in Ben morally that were nobly tight afterwards in Dr. Samuel, the laxness was compensated by a greater poetical richness. Nay, at the heart of Ben too, ill-girt and full of bluster and faults as was his life among his fellows, there was a stalk of essential nobleness, an abiding rough notion of what constitutes true worth in literature or in anything else, and a scorn of the reverse. Hear him in an epistle, written after the present date, declare the ideal he aspired to himself, and the qualities he would exact in all that desired to be sealed of liis tribe : — " Live to that point I will for which I am man, And dwell as in my centre as I cn.n, Still looking to and ever loving Heaven, With reverence using all the gifts thence given Mtat. 33-34. LITERARY LONDON: BL<1N JONSON. 77 'Mongst which if I have any friendships sent, Such as are square, well-tagged, and permanent, Not built with canvas, paper, and false lights, As are the glorious scenes at the great sights ; And that there be no fevery heats nor colds, Oily expansions or shrunk dirty folds, But all so clear and led by Reason's flame As but to stumble in her sight were shame ; These I will honour, love, embrace, and serve, And free it from all question to preserve. So short you read my character, and theirs I would call mine ; to which not many stairs Are asked to climb, first give mc faith, who know Myself a little ; I will take you so As you have writ yourself : now stand, and then, Sir, you are sealed of the Tribe of Ben." How was a new poet, living so far north as the vicinity of Edinburgh, to be heard of in that London world of wits and critics, over which Ben Jonson presided ? In the first place there was a book-trade even then between Edinburgh and London. Andro Hart, I daresay, had his London agents. Still, the thing would not have been so easy but for those living links of connexion that we wot of between the Scottish or Edinburgh world and the world of London. Were there not those Scots who had gone south to be in attendance on James at his English Court, but were perpetually coming and going, or at least sending and fetching, between the two king- doms ? Among these, above all, were there not Drummond's bosom-friend Sir William Alexander, now gentleman-usher to Prince Charles, and his other friends, Sir Robert Kerr, Sir Robert Aytoun, and Sir David Murray? Drummond saw these friends of his when they came to Scotland, and corres- ponded with them while they were in England ; and it may have been through them that copies of his Mceliades, his Poems, and his Forth Feasting, found their way to London. But, indeed, copies of the Mceliades, from the very nature of its- subject, must have been about the English Court from the time of its publication ; and copies of the Forth Feasting must have been taken to England by some of the numerous retinue of the 7 8 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. King who were with him in Scotland in that royal progress which the poem celebrated. By the year 1618, accordingly, a few people here and there in England, including some of the London wits, had heard of a Master William Drummond, a Scottish gentleman, living near Edinburgh, who wrote verses that were really English. Among these, doubtless, was Ben Jonson. Not only was he too wide-awake to let any new appearance escape him in that realm of British Poetry over which his sway extended ; but Sir William Alexander, Sir Robert Kerr, and Sir Robert Aytoun, who were all among Ben's acquaintances, and in the habit of meeting him, would have been sure to report Drummond's recent volumes to him even had he missed them himself. There is proof, in short, that he had read them, or portions of them, soon after they had issued from the Edinburgh press. The first person of the English fraternity of poets, however, who stretched out a hand of liking and recognition to Drummond through the space that separated them was not Ben Jonson, but Ben Jonson's senior, Michael Drayton. This worthy, born one year before Shakespeare, and in Shakespeare's own county of Warwick, had begun his literary career in London about the same time that Shakespeare had be- gun his, and had been one of Shakespeare's private friends and public competitors from that early date. As far back as 1598, when Shakespeare had written about half his plays and most of his minor poems, so that critics ranked him as the first of English dramatists, and also as among the best of English lyrists and elegiac poets, Drayton, in consequence of a series of pieces nearly as bulky, including his Hcroical Epistles, Barons' Wars, and Legends, had been named with respect among the English tragic dramatists, and also among the English lyrists, elegiac poets, and epigrammatists. Through James's reign, though Shakespeare had then far over-topped him, and Ben Jonson and others had thrown him into the shade, he had sustained or increased his reputation by additional writings, the chief of which .7-ltat. 33-34. DRUMMOND AND DRAYTON. 79 was the first part of his ponderous but interesting Polyolbion, or a Chorographical Description of Great Britain, digested into a Poem, published in 16 13. And now, five years after this last publication, and two years after Shakespeare's death (which had happened, as tradition will have it, close after Shakespeare's too hospitable reception of Drayton and Ben Jonson, in a visit they paid to him at Stratford-on-Avon), Drayton, at the age of fifty-five, was living on, generally in London, but often in the country, a mildly radiant veteran in comparison with Ben, but more liked by those who preferred profuse poetry of a Spenserian tinge to Ben's massive intellectualism. Of such a taste, I should say, was Drummond. As long ago as 1606, when we first hear of his readings in Shakespeare, he had read at least one of Drayton's poems; in 161 1 he had two of Drayton's books in his library ; in 161 2 he added to his acquaintance with Drayton by reading his Heroical Epistles, Barons' Wars, and Legends ; and in 16 13, when the first part of Drayton's Polyolbion appeared, that book found its way at once to Hawthornden. To this last date, on the other hand, there is no proof that Drummond had read anything else of Ben Jonson than his Epigrams. When, therefore, during the next five years (1613-18), Drummond ventured to offer himself among the English poets of his generation, there was probably no surviving Elizabethan whose good word about what he had published he would have valued more than Drayton's. We are not left to guess on the subject. Among the papers of Drummond posthumously published there is a brief one which the editors entitled Character of Several Authors, but which evidently consists of mere remarks loosely jotted down by him in the course of his readings, without systematic inten- tion. They are not dated ; but, as Shakespeare is spoken of in them as still alive, and as Sir William Alexander is mentioned by his knightly title, they must have been written mainly between 16 13 and 1616. They are an authentic indication, therefore, of Drummond's tastes and preferences, at that time, 80 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. in the matter of poetry. Here is the substance of them, all that refers to Drayton duly retained : — ■ " The Authors I have seen on the subject of Love are the Earl of Surrey, Sir Thomas Wyatt (whom, because of their antiquity, I will not match with our better times), Sidney, Daniel, Drayton, and Spenser. He who writeth The Art of English Poesy [Puttenham] praiseth much Raleigh and Dyer ; but their works are so few that are come to my hands I cannot well say anything of them. The last we have are Sir William Alexander and Shakespeare, who have lately published their works. Con- stable, saith some, hath written excellently ; and Murray, with others, I know, hath done well, if they could be brought to publish their works ; but of secrets [books not made public] who can soundly judge? The best and most exquisite poet of this subject, by consent of the whole senate of poets, is Petrarch. . . . Among our English poets, Petrarch is imitated, nay surpassed in some things, in matter and manner. In matter none approach him to Sidney, who hath songs and sonnets in matter intermingled ; in manner the nearest I find to him is W. Alexander. . . . After which two, next, methinks, foiloweth Daniel, for sweetness in rhyming second to none. Drayton seemeth rather to have loved his Muse than his Mistress, by I know not what artificial similes ; this showeth well his mind, but not the passion. As to that which Spenser calleth his Amoi~etti, I am not of their opinion who think them his ; for they are so childish that it were not well to give them so honourable a father. Donne, among the Anacreontic Lyrics, is second to none, and far from all second. ... I think, if he would, he might easily be the best epigrammatist we have found in English. . . . Drayton's Polyolbion is one of the smoothest pieces I have seen in English, poetical and well prosecuted ; there are some pieces in him I dare compare with the best Transmarine Poems. The 7th song [of the Po/yo/bio/i] pleaseth me much; the 12th is excellent; the 13th also (the Discourse of Hunting passeth with any poet) ; and the 18th, which is the last in this edition of 16 14. I find in him, which is in most part of my compatriots [by "compatriots" Drummond here means " Englishmen," his fellow-islanders], too great an admiration of their country ; on the history of which whilst they muse, they forget sometimes to be good poets. Sylvester's Translation of Tudith and the Battle of Pory [poems by the French Bartas] /Etat. 33-34. DRUMMOND AND DRAYTON. 81 are excellent. He is not happy in his inventions [i.e., his original works]." * It must have been a real pleasure to Drummond, having such a liking for Drayton as is here shown, when, some time in 16 18, a friend of Drayton's, called Joseph Davis, then on a visit to Scotland for some reason or other, found him out at Haw- thomden or in Edinburgh, and delivered some message to him from Drayton, partly of kindly paternal greeting on account of his poetiy, and partly introductory of Joseph Davis himself. Drummond seems to have shown Joseph Davis, whoever he was, all the attention in his power ; and, either by Davis, when he returned to London, or by some other conveyance, he sent this letter to Drayton : — " To the Right Worshipful Mr. Michael Drayton, Esq. "Sir, " I have understood by Mr. Davis the direction he re- ceived from you to salute me here ; which undeserved favour I value above the commendations of the greatest and mightiest in this Isle. Though I have not had the fortune to see you (which sight is but like the near view of pictures in tapestry), * The paper of which this is a condensation will be found at pp. 226,227 of the 171 1 edition of Drummond's Works. It is a pity it is not dated. From some of the phrases one might infer that it was written, at least in part, at a considerably earlier date than between 1613 and 1616; but among the particulars that assign most of it to that date is the criticism of Drayton's Polyolbion, the first part of which did not appear till 1613. The mention of Shakespeare is very slight, and his conjunction with Sir William Alexander monstrous ; but it must be remembered that, in the particular connexion, it is only Shakespeare's minor Poems that are thought of. The omission of Ben Jonson's name is noteworthy : Drummond then hardly knew his Poems. — After the mention of Sylvester quoted in the text, Drummond proceeds thus : " Who likes to know whether he or Hudson hath the advantage of "Judith, "let them compare the beginning of the 4th Book, 'O silver-bowed Diana,' "&c. ; and the end of the 4th Book 'Her waved locks,' &c, the midst of " the 8th Book ' In Ragau's ample plain,' &c." The Hudson here thought of as quite comparable to Sylvester is that Thomas Hudson of whom we have already heard (ante p. 28) as an English musician at the Scottish Court of King James, and then associated with Drummond's uncle Fowler. He had published at Edinburgh in 1584 a translation of the ///story of Judith by Du Bartas. Sylvester's translation of the same was a later affair. F 8 2 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. yet, almost ever since I could know any, ye have been to me known and beloved. Long since your amorous (and truly Heroical) Epistles did ravish me ; and lately your most happy Albion [Polyolbion : Part L] put me into a new trance — works (most excellent portraits of a rarely endued mind) which, if one may conjecture of what is to come, shall be read, in spite of envy, so long as men read books. Of your great love, courtesy, and generous disposition, I have been informed by more than one of the worthiest of this country ; but what before was only known to me by fame I have now found by experience : your goodness preventing me in that duty which a strange bashful- ness, or bashful strangeness, hindered me to offer unto you. You have the first advantage : the next shall be mine ; and hereafter you shall excuse my boldness if, when I write to your matchless friend, Sir W. Alexander, I now and then salute you, and in that claim, though unknown, to be " Your loving and assured friend, "W. Drummond." There could hardly be a more gentlemanly letter than this ; but Drummond, not content with it, seems to have followed it up with one still more exuberant. "Your great learning," he says in the scroll of a second letter, "first bred in me " admiration, then love. . . . When first I looked into " your Heroical Epistles, I was rapt from myself, and could " not contain myself from blazing that of you which both " your worth and my love deserved ; although whatever I " can say of you is far under your ingine and virtue. So " far as I can remember of our Vulgar Poesy, none hath " done better, or can do more, and from none can we " expect more." Receiving this, or something like it, in addition to the first letter (and one notes that it was about the time when London was astir with the execution of Sir Walter Raleigh, Oct. 29, 16 18), Drayton replied thus : — Mtat. 33-34. DRUMMOND AND DRAYTON. 83 " To my Honourable Friend, Mr. William Drummond, in Scotland. " My dear noble Drummond, " Your Letters were as welcome to me as if they had come from my mistress ; which I think is one of the fairest and worthiest living. Little did you think how oft that noble friend of yours, Sir William Alexander (that man of men), and I have remembered you before we trafficked in friendship. Love me as much as you can, and so I will you : I can never hear of you too oft, and 1 will ever mention you with much respect of your deserved worth. 1 enclose this letter in a letter of mine to Mr. Andrew Hart of Edinburgh, about some busi- ness I have with him, which he may impart to you. Farewell, noble Sir ; and think me ever to be " Your faithful Friend, " Michael Drayton. " London, 9 Nov., 1618. "Joseph Dayis is in love with you."' One likes the flowing amiability of this letter of the veteran Elizabethan, but is curious also as to the business he could have with Andro Hart of Edinburgh. Andro Hart, it may be remembered, was Sir William Alexanders publisher, as well as Drummond's. Was Drayton in difficulties with the London publishers as to the bringing out of the rest of his Polyolbion, and had Sir William Alexander recommended a negotiation with Andro Hart ? Had Drayton a notion that Hart might speak to Drummond on the subject, and that Drummond might help? This was actually the case. Here, for proof, is Drummond's third letter to Drayton, written before he had received Drayton's reply to the two former, and when he was doubtful whether they had reached him : — " To the Right Worshipful Michael Drayton, Esquire. " Sir, " I have understood by Sir W. Alexander's letters ye have not received my last. If I could have thought of their loss, or coming so late, I had prevented them ere now by 84 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. others. I am oft with Sir W. and you in my thoughts, and desire nothing more than that by letters we may oft meet and mingle our souls. Your Works make you ever present to me ; than which there is not any book I am more familiar with, nor any by which I esteem myself more happy by familiarity con- tracted with the author. I long to see the rest of your Polyol- bion come forth ; which is the only epic poem England, in my judgment, hath to be proud of; to be the author of which I had rather have the praise than, as Aquinas said of one of the Fathers' commentaries, to have the seignory of Paris. These our times now are so given to envenomed satires and spiteful jests that they only taste what is rank, smelling, and hoarse. Out of what part of the world your late prosaic versers have their poesies it is hard to find : it may be said of their new fits of poetizing at Court : " Et pcnitus toto divisos orbe Britannos." Evidently Drummond had heard something from Sir William Alexander about Drayton's difficulties with his Polyolbion, though as yet in writing to Drayton he speaks only generally. But on the 20th of December, 1618, having meanwhile received Dray- ton's own epistle, he is more explicit. On that day, indeed, he sent to London two letters of sympathy with complaining authors. One was to Sir William Alexander himself, full of affection. "Never any friendship of mine," he says, "went so " near my thoughts as yours, because I never thought any so " worthy. It is all the treasure and conquest, when death shall " remove this pageant of the world from me, that I have here "to vaunt of; neither would I wish another epitaph and Hie u jaeet over my grave than that you esteemed me worthy of " your friendship. There is nothing I long so much for as to " see the perfection of your Works. May Fortune one day be " ashamed to see such a spirit so long attend the ungrateful " court, that deserves to have the sovereignty of all Parnassus ! " Sir William, it appears from this, had his troubles, though they were not money ones : he did not find himself sufficiently appreciated. Drayton's trouble, however, was of a more de- finite and immediate nature ; and to him Drummond wrote, on the same day, thus : — Miat. 3.3-34. DRUMMOND AND DRAYTON. 85 " To the Right Worshipful Mr. Michael Drayton, Esq. " Sir, "If my letters were so welcome to you, what may you think yours were to me, which must be so much more wel- come in that the conquest I make is more than that of yours. They who by some strange means have had conference with some of the old heroes can only judge that delight I had in reading them ; for they were to me as if they had come from Virgil, Ovid, or the Father of our Sonnets — Petrarch. I must love this year of my life more dearly than any that forewent it, because in it I was so happy to be acquainted with such worth. Whatever were Mr. Davis's other designs, methinks some secret Providence directed him to these parts only. For this I will, in love of you, surpass as far your countrymen as you go beyond them all in true worth, and shall strive to be second to none, save your fair and worthy mistress. Your other letters I de- livered to Andrew Hart, and have been earnest with him in that particular. How would I be overjoyed to see our North once honoured with your Works as before it was with Sidney's.* Though it be barren of excellency in itself, it can both love and admire the excellency of others. "December 20, 1618." At this point, leaving the Polyolbion affair still hanging, we must interrupt the correspondence between Drummond and Drayton, t because a burlier figure than either tumbles in on the scene. For, while* the first message of Drayton to Drum- mond, and Drummond's reply, were passing through the four hundred miles that separated Edinburgh from London, Ben Jonson himself, no less, was actually on the tramp northwards, * Drummond alludes to the third Edition of Sidney's Arcadia: which was published by Robert Waldegrave at Edinburgh in 1599, with the title "The Countesse of Pembroke's Arcadia, now the third time published, with sundry new additions of the same Author." f The letters of the correspondence, so far as quoted, will be found partly in the 171 1 Edition of Drummond's Works, dispersed into two places, viz., p. 153 and pp. 233 — 234, partly among Mr. David Laing's Excerpts from the llawthornden MSS., Arch. Scot. IV. 90. The copies of Drummond's letters, except the last, are not dated; but consideration of them in relation to Drayton's letter determines their elates and succession easily enough. 86 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. through those four hundred miles, on a visit to Drummond's country. What induced Ben, at the age of forty-five, to this adventure, rather longsome and difficult in those days, can partly be guessed. There had been a considerable fuss about Scotland all through England for the last fifteen years or more ; and Literature, in its quest after subjects, is always determined in those directions in which events have already roused popular interest and inquisi- tiveness. It would accordingly be easy to prove that, since the death of Elizabeth and the accession of James, there had been a tendency, among the English dramatists and other -popular writers, to Scotland and Scottish history, as offering to the English Muse a yet unhackneyed field of fine wild subjects. The division of the country into the Lowlands and Highlands; the strange manners and speech of even the former and more accessible division, and the absolutely savage and mountainous mystery of the other; the antiquities of both ; the battle-fields, and other memorials telling of their mutual wars and their joint- wars against English invasion; Edinburgh, Stirling, Linlithgow, Dunfermline, Perth, with their palaces and castles, which had been the birth-places or residences of the kings of the Stuart line, or kings still earlier; the original seats and estates of minor Scottish persons and families that had transplanted them- selves into England, or lived half the year at the English Court : about all this there had been long a growing rumour and a growing curiosity. Add that James's royal visit to Scotland in 1617, with so many Englishmen in his train, after his fourteen years of absence, had given a fresh fillip to the English interest in Scotland and Scottish matters; and Ben Jonson's resolution in 1618 to make a journey to his Sovereign's native North will seem natural enough. A book might come out of it, a book that would sell; a drama might come out of it. a drama that would please the king, and be as picturesque for the Londoners as Shakespeare's MacbdJi had been! Who knew what might come out of it? Scotland had not a Ben Jonson in her every ^Etat. 33-34. BEN JONSON ON Tl/E TRAMP. 87 day; and might not the eye of a Ben Jonson, roving over the hills and lakes of Scotland, her cities and men, their manners and their humours, extract thence such matter of literary novelty as should astonish or beneficially irritate the natives, and amuse the English? Here, also, there was an anticipation in Ben Jonson's life of what was to be done by his namesake, and suc- cessor in corpulency and the literary dictatorship of London, Dr. Samuel. When Bozzy lugged Dr. Samuel out of Fleet Street and Cheapside, and hauled him away in triumph into the Scottish Lowlands, and thence into the far Highlands, the adventure itself, the delight of a plunge out of London mono- tony into a splendid unknown savagery, was the main induce- ment; but there was the prospect all the while of social note- taking in the new region, and materials for a book when he came back. Not otherwise, one hundred and fifty-five years earlier, did Ben Jonson, with no Bozzy to pilot him, make up his mind for the same unusual feat of travel. A few months in Scotland for one whose life for so many years had been a round of the London streets and taverns, varied only by runs into the suburbs or some of the nearer English counties, would be the most bracing possible form of holiday, and worth the trouble were it nothing else; but one might pick up somewhat among the Scots, to be turned to account on one's return, and pay one's expenses. With all this, however, there was one motive in Ben Jonson's visit to Scotland which was absent in Dr. Samuel's later visit. If any one had hinted to Dr. Johnson that he was of Scottish descent, he would have knocked the person down; but Ben not only was of Scottish descent and knew it, but was fond of letting the fact be known. His father, who had died a month before Ben's birth in Westminster in 1574, had been a grave English Protestant minister, apparently of the Puritan stamp; and Ben, through all his hard youth of brick- laying and book-learning together, entailed upon him by his mother's second marriage with a master-bricklayer, and again through the struggles of his authorship, had cherished in some 88 DRVMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. nook of his rough heart the memory of this father whom he had never seen, and the knowledge that that fathers father had been a Johnston of Annandale in Scotland. " Johnston " had been softened into "Johnson" or "Jonson," and the Scottish descent thereby disguised. But what of that ? One had still the Scottish blood in one that had been in the veins of those Johnstons of Annandale, who were said to have been for gener- ations a noted Border clan, celebrated in Scottish songs and ballads; and, in passing into Scotland, one might take that district in the way, and look up the scenes of one's ancestors. Something of this " salmon-like instinct," as King James called it, of re-ascending to one's origin did mingle with Ben Jonson's other motives to his Scottish journey, and imparted a kindliness to his preconceptions of Scotland which Bozzy would have given guineas to see in Dr. Samuel's. Ben's intention of visiting Scotland, especially as he an- nounced that he was to make the whole journey on foot, was the subject of a good deal of talk and banter in London. The King seems to have encouraged him and wished him well through it. Bacon, the man in all London whom Ben res- pected most, and who had just been raised to the Lord-Chan- cellorship as Baron Verulam, had his joke on the occasion. He told Ben, when he called to take leave, that " he loved not to see poesy go on other feet than poetical dactylus and spondaeus." But this was not the worst of the business. No sooner was Ben's intention public than it entered into the head of another Londoner, John Taylor the Water-poet, who earned his living by rowing a passage -boat on the Thames, but was universally known also as a humourist, and a writer of doggerel verses which he hawked about for sale, that he too would make a journey to Scotland, beating Ben in this, that he would not only do it on foot, but would do it without taking a penny in his pocket. It was Ben's belief that the Water-poet had been egged on to this by some of the wags about town, to turn his own expedition into ridicule. It was as if, after a gentleman's /Etat 33-34. BEN JONSON IN SCOTLAND. 89 chariot had set out in proper style on the north road, a coster- monger's cart had been despatched in mischief to follow it, or as if behind a civic dignitary, marching in some procession, a lout of comic reputation had been posted to ape his gestures. So, at all events, it seemed to Ben. Nevertheless, duly some time in June, or early in July 1618, he did set out as adver- tised, taking to the great north road, as I should think, staff in hand, by Islington, Highgate, Finchley and Barnet. The Water-poet followed by the same route, on the 14th of July. A month was a fair allowance in those days for a foot-journey between London and Edinburgh. Accordingly, as we find that Taylor the Water-poet reached Edinburgh on the 13th of August, we may suppose that Ben Jonson had preceded him into Scotland by a week or a fortnight. What places he had visited on his route we do not know : only we find that he had provided himself with a new pair of shoes at Darlington in Durham, and suffered a good deal from them for a day or two ; and it is fair to assume that from Darlington he had struck westward, Carlisle-ways, so as to enter Scotland by his ancestral Annandale, and reach Edinburgh through the counties of Dumfries and Peebles. Neither of the inn at which he first put up in Edinburgh, nor of his movements generally after he was within the bounds of Scotland, have we any such accurate record as Bozzy's care has preserved for us of the Scottish tour of the great Dr. Samuel. It was the autumn-time, the fittest for travelling in the country-parts of the Lowlands, and in such parts of the Highlands as were then accessible to travel at all ; and, as not a few of the Scottish lords and gentlemen of the English Court, known to Ben, and who may have concurred in inviting him to Scotland, were then back in their Scottish homes, it is possible that, without settling in Edinburgh first, he made a round of some of the western and southern districts. Gifford, in his Life of Ben Jonson, expressly mentions "the connexions of the Duke of Lennox " as among the Scottish friends from whom he expected hospitality ; and it is certain go DRUMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. that Ben did make personal acquaintance, in the course of his tour, with the Lennox district of Scotland, including the beauties of Lochlomond, and perhaps a touch more of the Highlands in that vicinity, where Rob Roy afterwards lurked and held rule. But, then as now, August and September were the likeliest months for a tour in that beautiful region, and glimpses of its mountains, glens, and lochs. The Water-poet, at all events, as he told people in his account of his Pennyless Pilgrimage, when he published it, did the Highland part of his Scottish rambling in this season, leaving Edinburgh late in August, after he had been about a week there, and, " after five- and-thirty days hunting and travel " in the Highlands, returning to Edinburgh before the end of September. Till then he and Ben Jonson had not crossed each other in their wanderings ; but, both by this time having done a good deal of Scotland in different directions and in different sorts of society, they did meet once before Taylor set out on his return to London. " The day before I came from Edinburgh," says Taylor in his account of this return journey, " I went to Leith, where I found " my long-approved and assured good friend, Master Benjamin " Jonson, at one Master John Stuart's house. I thank him for " his great kindness towards me; for, at my taking leave of him, " he gave me a piece of gold of two-and-twenty shillings to drink " his health in England ; and withal willed me to remember his " kind commendations to all his friends. So, with a friendly fare- " well, I left him as well as I hope never to see him in a worse " state ; for he is amongst noblemen and gentlemen that know " his true worth and their own honours, where with much " respective love he is worthily entertained." One is glad to know that Ben had gold to give away. Probably Taylor vowed to him " by the faith of a Christian," as he did after- wards in his book, that the story that he had undertaken the .Scottish expedition "in malice or mockage " of him was utterly false ; and, though Ben still believed that he had been urged to it by others in London with that view, he could not but pity , Etat. 33-34. BEN JONSON IN SCOTLAND. y 1 the poor man all forlorn in Leith, and think how he could ever get back again to his wherry on the Thames. Thanks to Ben's piece of gold, he did get back all safe in quicker time than he had come ; for he was in London on the 18th of October, ready to open the budget of his news to any who would listen, and tell in what clover amon^ the Scots he had left Master Jonson. The Water-poet's absence from London had been for three months only ; but Ben's absence was prolonged over nine months in all, some six of which were spent in Scotland. From September on through the winter of 16 18-19 ne seems to have ranged about among various friends in the southern counties ; there is a hint of his having been as far north as St. Andrews ; but Edinburgh or Leith appears to have been his head-quarters. One fancies his great figure seen day after day, for a month or two in that winter, in the fields between Leith and Edinburgh, or climbing the old Canongate and High Street from Holyrood to the Castle, or seated in Andro Hart's shop, or descending some of the closes for a call, or sauntering out as far as the College, or again, in various directions, to Musselburgh and Pinkie, Craigmillar, and such-like spots of local fame in the neighbourhood. Scores of the Edinburgh and Leith people of that day must have seen him, talked with him, entertained him; and he himself remembered afterwards among the number with special regard " the beloved Fentons, the Nisbets, the Scots, the Livingstons." Unfortunately, none of these thought of taking notes of the sayings and doings of their illustrious visitor. In short, but for one acquaintanceship which Ben Jonson formed in the course of his Scottish visit, we should have barely known that there was such a visit, and it would not have been an event of so much distinction as it is in British literary history. This was his acquaintanceship with Drummond of Hawthornden. The traditional statement that Jonson came to Scotland " on purpose to visit Drummond" is a pure imagination. He knew 9 2 DRUMMOND OF HA WTI10RXDEN. of Drummond's existence, and of his poetry, and he may have thought of him as one of the Scots he would like to see ; but his journey had been undertaken for much more miscellaneous reasons, and the meeting with Drummond was but an episode in it. Their first meeting may have occurred soon after Jonson's arrival in Edinburgh, or before Taylor saw Jonson in Leith; and there may have been occasional meetings besides in Edinburgh houses through the winter of 1 6 18-19. But the meeting of meetings, the one long meeting Avhich made the two men thoroughly known to each other, and Drummond's account of which has been faithfully transmitted to our time, was during the two or three weeks which Jonson spent with Drummond continuously, by invitation, in Drummond's own house in Hawthornden. The exact weeks cannot be determined ; but they were certainly before January 17, 16 19, and may have been some time about the Christmas-season of that year. Better than most myths of the kind is the myth which would tell us exactly 'how the visit began. Drummond, it says, was sitting under the great sycamore-tree in front of his house, expecting his visitor, when at length, descending the well-hedged avenue from the public road to the house, the bulky hero hove in sight. Rising, and stepping forth to meet him, Drummond saluted him with "Welcome, welcome, royal Ben!" to which Jonson replied " Thank ye, thank ye, Hawthornden !" and they laughed, fraternized, and went in together. For two or three weeks, at all events, Drummond had Ben Jonson all to himself. There would, doubtless, be friends from Edinburgh, perhaps Scot of Scotstarvet and two or three more, asked out every other day to make dinner-company for the great man ; and, again, once or twice, Drummond and Ben may have trudged into Edinburgh together in the forenoon, or walked together by cross-roads to the house of some neighbour of Drummond's. (Carriages were not then much in fashion near Edinburgh, and I do not think Drummond kept one, or had a horse fit for a rider of Ben's size.) But then, even when there Mtat. 33.34. BEN JONSON'S VISIT TO DRUMMOND. 93 were other guests at Drummond's table, Ben would be the principal talker; and, when Ben and Dnimmond walked briskly together in the winter-weather by the paths in the glen itself, close to the house, or on the high-way or cross-roads near, Ben would still be talking, and Drummond chiefly listening. You must remember also that Drummond's was a bachelor's house- hold, and that, when he and Ben were alone together in the evenings, and the candles were lit in the chief room, and the supper was removed, there would still be wine on the board. Then, if you know anything of the two men, you can see the scene as distinctly as if you had been peeping through the window. You can see the two sitting on snugly by the ruddy fire far into the night, hardly hearing the murmur of the Esk and the moaning of the wind outside, but talking of all things in heaven or earth, Ben telling anecdotes of his London acquaintances back to Shakespeare, and reciting scraps of poetry, and pronouncing criticisms on poets, and Drummond now and then taking out a manuscript from a desk and modestly reading as much as Ben would stand, and Ben helping himself and going off again, and the noise and the laughter always increasing on his part, till Drummond at length would grow dizzy with too much of it, and light their bedroom tapers by way of signal. And next morning you may be sure it would be a late breakfast, and Ben would be surly and taciturn for a while ; but gradually he would come round, and the day's talk would begin again. As surely, I repeat, as if you had been a spy sent to watch, this is what went on in Hawthornden House during that fortnight or so when the great Ben from London was the guest of the cultured Drummond. The visit was one to be marked with a red mark in Drummond's calendar. , Here he had been for many years in his Scottish retirement, far from the London world of politics and letters, and with only such information from that world as might be blown to him among his books by rumour, or brought occasionally by Sir William Alexander and other friends. But 94 DRUMMOND OF II A WTHORNDEN. now he had under his own roof the very laureate of the London world, the man who had known everybody of note in it since Elizabeth was queen, and whose habits of talk made him the very paragon of gossips. It was, doubtless, a great treat. But there is nothing perfect under the sun. There is evidence that Drummond, when he had Ben all to himself, began to feel that he had caught a Tartar. Ben's own poetry, it is to be re- membered, the poetry of general and miscellaneous strength rather than of the pure and soft musical vein, was not that which would have predisposed Drummond to forgive him his personal faults from a sense of literary allegiance. Hence, though he was scrupulously polite to Ben all the while he was his guest, and must have thought him one of the most massive and impressive fellows he had ever met, his private feeling, as he sat opposite, watching the vast bulk in the chair, and the lighting up of his surly visage as he swilled off glass after glass, must have been " Can this really be the accepted living chief of British Literature?" Fortunately for us, nevertheless, Drum- mond, whose leisurely life had led him, as we know, into the habit of abundant note-making and keeping of commonplace- books, did make notes of Ben Jonson's conversations. Here is a sample of the items which, while Ben was with him or immediately afterwards, he thus jotted down : — ben's gossip about various eminent people. Queen Elizabeth. — "Queen Elizabeth never saw herself after she became old in a true glass : they painted her, and some- times would vermilion her nose. She had always, about Christ- mas Evens, set dice that threw sixes or fives (and she knew not they were other) to make her win, and esteem herself fortunate. King Philip had intention, by dispensation of the Pope, to have married her." Elizabeth's Earl of Leicester. — " The Earl of Leicester gave a bottle of liquor to his lady, which he willed her to use in any faintness ; which she, after his return from Court, not knowing it was poison, gave him, and so he died [Sept. 1588]." AEtat. 33-34. THE HAWTHORNDEN CONVERSATIONS. 95 King James. — "The King said Sir P. Sidney was no poet; neither did he see ever any verses in England [equal] to the Sculler's [i.e., to Taylor the Water-poet' s]. . . He [Ben Jon- son] said to the King that his master, Mr. George Buchanan, had corrupted his ear when young, and learnt him to sing verses when he should have read them. . . . Sir Francis Walsingham said of our King, when he was ambassador in Scotland, ' Hie nunquam regnabit superius." " Inigo Jones. — " He [Ben Jonson] said to Prince Charles of Inigo Jones, that, when he wanted words to express the greatest villain in the world, he would call him an Inigo." BEN'S CENSURE OF ENGLISH WRITERS, LIVING AND DEAD, AND GOSSIP ABOUT THEM. Sir Philip Sidney. — " That Sidney did not keep a decorum in making every one speak as well as himself. . . . For a Heroic Poem, he said, there was no such ground as King- Arthur's fiction; and that Sir P. Sidney had ane intention to have transformed all his Arcadia to the stories of King Arthur. . . . Sir P. Sidney was no pleasant man in countenance, his face being spoiled with pimples, and of high blood, and long. . . . The Countess of Rutland [died 1612] was nothing inferior to her father, Sir P. Sidney, in poesy." Spenser. — "Spenser's stanzas pleased him not, nor his matter. . . . That, the Irish having robbed Spenser's goods, and burnt his house and a little child new born, he and his wife escaped, and after he died for lack of bread in King Street, and refused twenty pieces sent to him by my Lord of Essex, and said he was sorry he had no time to spend them. That, in that paper Sir W. Raleigh had (from Spenser) of the Allegories of his Faery Qtteene, by the 'Blatant Beast' the Puritans were understood, by the ' False Duessa ' the Queen of Scots." Raleigh. — " That Sir W. Raleigh esteemed more of fame than conscience. The best wits of England were employed for making his History. Ben himself had written a piece to him of the Punic war, which he altered and set in his books. Sir W. Raleigh hath written the life of Queen Elizabeth, of which there is copies extant." Hooker. — " Hooker's Ecclesiastical History, whose children 9 6 DRUMMOXD OF HAWTHORN DEN. are now beggars, [is the best book in English] for Church matters." Southwell the Jesuit. — " That Southwell was hanged; yet, so he [Ben Jonson] had written that piece of his, The Bartiing Babe, he would have been content to destroy many of his." Shakespeare. — " That Shakespeare wanted art. . . . Shakespeare, in a play, brought in a number of men saying they had suffered shipwrack in Bohemia, where there is no sea near by some hundred miles." Lord Bacon. — " My Lord-Chancellor of England wringeth his speeches from the strings of his band, and other counsellors from the picking of their teeth." Sir Thomas Overbury. — " Overbury was first his friend; then turned his mortal enemy." Daniel. — " Samuel Daniel was a good, honest man, had no children; but no poet. . . . Daniel was at jealousies with him." Drayton. — "That Michael Drayton's Polyolbion, if he had performed what he promised to write (the deeds of all the worthies), had been excellent: his long verses pleased him not. . . . Drayton feared him, and he esteemed not of him." Chapman and Fletcher. — " That the translations of Homer and Virgil in long Alexandrines were but prose. . . . That Chapman and Fletcher were loved of him. . That, next himself, only Fletcher and Chapman could make a masque." Sylvester, Fairfax, and Harrington. — " That Sylvester's translation of Du Bartas was not well done, and that he [Ben Jonson] wrote his verses before it [an epigram of high commen- dation by Jonson, prefixed, among others, to Sylvester's book] ere he understood to confer [i.e., compare with the original]. Nor that of Fairfax's [the translation of Tasso]. That Sir John Harrington's Ariosto, under all translations, was the worst." . . . Francis Beaumont. — " That Francis Beaumont loved too much himself and his own verses. . . . Francis Beau- mont died ere he was 30 years of age." Mtat. 33-34. THE HAWTHORNDEN CONVERSATIONS. 97 Marston. — " He beat Marston, and took his pistol from him. Marston wrote his father-in-law's preachings, and his father-in-law his [Marston's] Comedies." Dr. Donne. — " That Donne's Anniversary was profane and full of blasphemies : that he told Mr. Donne if he had written of the Virgin Mary it had been something; to which he an- swered that he described the idea of a woman, and not as she was. That Donne, for not keeping of accent, deserved hang- ing. . . . He esteemeth John Donne the first poet in the world in some things. Affirmeth Donne to have written all his best pieces ere he was 25 years old. . . . The conceit of Donne's Transformation, or Metempsychosis, was that he sought the soul of that apple which Eva pulled, and there- after made it the soul of a bitch, then of a she-wolf, and so of a woman. His general purpose was to have brought in all the bodies of the Heretics from the soul of Cain, and at last left it in the body of Calvin. Of this he never wrote but one sheet ; and now, since he was made Doctor, repenteth highly, and seeketh to destroy all his Poems. . . . Donne's grand- father, on the mother side, was Heywood the Epigrammatist. That Donne himself, from not being understood, would perish." Sir William Alexander and Sir Robert Aytoun. — " Sir W. Alexander was not half kind to him, and neglected him, because [he, Sir \V., was] a friend to Drayton. . . . That Sir R. Aytoun loved him dearly." Selden. — " [Among important books] Selden's Titles of Honour, for antiquities; and ane book of The Gods of the Gentiles whose names are in Scripture. ... J. Selden liveth on his own ; is the law-book of the Judges of England ; the bravest man in all languages." Nat Field. — " Nat Field was his [Jonson's] scholar, and he had read to him the Satires of Horace and some Epigrams of Martial." A Pack of Rogues and Fools. — " That Sharpham, Day, Dekker, were all rogues, and that Minshew was one. . . . That Abraham Fraunce, in his English Hexameters, was a fool. . . . That Markham was not of the faithful, i.e. Poets, and but a base fellow. That such were Day and Middleton." G 9 8 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. ben's opinions of classical authors. " That Petronius, Plinius Secundus, Tacitus, spoke best Latin; that Quintilian's 6th, 7th, and 8th Books were not only to be read, but altogether digested. Juvenal, Persius, Horace, Martial, for delight ; and so Pindar. . . . Lucan, taken in parts, excellent ; altogether, naught. . . . Tacitus, he said, wrote the secrets of the Council and Senate, as Suetonius did those of the Cabinet and Courts." ben's opinions of foreign authors. " He thought not Bartas a poet, but a verser, because he wrote not fiction. He cursed Petrarch for redacting verses to sonnets ; which he said were like that tyrant's bed, where some who were too short were racked, others too long cut short. That Guarini, in his Pastor Fido, kept not decorum, in making shepherds speak as well as himself could. . . . That Bonne- fonius' Vigilium Veneris was excellent. . . . That the best pieces of Ronsard were his odes." [Note by Drummond here — " All this was to no purpose, for he neither doth understand French nor Italians."] ben's talk about himself and his own writings. " His Grandfather came from Carlisle, and, he thought, from Annandale to it ; he served King Henry VIII., and was a gentleman. His Father lost all his estate under Queen Mary, having been cast in prison and forfeited; at last turned minister; so he [Ben] was a minister's son. He himself was posthumous- born, a month after his father's decease ; brought up poorly ; put to school by a friend (his master Camden) ; after taken from it, and put to another craft, which he could not endure ; then he went to the Low Countries; but, returning soon, he betook himself to his wonted studies. " In his service in the Low Countries, he had, in the face of both the camps, killed ane enemy, and taken opiina sfiolia from him ; and since his coming to England, being appealed to the fields, he had killed his adversary [a player named Gabriel Spencer, in 1598], who had hurt him in the arm, and whose sword was ten inches longer than his ; for the which he was imprisoned and almost at the gallows. Then took his religion by trust, of a priest who visited him in prison. Thereafter he was twelve years a Papist. ... In the time of his close „£iirf. 33-34- THE HAWTHORNDEN CONVERSATIONS. 99 imprisonment, under Queen Elizabeth, his judges could get nothing of him to all their demands but Ay and No. They placed two damned villains, to catch advantage of him, with him ; but he was advertised by his keeper : of the spies he hath ane epigram. [No LIX. of Ben's ' Epigrams.'] " He married a wife who was a shrew, yet honest. Five years he had not been with her, but remained with my Lord Aubigny. " When the King came in England at that time the pest was in London, he [Ben], being in the country at Sir Robert Cotton's house with old Camden, saw in a vision his eldest son, then a child and at London, appear unto him with the mark of a bloody cross on his forehead, as if it had been cutted with a sword ; at which amazed he prayed unto God, and on the morning he came to Mr. Camden's chamber to tell him ; who persuaded him it was but ane apprehension of his phantasy, at which he should not be disjected: in the meantime comes there letters from his wife of the death of that boy in the plague. He appeared to him, he said, of a manly shape, and of that growth that he thinks he shall be at the Resurrection. " He was delated by Sir James Murray to the King for writing something against the Scots in a play Eastward Ho ! and volun- tarily imprisoned himself with Chapman and Marston, who had written it amongst them. The report was that they should then have had their ears cut and noses. After their delivery he banqueted all his friends ; there was Camden, Selden, and others. At the midst of the feast his old Mother drank to him, and showed him a paper which she had, if the sentence had taken execution, to have mixed in the prison among his drink, which was full of lusty strong poison ; and, that she was no churl, she told she minded first to have drunk of it herself. " He had many quarrels with Marston ; beat him, and took his pistol from him ; wrote his Poetaster on him. . . . " Sir W. Raleigh sent him governor with his son, anno 1613, to France. This youth, being knavishly inclined, among other pastimes . . . caused him [Ben] to be drunken, and dead drunk, so that he knew not where he was ; thereafter laid him on a car, which he made to be drawn by pioneers through the streets, at every corner showing his governor stretched out, and telling them that was a more lively image of the crucifix than any they had : at which sport young Raleigh's mother delighted much, saying his father young was so inclined; though the father abhorred it. . . . ioo DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. "He was Master of Arts in both the Universities, by their favour, not his study. . . . He can set horoscopes, but trusts not in them. He, with the consent of a friend, cozened a lady, with whom he had made appointment to meet ane old Astrologer in the suburbs ; which she keeped, and it was himself dis- guised in a long gown and a white beard, at the light of dim- burning candles, up in a little cabinet reached unto by a ladder. . . . Every first day of the new year he had ^20 sent him by the Earl of Pembroke to buy books. . . . One day being at table with my Lady Rutland [Sidney's daughter and a poetess], her husband, coming in, accused her that she kept table to poets ; of which she wrote a letter to him [Ben], which he answered. My Lord intercepted the letter, but never challenged him. . . . After he was reconciled with the Church, and left off to be a Recusant, at his first communion, in token of true reconciliation, he drank out all the full cup of wine. . . . He hath consumed a whole night in lying looking to his great toe, about which he hath seen Tartars and Turks, Romans and Car- thaginians, fight in his imagination. . . . Northampton was his mortal enemy, for beating, on a St. George's day, one of his attenders : he was called before the Council for his Sejanus, and accused both of Popery and Treason by him. . . . Sundry times he hath devoured his books, i.e., sold them all for necessity. . . . He hath a mind to be a churchman ; and, so he might have favour to make one sermon to the King, he careth not what thereafter should befall him, for he would not flatter though he saw death. . . . He never esteemed of a man for the name of a Lord. . . . He was better versed and knew more in Greek and Latin than all the poets in England, and quintessence their brains. "Of all his Plays he never gained ,£200. . . . The half of his Comedies were not in print. . . . He hath a Pastoral written long ago] entitled The May Lord. His own name "in it] is Alkin, Ethra the Countess of Bedford's, Mogibell Overbury, the old Countess of Suffolk an Enchantress ; other names are given to Somerset's Lady, Pembroke, the Countess of Rutland, Lady Wroth. In his first story Alkin cometh in mending his broken pipe. [This Pastoral is lost]. . . . That Epithalamium that wants a name in his printed works was made at the Earl of Essex's marriage. ... A Play of his upon which he was accused [is called] The Devil is an Ass. According to Comoedia Vetus in England, the Devil was jEtat. 33-34. THE HAWTHORNDEN CONVERSATIONS. IO i brought in either with one Vice or other ; the play done, the Devil carried away the Vice. [But] he brings in the Devil so overcome with the wickedness of the age that he thought himself ane Ass. Uapepyovs [?] is discoursed of the Duke of Drounland [?]. The King desired him to conceal it. [Accord- ingly, though the play was acted in 16 16, it was not printed till long afterwards.] . . . He hath commented and translated Horace's Art of Poesy : it is in dialogue-ways ; by Criticus he understandeth Dr. Donne. The book that goes about, The Art of English Poesy, was done twenty years since, and kept long in writ as a secret. . . . He had written a Discourse of Poesy both against Campion and Daniel, especially this last; where he proves couplets to be the bravest sort of verses, especially when they are broken, like Hexameters, and that cross rhymes and stanzas (because the purpose would lead him beyond eight lines to conclude) were all forced. . . . Pembroke and his lady dis- coursing, the Earl said the women were men's shadows, and she maintained them. Both appealing to Jonson, he affirmed it true ; for which my Lady gave a penance to prove it in verse. Hence his epigram [printed in his Works]. . . . He had ane intention to have made a Play like Plautus's Amphitrio ; but left it off, for that he could never find two [actors] so like others that he could persuade the spectators they were one. . . . That piece of The Pucelle of the Court [the epigram of that name printed among his ' Underwoods '] was stolen out of his pocket by a gentleman who drank him drowsy, and given Mistress Boulstred [the subject of it] ; which brought him great displeasure. . . . " He wrote all his [poetry] first in prose, for so his master Camden had learned him. Verses stood by sense without either colours or accent ['which yet other times he denied,' adds Drummond]. ... A great many epigrams were ill because they expressed in the end what should have been understood by what was said. . . . He scorned such verses as could be transponed. . . . He scorned anagrams. . . . His impresa [device for a seal] was a compass with one foot in centre, the other broken ; the word [motto] Deest quod duceret orbem. . . . His arms were three spindles or rhombi ; his own word [motto] about them Percunctabor or Perscrutator. ... Of all styles he loved most to be named ' Honest,' and hath of that ane hundred letters so naming him. ... In his merry humour he was wont to name himself ' The Poet.' . . . I o 2 DR UMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. "He had ane intention to perfect ane Epic Poem, entitled Heroologia, of the Worthies of this country roused by Fame, and was to dedicate it to his country : it is all in couplets, for he detesteth all other rhymes. . . . He hath intention to write a Fisher or Pastoral Play and set the stage of it in the Lomond Lake. . . . He is to write his foot Pilgrimage hither, and to call it A Discovery. In a Poem [now lost] he calleth Edin- burgh 'The heart of Scotland, Britain's other eye.'" ben's readings to drummond, and his favourite quotations from himself and others. " He read his translation of that ode of Horace, Beatus ille qui firocul negotiis, and admired it. . . . He read the Preface of his Art of Poesy, upon Horace's Art of Poesy, where he hath ane apology of a play of his, St. Bartholomew's Fair. . . . The most commonplace of his repetition was a Dialogue Pastoral between a shepherd and a shepherdess about singing [The Musical Strife, now printed among Ben's " Underwoods "] : another Parabostes Pariane, with his letter ; that Epigram of Gout; my Lady Bedford's Buck [No. LXXXIV. of Ben's "Epigrams"] ; his Verses of Drinking, "Drink to me only with thine eyes," "Swell me a bowl" [in The Poetaster], &c. ; his Verses of a Kiss. . . . He read a Satire of a Lady come from the Bath ; Verses on the Pucelle of the Court, Mistress Boul- stred, whose epitaph Donne made ; a satire telling there was no abuses to make a satire of, and in which he repeateth all the abuses in England and the World. . . . [Donne's] verses of The Lost Chain he hath by heart [the piece is printed among Donne's "Elegies," and consists of 114 lines], and that passage of 2'he Calm, " That dust and feathers do not stir, all was so quiet " [these are not the exact words : see the poem among Donne's " Letters "]. ... Sir Henry Wotton's verses of a Happy Life he hath by heart ; and a piece of Chapman's trans- lation of the 13th of the Iliads, which he think eth well done. . . . He hath by heart some verses of Spenser's Calendar, about wine, between Colin and Percy [probably a passage near the end of the 10th Eclogue, where, however, the speakers are Pierce and Cuddie]. . . . He had oft [in his mouth] this verse, though he scorned it : " So long as we may, let us enjoy this breath, For nought doth kill a man so soon as Death." jEtat. 33-34. THE HAWTIJORNDEN CONVERSATIONS. 103 ben's criticisms of drummond's poetry, and advices TO HIM. " His censure of my verses was that they were all good, especially my Epitaph of the Prince \MHe raised for a small course of time, seemeth so glorious and magnificent, how highly would they prize, if they could see, His eternal habitation and throne ! And, if these be so dazzling, what is the sight of Him for whom and by whom all was created, of whose glory to behold the thousand-thou- sandth part the pure Intelligences are fully satiate and with wonder and delight rest amazed? For the beauty of His Light, and the light of His Beauty, are uncomprehensible. Here doth that earnest appetite of the understanding content itself, not seeking to know any more ; for it seeth before it, 1 44 DR UMMOND OF II A I! r THORNDEN. in the vision of the Divine Essence (a mirror in the which not images or shadows, but the true and perfect essence of everything created, is shown more clear and conspicuous than in itself), all that is known or understood ; and, whereas on Earth our senses show us the Creator by His creatures, here we see the creatures by the Creator. Here doth the will pause itself, as in the centre of its eternal rest glowing with a fervent affection to that infinite and all-sufficient Good ; which, being fully known, cannot, for the infinite motives and causes of love which are in Him, but be fully and perfectly loved: as He is only essential and true Beauty, deserving alone all love and admiration, by which the creatures are only in so much fair and excellent as they partici- pate of His beauty and excelling excellencies. Here is a blessed company, every one joying as much in another's felicity as in that which is proper, because each seeth another equally loved of God : thus their distinct joys are no fewer than the co-partners of their joy ; and, as the assembly is in number answerable to the large capacity of the place, so are the joys answerable to the numberless number of the assembly. No poor and pitiful mortal, confined on the globe of Earth, who hath never seen but sorrow, or interchangeably some painted superficial pleasures, and had but guesses of contentment, can rightly think on, or be sufficient to conceive, the termless delights of this place. So many feathers move not on birds, so many birds dint not the air, so many leaves tremble not on trees, so many trees grow not in the solitary forests, so many waves turn not in the ocean, and so many grains of sand limit not those waves, as this triumphant Court hath variety of de- lights, and joys exempted from all comparison. . . . But, although this bliss of souls be great, and their joys many, yet shall they admit addition, and be more full and perfect at that long-wished and general reunion with their bodies." On the whole, if the reader will add the impressions he may have received from our specimens of Drummond's Flowers of Sion, and our extracts from his Cypress Grove, to the impres- sions already made by his previous poems and letters, he will probably agree with me that there can have been few more interesting persons of the literary and meditative order living in Great Britain about the year 1623 than this Scottish ALtat. 34-40. A WORD OF CRITICISM. 145 gentleman, domiciled so quietly in his glen of the Esk near Edinburgh. True, one may take exceptions to the substance of the writings in which Drummond had revealed himself. Especially one may feel that, with all their poetical beauty, their musical sweetness, and their pensive metaphysical elevation, there is a certain monotony in the total effect. This incessant thought of the All as a bell of azure space, with Moon, Sun, Planets, and Stars in it, overhanging the Earth — beautiful as it is, im- pressive as it is, and paint it and repaint it as one may with every study of variety, now lightening the blue to dim the golden discs, and again deepening it that they may shine out more lustrously: what is it, after all, but a luxurious intel- lectual tent? Why live for ever in this tent, green-carpeted though it be, the blue folds and cope of silk rustling never so finely, and the fringes, cords, and devices glittering? Come out from it; walk a little in the crowded plain; engage in some- thing there; insult somebody, and let there be a private scuffle, if nothing else offers ; dash into a general uproar, right or wrong, and vociferate like a giant on whichever side ; investigate some- thing with lynx-like pertinacity on and on; take humours thick and fast as they come, and fashion them multifariously into plays and stories ! Or, if you will be at the tent, the tent, see that it is all it might be! See that it is a just reduction in emblem of the All it is intended to represent, and that there is no pressing question about the All to which it cannot give accommodation and suggest figurative response ! Persist even in this perfecting of the tent ! Not ceasing to be a poet, you may then anticipate, but by one stroke farther, the feat of a Berkeley; or, by still harder fortification, and wider building- out, you may convert your poetic shelter into the system of a Kant. Really, though one says all this, by Avay of asserting one's right never to be wholly satisfied, it is very unfair to our good and high-minded Drummond. For one thing, it is one of his K 146 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. distinctions among his literary contemporaries that he had thought of constructing for himself a permanent intellectual tent, a theory or image of the All, of any sort. For another, his tent is a very good tent, better than most of us live in yet. On the whole, therefore, I repeat, without hesitation, that he is one of the most interesting men of the literary or meditative order in his time in Great Britain. Let the limits of the time be between 1616, when Shakespeare died, and 1634, when Comus was produced. Then, among the somewhat inefficient scattering of wits and poets in England itself in that interval, presided over though they were by a massive Ben Jonson, 1 do not think one will be found of purer, clearer, and sweeter genius than Drummond of Hawthornden. Certain it is, at all events, that there was no other such soft, cultured, contem- plative, and musical soul in rugged, dogged, and Kirk-vexed Scotland in the last year of King James the Sixth. The last year of King James the Sixth ! Yes, we have now arrived at that epoch ! The big-headed, thick-tongued, sham- bling, shrewd, jocose, scholarly, half-brutal, not unlikeable, but altogether grotesque and disreputable king of the three king- doms was approaching his end. He was leaning now on the last of his favourites, Villiers, Duke of Buckingham. His un- popularity with the English had of late years much increased, in consequence of his prosecution of the Spanish Match for his son Charles, his truckling to the Spanish Court, and his deser- tion of the cause of Continental Protestantism, as represented in his son-in-law, the Elector Palatine. The Spanish Match, however, having been at length broken off, greatly to the de- light of the English, another Parliament had been called (Feb. 19, 1624), to declare war against Spain, vote supplies for an expedition to the Palatinate, and give James and his minister Buckingham a chance of retrieving themselves even yet by a thoroughly Protestant policy. The chance was to continue throughout the year 1624. What was made of it needs not be AZtat 34-40. KERR OF ANCRAM RETURNED. I47 inquired here. We have but to cull out a particular or two of the Court-life of that year, appertaining to Drummond's bio- graphy. Drummond's friend, Sir Robert Kerr of Ancram, had received a formal pardon for his offence before the end of 1620, and had revisited England in 162 1, and married for his second wife the widow of a Somersetshire Knight, named Portman, better known by her own title as Lady Anne Stanley, daughter of the 6th Earl of Derby. He had been again abroad, however; and not till 1624 do we find him permanently back in England and restored to Court-favour. Prince Charles had been his friend throughout his misfortune, and had exerted himself to procure his pardon; and it was to the Prince's service that he was now especially attached. To be dated in 1624, if not earlier, is a letter of Drum- mond's to Kerr. " Brave minds, like lamps," he says, " are " discerned when they are canopied with the night of affliction, " and, like rubies, give the fairest lustre when they are rubbed. " The sight of so many stately towns and differing manners " of men, the conquest of such friends abroad and trial of " those at home, the leaving of your remembrance so honour- " able to after times, have made you more happy in your " distress than if, like another Endymion, you had slept away " that swift course of days in the embracements of the Court." Drummond seems to have been so far right. Kerr had brought back with him, if not a generally improved mind, at least a renewed interest in Poetry. He had been struck, while abroad, by " hearing in the Low Countries the Dutchmen and French sing in their several languages to one tune;" and, from the hint so afforded, he had conceived the idea of a special variation of the king's project of a metrical version of the Psalms. Why should there not be a series of " Psalms in English Verse to the measures of the French and Dutch," which differed somewhat from the English common metre of eights and sixes? Accordingly, by the end of April, 1624, he 148 DRUMMOND OF HAWTIIORNDEN. had himself done ten of the Psalms in this style, and had sent them to Drummond, whose transcript of them in his own hand still remains. Their merit was not superlative ; but Drummond seems to have taken a friendly interest in them, and to have corresponded further with Kerr about them and about poetry generally. There is a scroll of a letter of Drummond's, without date or address, which was possibly part of this correspondence. It refers to a conversation Drummond had had with the person addressed, in which they had " regretted the want of Christian songs and hymns in our English tongue, the neighbour coun- tries of France and Germany having the advantage of us herein," and had agreed in wishing that the supply of this defect might be " enterprised by some happy wit;" and it encloses a copy of an attempt of Drummond's own of the de- sired kind, which he considers the property of his correspon- dent, as " the first mover" in the business. If this letter was not actually to Kerr, there must have been others to him of a similar kind, stimulating Kerr's poetical vein generally ; for in the close of the year Kerr sent to Drummond the fol- lowing : — " To my worthy Friend, Mr. William Drummond of Haze.it/10r71den, " Sir, " Every wretched creature knows the way to that place where it is most made of; and so do my Verses to you, that was so kind to the last that every thought I think that way hastes to be at you. It is true I get leisure to think few ; not that they are cara because rara, but indeed to declare that my employment and ingine concur to make them, like Jacob's days, few and evil. Withal I can think of no subject which doth not so resolve in a vein so opposite to this world's taste that my verses are twice lost— to be known like Indians among Spaniards for their cross disposition, and as coming from me that can make none without an hammer and the fire ; so as justly they cannot be auribus hujus sceculi accommodata. The best is I care as little for them as their fame ; yet, if you do not dislike them, it is warrant enough for me to let them live sEtat. 34-40. KERR OF A NCR AM RETURNED. I49 till they get your doom. In this Sonnet I have sent you an approbation of your own life ; whose character however I have missed, I have let you see how I love it, and would fain praise it, and indeed would fainer practise it. It may be the All-wise God keeps us from that kind of life we would choose in this world, lest we should be the unwillinger to part with it when He calls us from it. I thank God that hath given me a great goodwill to be gone whensoever He calleth ; only I pray, with Ezekias, that He will give me leave to set my poor house in such a moderate order that the wicked world have not occasion altogether to say of me ' There was a foolish courtier, that was in a fair way to make a great fortune, but that he would seek it, forsooth, by the desolate steps of virtue_ and fair dealing,' and [so laugh at me for] loving only such feckless company as, God knoweth, I can neither love nor sooth any other, be they never so powerful : at least their good must exceed their ill, or they must appear so to me. Yet do not think I will repine if I get no part of this desire ; but my utmost thought, when I have done all I should, is ever Fiat voluntas Domini. And thus I commend my Sonnet to you, and myself as " Your constantly loving friend to command, "Ro. Kerr. " Cambridge (where the Court was the week past about the making of the French Match), 1 6th December, 1624. "a sonnet in praise of a solitary life. Sweet Solitary Life, lovely dumb joy, That need'st no warnings how to grow more wise By other men's mishaps, nor the annoy Which from sore wrongs done to oneself doth rise ; The Mornings second mansion, Truth's first friend, Never acquainted with the world's vain broils, Where the whole day to our own use we spend, And our dear time no fierce ambition spoils ; Most happy state, that never tak'st revenge For injuries received, nor dost fear The Court's great earthquake, the grieved truth of change, Nor none of Falsehood's savoury lies dost hear, Nor know'st Mope's sweet disease that charms our sense, Nor its sad cure, dear-bought Experience ! " 15° DRUMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. " The date of this starved rhyme and the place was the very Bedchamber [of the King], where I could not sleep."* With all allowance for the circumstance last mentioned, one can see that Kerr had judged his own Muse quite rightly when he said she required a hammer and fire at any time when she would make verses. It is fair, however, to give the footnote in which he explains why in the fifth line of the Sonnet he had called a solitary life " the Morning's second mansion " and "Truth's first friend," as the reader would hardly guess the reasons for himself. They were " because the next way the Morning goeth from the lap of Thetis is to those that dwell in the country, for at Court and the great palaces of the world they lie abed and miss it," and because " Truth getteth first welcome among those that be at leisure to consider of her excellency." There had been late lying-abed, it seems, and small leisure for considering of the excellency of Truth, at the Court at Cambridge during the preceding week, all being so busy in settling those final arrangements for the French Match, or marriage of Prince Charles with the French Princess Henrietta-Maria, in the midst of which, as Kerr tells us, his Sonnet to Drummond -was written. If Kerr could make a Sonnet in the King's Bedchamber, and was also versifying some of the Psalms in a new way of his own, he may again, one fancies, have been on the King's select Committee for the royal work of Psalm-translation. That work was still going on ; and Sir William Alexander, whose Nova Scotia scheme had not yet made much way, was still in this matter the King's adviser-in-chief. Alas ! Psalm- translation, Royal Matchmaking, the championship of Pro- * Drummond 's undated letter of congratulation to Ken - on his return to Court is printed at pp. 142-3 of the 1711 Edition of his Works; and Kerr's Letter and Sonnet of Dec. 16, 1624, are given at pp. 152-3 of the same volume. The intermediate letter of Drummond's, cited as possibly, but not certainly, written to Kerr, will be found among Mr. Laing's Extracts from the Hawthornden MSS., Arch. Scot., IV. 92. /Etat. 34-40. DEATH OF KING JAMES. I5I testantism in the Palatinate, carousings and high jinks with the Duke of Buckingham, and all the fun and politics of this world universally, had come to a close for his Majesty. In March, 1625, he lay tossing on his bed at his house of Theobalds in Herts, grievously ill of tertian ague, Buckingham interfering with the treatment of the case by the royal physicians, and insisting on first administering a powder, and then apply- ing a plaster, with his own hands. On Sunday the 27 th of that month he died, in the fifty-ninth year of his age. On the 30th the news reached Edinburgh. A tremendous tempest of wind and rain had been raging there the day before, and it was in the lull after this tempest that it was proclaimed to the Scots that King James was dead and that King Charles reigned in his stead. Naturally, in Scotland even more than in England, there was a recollection at that moment (except among the more resolute Presbyterians) of all the good that could be said of the dead king, and of that reputation of his for learning and wisdom, demonstrably of Scottish origin unless in so far as they might be divine, which the greatest of Englishmen for twenty years bygone, Lord Bacon included, had concurred in making proverbial through Europe. It need not surprise us, then, that, among the clouds of poems produced for his obsequies, there was a sonnet by Drummond, who had honoured him so conspicuously in his Forth Feasting eight years before, and who had seen no reason since to adopt the Presbyterian quarrel with him. I would rather omit it if I could ; but to do so would be to tamper with the records. Besides, if Drummond could write it and feel it in any degree to be true, why should the poor king, because we judge differently of him now, lose the benefit of it ? So here it is : — " Let holy David, Salomon the wise, That King whose breast Egeria did inflame, Augustus, Helen's son great in all eyes, Do homage low to thy mausolean frame ; 152 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. And bow before thy laurel anadem Let all those sacred swans which to the skies By never-dying lays have raised their name, From north to south, where sun doth set and rise. Religion, orphaned, waileth o'er thine urn ; Out Justice weeps her eyes, now truly blind ; In Niobes the remnant Virtues turn ; Fame, but to blaze thy glories, lives behind. The world which late was golden by thy breath Is iron turned and horrid by thy death." CHAPTER VIII. FIRST FIVE YEARS OF THE REIGN OF CHARLES I. : DRUMMOND'S PATENT FOR MECHANICAL INVENTIONS, AND HIS GIFT TO EDINBURGH UNIVERSITY : UNCERTAINTY OF HIS WHEREABOUTS DURING THOSE FIVE YEARS : PROBABLY ABROAD FOR THE MOST PART. 1625 — 1630. HP HE accession of Charles L, whatever were to be its effects on the three kingdoms, brought better days than ever for Sir William Alexander of Menstrie. One of the first Acts of the new reign was the confirmation and extension of Sir William's Nova Scotia Charter, with a more formal ratification of his title to the Lieutenancy or Vice- royalty of the large Transatlantic territory there defined. Act- ually, in May, 1625, there was the first creation of Nova Scotia baronets, the patent of each baronetcy conferring so much land in the new country on its possessor, and the infeoff- ment taking place on the Castle Hill of Edinburgh, the dust and stones of which were made, by a legal figment, to represent the ideal miles and leagues of American land. By this time some of the Scottish nobles and lairds had gone into partnership with Alexander in his enterprise ; moneys had been subscribed, or were understood to be forthcoming ; and there were contracts for the settlement of emigrants from Sutherlandshire and other parts of Scotland in the new plantations. To aid in the busi- ness, and bring in more partners and subscribers, with pur- chasers of the reserved baronetcies, Sir William published and r 54 DRUMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. circulated, in the same year, a tract called An Encouragement to Colonies, and Sir Robert Gordon of Lochinvar, one of the already created baronets, co-operated with him in another pamphlet, entitled Encouragements for such as shall have inten- tion to be u/idertakcrs in the new plantation of Cape Breton, now New Galloway, in America. Nor was this all. On the 28th of January, 1626, Sir William was promoted to the high office of Principal Secretary of State for Scotland, the duties of which did not involve residence in Edinburgh (where there was a conjoint or subordinate secretary), but consisted in attending the king in London on all Scottish business, receiving his in- structions thereon, and transmitting the same to the proper Scottish authorities. Thus Sir William was at once Lieutenant or Viceroy of New Scotland and Secretary of State for Old Scotland. Nor was this yet all. Those Psalm-translations which King James had had so much at heart, and which he meant to dedicate to the United Churches of Great Britain and Ireland, had been left in a rough and unfinished state — not advanced farther than Psalm XXXI. in any complete form, if we may trust the precise statement made by Bishop Williams of Lincoln in the king's funeral sermon ; and Charles felt it to be his filial duty to have this work revised, perfected, and prepared for the press. To whom could such an editorial office be more fitly entrusted than to Sir William Alexander, who had been with the late king all along in the labour, not only as adviser and assistant, but, to a great extent also, unless people are mistaken, as contributor? This editorship of the late king's Psalms, accordingly, was added to Sir William's other honours. He had been already for some time engaged in it when Charles, Aug. 25, 1626, addressed a letter to Spotswood, Arch- bishop of St. Andrews, announcing the fact, and requiring all the assistance the Scottish clergy could give. "Whereas it " pleased our late dear Father, of famous and eternal memory," so runs the letter, "considering how imperfect the Psalms in " metre presently used are, out of his zeal to the glory of God, Mtat. 40-45. ALEXANDER'S NEW HONOURS. 155 " and for the good of all the Churches in his dominions, to " translate them anew : therefore, as we have given command- " ment to our trusty and well-beloved Sir William Alexander, " Knight, to consider and review the metre and poesy thereof, " so our pleasure is that you and some of the most learned " divines in that our kingdom confer them with the original '• text, and with the most exact translations, and thereafter cer- " tify back your opinions unto us concerning the same, whether " it be fitting that they be published, and sung in churches, "instead of the old Translation, or not."* One can see that the intention was that the Scottish Bishops should secure suffi- cient accuracy to the original, and that, under that safeguard, Alexander should look after the verse and expression. Within little more than a year it must have been decided by all the referees that the late king's Psalms would do credit to his memory, and were suitable for the intended purpose, or might easily be made so; for, on the 28th of December, 1627, there was granted to Alexander a patent of the entire copyright, or liberty to print and sell the king's Psalms, for a period of thirty-one years, in consideration of " the great pains already taken, and to be taken, in collating and revising the same, and in seeing the first impression thereof to be carefully and well done." As it was expected that the King's Psalms, when published, would be the sole authorised version for use in churches, this was a most substantial gift, and Sir William must have been anxious to get the work to press as soon as possible. For the present, however, his profits from this patent, like those from his Nova Scotia Charter, were rather prospective. During the greater part of these three years of rewards and honoraria to Sir William Alexander from the new reign the traces of his friend Drummond are so few and dubious that we * Baillie's Letters and Journals, edit. 1842, III. 530 (i.e., part of Ap- pendix by the editor, Mr. David Laing, containing an interesting account of old Metrical Versions of the Psalms). 156 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. are not sure even of his whereabouts. We have seen that he was still at Hawthornden as late as December, 1624, when Sir Robert Kerr wrote to him in praise of his solitary life there, and probably also as far into 1625 as the date of King James's death. But from this last point till late in 1627 there is such a break in the records that we are obliged to suppose him away from Hawthornden, or even out of Scotland altogether, begin- ning that lengthened period of foreign travel which the old biographer of 1 7 1 1 assigns to him at some time in his mature life, but dates confusedly. In 1625, on Charles's accession, Drummond was in his fortieth year, and there were various rea- sons which might make it then agreeable and useful for him to refresh his acquaintance with foreign countries. He may have revisited France, where he had resided some years in his youth; and he may have included in his tour the Low Countries, Ger- many, and Italy. Wherever he went, his means were such as to enable him to live with credit, and his accomplishments in languages such as to make him sufficiently at home. It need be remarked only that he can hardly have been in France after July, 1626. In that month Charles, who had in the previous year married Henrietta Maria, the sister of the reigning French King, Louis XIII., had come to a rupture with the French Government ; and there was a consequent war between the two countries, which lasted till May, 1629. English and Scottish travellers for pleasure would naturally, while this war lasted, keep out of France. Our first glimpse of Drummond as again back in England and Scotland is in a Latin document of a business nature. It is so curious, and presents him in such a new and unexpected light, that we shall translate it entire : — " LETTER PATENT TO MR. WILLIAM DRUMMOND FOR THE MAKING OF MILITARY MACHINES. "Charles, by the grace of God, King of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, and Defender of the Faith, to all his good .Ktat. 40-45. ROYAL PATENT TO DRUMMOND. 157 subjects whom the present letters may reach, greeting. — Know that, whereas, from the unexceptionable testimonies of many per- sons, we have been clearly informed that our faithful subject, Mr. William Drummond, of Hawthornden, has expended very much time, labour, and money in the devising and fabricating of various machines, which may be of use and profit to the State in the affairs both of peace and war, and that the same gentleman, by the application of mathematical and physical principles, has invented certain new arms, and perfected some old and imperfect ones, or rescued obsolete ones from oblivion, and especially warlike engines which may be used as arms both of offence and defence, and whether the action should have to be in seafight or landfight : to wit : — " 1. A Cavalry Weapon, by which single cavalry soldiers may do as much in battle as five or six can do with the common arms, and which weapon will also suit excellently for foot ser- vice : the same, from the dreadfulness no less than the sudden- ness of its effect, being called BaKrpof3povri](pov, or Thundering Rod; but commonly, with reference to the variety of sizes it may assume without change of nature, known by such different names as the Box Pistol, Box Musket, Box Carabine, or Box Dragoon, " 2. A new kind of Pike, by which any foot-soldier, besides his own work, will be able to do also the work of five or six sclopetarii ; which weapon may be called Aoy%aKovTLo--->]s, that is, Shooting Pike or Pikearquebus. " 3. A certain machine as of combined sclopi, by the benefit of which one or two soldiers will be made able to* do the work of a hundred sclopetarii ; which machine, from its effects, may be named 'App.aKepa.vvos, or Thundering Chariot, vulgarly The Fiery Waggon. " 4. A new kind of larger gun, by which, without fail, in the same space of time in which hitherto one ball has been dis- charged, there may be discharged four or five, and that whether in naval or in land engagement ; of which machine there are varieties both of shape and size, though, from the property com- mon to all, it may be called Avw^ifiakco-Tpov, or Open Gun, vulgarly Open Ordnance. " 5 and 6. Instruments of the mortar or siphon kind : whereof the one, on account of its signal use in defending walls and ships, and its truly wonderful speed, is called HXarocrKeSao-TLKov, i 5 8 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORN DEN. vulgarly The Flat-Scourer ; the other, because of its special utility for shattering the masts, sails, rigging, and oars of ships, receives the name 'EvOvT/xrjTLKov, vulgarly The Cutter. " 7. A sort of machine, not unlike the Helepolis of the ancients, or rather the Helepolis itself adapted to modern warfare, and that both for storming forts, and defending the same ; by the help of which, in sieges of towns, rapid approaches may be made to an inner fortification or ditch, without any moveable earthwork, and, in the defence of towns, a fort may be so strengthened that by no attacks can it be taken or destroyed, but will afford a free shelter from the enemy. This machine, on account of its likeness to that part of a fortification which is commonly called the Cavalier, and because it carries several soldiers and is moveable, may be named HpoftoXrjKLvrjTos, vul- garly The ElepJiant, or The Cavalier Errant. " 9. [So numbered in the Patent, though, unless something is omitted in the copy, it should be 8.] A new kind of vessel, which will be able, without check from any strength of chains, bars, or batteries, to enter any harbours, and either destroy all the shipping by fire, or capture them by force ; which vessel, from its truly stupendous and terrible effect, and its dreadful destructiveness to ships and harbours, deserves to be called ' Aijj.evo\o9pevT7]s, vulgarly Leviathan. " 10. An instrument serving for the proportional observation of the strength and slackening of winds ; by which the master of a ship may be instructed for the more certain calculation of the exact length of his voyage, and which, accordingly, is called 'AvefjLOjxeTpov, or popularly The Wind- Measure. "11. A certain light kind of craft, which shall make very rapid way with sails and oars, at any time, or even with an adverse wind, and shall beat any ordinary vessel in speed : called therefore, 'EvaAioSpo^os, or popularly The Seapostilion. "12. An instrument by which the length of a sea-voyage is exactly reckoned, and the difference of the longitude of places determined, whether at sea or in neighbouring shores ; called, accordingly, M^koScikt^s, or popularly Length-Compass. " 13. An instrument by which a large quantity of salt water may, at slight expense, be made sweet and drinkable, and every day as much as will suffice for a ship's daily use, so that there need be no fear of putridity from long keeping ; which instal- ment is called HrjyovavriKov, or popularly Ship-Fountain. JEtat. 40-45. ROYAL PATENT TO DRUMMOND. i5 q "14. A set of Burning Glasses of different kinds, by which, at whatever distance, whether on sea or land, any combustible stuffs, out of all reach of shot, may be set on fire. All these, though consisting of glasses shaped of various conic sections, concave and convex, and of other curved surfaces, and these variously combined, and burning by reflection as well as by refraction, have the common name TloppMirvpiirvov, and (not to deprive the illustrious Archimedes of his due honour) will be called Glasses of Archimedes. " 15. Certain kinds of telescopes, by means of which, at any distance, any object exposed to light may be seen no less clearly and vividly, in its own dimensions, than if it were placed at a proper distance, which instrument they call Hap-fao- Tzivoirrpov, and popularly Lynxes' Eyes. "16. An organic machine, producing, from a natural and never-wearied cause, Perpetual Motion, by the use of which an infinite variety of mechanical operations may have their prin- ciple ; which machine is called Aei/avr/Tos, or vulgarly The Mover : — " Inasmuch as the said Mr. William Drummond has, with singular industry, and no common ingenuity, thought out these, and not a few inventions besides, and justice and right demand that each one shall enjoy the rewards of his own virtue, so that persons of excellent genius and high ability may be encouraged to the undertaking of similar labours, and the endeavouring of those things which may be of benefit and use to the State : Therefore We have given and granted, and by the tenor of this our Patent do give and grant, to the said Mr. William Drummond, and his assigns, one or more, for the space of one- and-twenty years next and immediately following the date of these presents, our full power and privilege of making, or grant- ing to others the power of making, throughout our subjects or among foreigners, all the above-named machines, and so that he and they may freely sell, import, and export in and to the same kingdom and from the. same. "And, because there are not wanting certain envious and grasping persons, who, from a sordid and base spirit, strive to get for themselves the use and fruits of other people's labours, in such a manner that those who. have deserved well of the State are defrauded of the just reward of their labours, there- 160 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. fore we command, prohibit, and interdict, to the effect that none of our subjects within our kingdom of Scotland make, or cause to make, buy, sell, use, or in any way possess, any of the said instruments during the said space of time, without having first had and obtained the express license. of the aforesaid Mr. William Drummond and his aforesaid agents. And, if it shall happen that any one, on the contrary, makes, or' causes to be made, sells, buys, uses, or in any way possesses, any of the said instruments, without the express license of the aforesaid Mr. William Drummond and his agents, the said instruments shall belong to Mr. William Drummond and his agents, and the culprit shall pay a fine of fifty merks of the usual money of our kingdom of Scotland, half to go to our Treasurer for our use and the other half to the said Mr. William Drummond and his aforesaid heirs, and that as often as there shall be offences to the contrary, of whatever rank or quality the offenders be. And, if the offenders, from poverty, cannot pay the said fine, then they are to be punished in goods and persons, as shall appear fit to our Treasurer, Treasurer-depute, and the said Mr. William Drummond and his said representatives. Moreover, we order and command the Lords of our Council and Session, to the effect that they direct letters of horning, caption, and imprisonment, and all Justices of the Peace, and other officers and judges of whatever rank, that they take, apprehend, and incarcerate offenders, and also appraise their goods for dis- posal as above : — " Provided always that, if it shall happen that the aforesaid Mr. William Drummond and his aforesaids fail in reducing to prac- tice the forenamed machines, or one or more of them, within the space of three years next and immediately following the date of these presents, then and in that case these presents shall be of no force, efficacy, or value, to the extent of all or any of the said particulars not put to practice as aforesaid, but without prejudice to such as have been put to practice for the good of the said realm. " In witness whereof we have commanded our great seal to be put to these presents. At Hampton Court, the last day but one of the month of September, in the year of our Lord one thousand six hundred and twenty-six, and of our Reign the second. sElat. 40-45. DRUMMOND'S PATENT 161 " By the signature in the hand of His Majesty the King above- written. "Sealed at Holyrood House, 24th December, 1627. " Mr. David Sybbald." * What are we to say to this ? It certainly uncovers for us a portion of the life of our Laird of Hawthornden which we should not otherwise have guessed. Lo ! he has not been so exclusively confined as we had supposed in that beautiful intel- lectual tent of his, emblematic of the starry All of Physical Nature underhanging the Metaphysical Mystery ! He has not merely been pursuing his Petrarchian or more miscellaneous readings, penning Sonnets and Poems of his own, ruminating metaphysical questions and their moral significance, and re- creating himself with engravings and music. Amid all this, he has been retaining those tastes in mathematics and in mechani- cal science which he had acquired at College, and has actually been designing or projecting on paper, perhaps even laboriously modelling, a series of instruments and machines to perform all manner of wonders, and revolutionize, among other things, the whole art of warfare. Against one's will, one has to imagine that for some years there had been a litter of gun-barrels, tubes, lenses, and other apparatus of wood, glass, iron, and brass, somewhere on the Hawthornden premises, with a turning-lathe at least, and perhaps even a carpenter's shop and a smithy. It adds interest to this new information about Drummond to remember that, in such mechanical projects, he was in the track of his great compatriot, Napier of Merchiston. Had not that strange Apocalyptic and Logarithmic genius devoted a great part of his life to the invention of mechanical engines for warlike and other purposes, including two kinds of burning mirrors for destroying ships, and a peculiar shot for artillery that should, by some zig-zag motion, or other devilish ranging * Translated from the original Latin document as given in Drummond's Works, pp. 235-6. L 1 62 DRUMMOND OF HAIVTHORNDEN. from the rectilinear, sweep off whole battalions at once ? Was he not supposed to have carried some of these tremendous secrets to the grave with him, his Logarithms and other sounder studies having in his later years withdrawn him from such murderous ingenuities? Napier, as has been already mentioned, had lived till 1617, the man of greatest mark by far in or near Edinburgh, honoured by tokens of regard from even the distant Kepler; and Drummond (who had a copy of his treatise on the Apocalypse in his library) must have known him well. The local tradition of him and his in- ventions was, at all events, still fresh and operative, if only through the sight of the old mansion of Merchiston where he had lived and died, and which no one could pass without thinking of him. Moreover, his family had been left of some conspicuous consequence in Scottish society ; and his son and heir, Archibald, in particular, was sustaining the paternal name so creditably by his official and political abilities that his promotion to the peerage, by the title of First Lord Napier of Merchiston, was considered but a fair reward of his own merits, while it was a recognition of his father's. Altogether, it may have been impossible for Drummond, with his time on his hands, and with his fondness for ingenious studies, to have escaped the influence of such a predecessor as Napier, and the impulse he had given to mathematical and physical speculation, and to the quest after new mechanical contrivances. Perhaps, to a greater extent than we now know, Napier had bequeathed among his countrymen that precise form of the quest which had engaged so much of his own time, and which promised the world, if it would wait long enough, revolving pistols, rifled cannon, mitrailleuses, gun-cotton, torpedoes, Archimedean mirrors for burning ships, and turret-ships and iron-clads which would defy even the Archimedean burners. So much on the faith of historical coincidences and intrinsic- probabilities. Yet, on the other hand, a study of the patent itself suggests queries and suspicions. Mtat. 40-45. DRUMMOND'S PATENT. 163 It is dated at Hampton Court, Sept. 29, 1626, /.g DRUMMOXD OF IIAWTJ10RNDEN. their deaths to Letters ; for neither their monuments of marble, nor brass, nor gold, no not the diamond itself, are able so to preserve the glory of their actions as are some few sheets of paper. States and Republics owe much to those who, like torches, waste themselves to shine and give light to others ; but without those Fathers of their countries, who endeavour to preserve and communicate to posterity what these ingeniously have done, their works would be little better than spiders' webs. For what availeth the writing of books, if they be not preserved; and how many excellent pieces, by the barbarity and negligence of ages, have perished ? " To omit ancient times, and the mention of Ptolemseus Philadelphus, who erected that famous Library in Alexandria, of the Ulpian Library of Trajan, and that of Pisistratus in Athens, how much is Florence indebted to the noble Laurentius of Medici for his Library, and to Bessarion, once Bishop of Nice, who at his death devoted to it a Library valued at thirty thousand crowns ? And what oweth Oxford, nay, this Isle, to the most worthy Bodley, whose Library, perhaps, containeth more excel- lent books than the ancients by all their curious search could find ? Our [Scottish] Academies in former times were much beholden to their founders and benefactors for many goodly books ; but, by the nonage of our Princes and the fury of civil wars, they, with many other monuments, had their fatal period : which loss, by the liberality of our most gracious Prince Charles (when we shall be so happy as to be remembered), may be repaired ; under whom the rising and growth of 1 libraries may prove as fortunate, portending good success, as the burning of the Library of Antioch was counted and proved ominous to the Emperor Jovian. " To such a worthy work all the lovers of learning should con- spire and contribute; and of small beginnings who is ignorant what great effects may follow ? If perhaps we will consider the beginnings of the greatest Libraries of Europe (as Democritus said of the world, that it was made up of atoms), we shall find them but small ; for, how great soever in their present per- fection they are now, these Cartilages were once Magalia [mere Numidian cottages]. " Libraries are as forests, in which not only tall cedars and oaks are to be found, but bushes too, and dwarfish shrubs ; and, as in apothecaries' shops all sorts of drugs are permitted to be, so may all sorts of books be in a Library : and, as they sEtat. 40-45. GIFT TO EDINBURGH UNIVERSITY. 169 out of vipers, and scorpions, and poisoning vegetables, extract often wholesome medicaments for the life of mankind, so out of whatsoever book good instructions and examples may be acquired. In sundry parts of the earth there are but seven Wonders dispersed ; in one noble Library many more, worthy of greater admiration, and of greater excellency, are together to be found. As good husbandmen plant trees in their times, of which the after-age may reap the fruit, so should we, and what Antiquity hath done for us do for Posterity, that letters and learning do not decay, but ever flourish to the honour of God, the public utility, and the conservation of human society. "One said of good princes, that all their names might be drawn within the gem of one ring ; but we hope, by time, a volume may be compiled of the names of such who, conspiring against barbarity and the roughness of the former age, have thought it no dishonour to make the Muses beholden to their liberality. In order, however, that those who may in future imitate the example of our benefactors, may know that they have not bestowed their gifts on oblivion, leaving their due honour to be given to them by God and after-times, we have thought fit to register their names here, as in a temple of memory; which, as it can be no disadvantage to the living, may serve to the dead as a kind of epitaph, by which the report of their munificence may be transmitted to posterity [Here follows a list of ten benefactors of the Edinburgh Library, beginning with Clement Little and ending with William Drummond]." * Drummond's gift to the University seems to have been a matter of some public ceremony in Edinburgh, and he appears himself to have aided and abetted this, with a view to call * Except in the first paragraph and the closing sentence, which I have translated from the Latin, I have adopted Drummond's own English in a paper printed in his Works (p. 223) under the title Of Libraries. Though not with absolute literality the same as the Latin Preface prefixed to the Catalogue of Drummond's Books presented to the University Library, it is, to all intents and purposes, the same document, sentence for sentence ; and it is perhaps the English draft furnished by Drummond to the University officials, and translated by them into Latin. Of course they are supposed to speak throughout, and especially in the last sentence, where I note, they make their Latin much more emphatic than Drummond's English. He rather huddles up that sentence, as if, though there must be something of the kind at the end of the document, it was hardly for him to write it. 170 DRUMMOND OF IIAWTIIOKNDEN. attention to the needs of the University, and bring in, if pos- sible, other gifts and endowments from wealthier people. For example, there is another paper of his, called Bibliotheca Edin- burgetia Lectori ("The Edinburgh Library to the Reader"), which he seems to have circulated about this time, as an appeal for additional benefactions. The Library itself is sup- posed to speak ; and, after dilating on the value and virtue of Books, very much as in the document just quoted, it is made to put this stinging rebuke to some people into its plea : — "All is not gold which glittereth. Some, personating virtues " which they had not, have boldly intruded themselves here, " and would, undeservedly, in the temple of Memory erect " to themselves altars, covering baseness under a mask of " virtue ; being really covetous, would seem and appear to be " liberal, or at least would be liberal at other men's charges, " not their own. Neither will I search into age-worn monu- " ments, but relate what I have suffered myself. There are " who, to acquire some piece of fame, would lately have " adorned me with portraits, statues, medals, maps, books of " all sciences, languages, characters (which they had collected " from the liberality of others to this use), but at so high a rate " to my founders, and with such blown ambition, that the want of '' such stuff was a great deal more tolerable than the enjoying " could either bring profit or ornament. Such a bargain is " even as if some stationers, who had sold dearly their books, " should desire to be enrolled amongst my benefactors, having " perpetual panegyrics, solemn remembrances, and anniversaries, " offered to their names for their 'great and boundless liberality. " Let such men go to the Americans, and there barter their " glasses, feathers, whistles, and puppets, with gold and precious " stones ; for I had rather attend Time and Providence than " remain thus obliged. In the mean time live, ye ever gene- " rous spirits who, out of your own, have been beneficial to me, " who," &c. Clearly Drummond must have been at very considerable pains at this time in helping on a movement for /Etat. 40-45. BLANK OF TWO YEARS. 171 the better endowment of his ^/wz Mala; and especially in trying to induce others to imitate his own example by donations to the University Library.* What we have to notice specially, however, is the coincidence in time between Drummond's gift to the University and the registration of his Patent for Military Machines. If he was to be abroad on the business of his Patent, there might be an additional motive for his donation of books to the University at that particular time. May he not have been breaking up housekeeping? That he did so sometime after December 1627 seems, at any rate, a necessary supposition. From that date we do not hear of him again as certainly in Scotland till 1630. t For these additional two years, we seem bound to suppose, he con- tinued, with whatever reluctance, that absence from Hawthorn- den which had begun in 1625, though it had been broken by a temporary return. Where he went, or what he did, we have no means of knowing ; only, in conformity with the tradition from his first biographers, we have to imagine him on the Continent. Let those years, from 1627 to 1630, therefore, be skipped as a * Drummond's Collection of Books, consisting of his catalogued donation of 1627, with subsequent additions in 1628 and 1630, is still carefully pre- served in a separate cabinet as part of the now extensive Library of the University of Edinburgh. It is a most interesting collection, characteristic of the collector, and valuable from the number of rare and curious books of his time— Latin, French, Italian, and English— that are included in it. li contains, I think, most of the books mentioned in a previous chapter as among Drummond's readings and purchases from 1606 onwards, and, at all events, early editions of some or other of the works of the following English writers: — Bacon, Chapman, Churchyard, Daniel, Dekker, Donne, Drayton, Hey wood, Ben Jonson, Marston, May, the Countess of Pembroke, Quarks, Seidell, Shakespeare [Love's Labour Lost, 1598, Romeo and Juliet, 1599), Sidney, Spenser, Sylvester, and George Wither. Alexander's Works are, of course, in it, and a complete set of Drummond's own ; also some of King James's, Murray of Gorthy's, &c. t Prefixed to The True Crucifixefor True Catholicizes, or the Way for the Catholickes to have the true Crucifixe, by Sir William Mure, the younger, of Rowallan, published at Edinburgh in 1629, there is a commendatory Sonnet by Drummond ; but it need not have been written that year or in Scotland. With this exception, I have not detected any documentary trace of Drum- mond referring him to Scotland between 1627 and 1630. 172 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. blank, and let us pass on to his re-appearance within the distinct grasp of records, only first flinging into the blank, for lack of anything else, a small satirical distich which he wrote before leaving Edinburgh. The reader understands, of course, that the Duke of Buck- ingham had managed so miserably the first expedition to Rochelle and the landing on the Isle of Rhe' (June-Nov., 1627) that all faith in his generalship and admiralship for the rest of the war had been lost. He must also understand, however, that in Scotch the name of the aquatic bird duck is pro- nounced exactly like the title duke; and he must understand yet further that, until Drummond should have provided his tremendous new artillery, the most serviceable field-piece was still the small kind of cannon called a drake (quasi dragon, or fire-spitter.) With this elaborate explanation the meaning of Drummond's distich will be made out. It may be taken as significant that, with such designs for new artillery in his pocket, he should say nothing about them, but should still speak of the poor ordinary drake with respect : — "ON THE ISLE OF RHE\ Charles ! would ye quail your foes, have better luck, Send forth some Drakes, and keep at home the Duck." CHAPTER IX. DRUMMOND BACK IN HAWTHORNDEN : MORE LETTERS OF HIS : DEATH OF DRAYTON : THE STRATHERNE-MENTEITH SCANDAL : DRUMMOND'S INTERFERENCE IN IT : HIS MARRIAGE. 1630—1633. Drummond was certainly back in Hawthornden in May, 1630 ; on the 1 2th of which month he wrote as follows to a kinsman of his, Sir Maurice Drummond, one of the gentlemen-ushers of Queen Henrietta -Maria: — "It is much argued, amongst " those men who will have a reason of everything, why good " men ordinarily are deserted of fortune and many evil arise '• to preferments. The first answer is that lewd and bold men " have strong fantasies, and attempt upon many divers matters " which good men, by their bashfulness and towardness, never " essay to reach. The next answer is that lewd men suffer " themselves to be guided by nature, or the starry influences, or " rather, being fools, give themselves over, like beasts, to be " carried by their appetites, and the virtuous are led by reason, " which often counterchecketh itself, and, by long meditation " and advice what to do, leave off all doing, and suffer others " in the interim to carry the garland. You have spent now " many years at court, and yet that clock which hath struck ten " to others is still pointing at one or two to you. Have you not " yet taken a distaste and satiety of that old mistress of yours, " the Court? Her long delay in preferring you tells you are too- i?4 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. " honest. Methinks you should have a desire to recreate your- " self at last in your native country with the remembrances of " past contentments at Court, as your kinsmen here have a long- " ing after so long a time to see you, and unanimously now " salute you." * Why, Mr. Drummond, this is the old Hawthorn den strain once more ! You are not changed at all ; one might think you had never been away from Scotland yourself all this time ! But how about your wanderings and occupations since we saw you last ? How, more particularly, about the success of your Patent in Military Machines, the probationary three years of which were to expire about this time? Which of the sixteen inventions of the Patent have you brought to practical perfection — the Box-Pistol, the Flat Scourer, the Archimedean Burning Glasses, or the Perpetual Mover ? "No more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me," we seem to hear Drummond replying, with a sigh and a blush. Whether the Patent had really engrossed him during the two or three past years, or whether he had only been per- suaded into the enterprise by his friend Sir William Alexander, and had let it drift out of his thoughts after the first month or two of assumed complacence, certain it is that it had by this time been thrown into the limbo of vanities as far as he was concerned, and does not appear again in his life to trouble him- self or us. As we expected, Sandy Hamilton, with only his improved cart, and his orthodox metallurgical sagacity, had remained master of the field in Scotland in the department of practical mechanics. It was of the less immediate consequence to Drummond because the War with France had been ended by a Peace (April, 1629) and the War with Spain was about to be con- cluded in the same easy manner (Nov., 1630). Buckingham had been assassinated two years ago ; and Charles, with new ministers about him, had settled unto his fathers unpopular policy of pusillanimous peace with foreign powers and arbitrary * The letter is printed at pp. 145-6 of Drummond's Works. JEtat. 45-48. ALEXANDER'S PROMOTIONS. 175 rule at home. Military and naval machines were not so much wanted as racks, pillories, and gibbets. Meanwhile Sir William Alexander had been flourishing like a green bay-tree. It had decidedly struck ten for him in the clock of Court-favour. The Peace with France had, indeed, destroyed Sir William's hopes of being the Cortes of Nova Scotia to the full extent of his Charter of Viceroyalty; for, though Scottish colonists had gone out, under his auspices and those of the Nova Scotia baronets to whom he had sub-granted lands, the territory, or most of it, claimed by the French on older rights, and made a scene of some fighting while the war lasted, had to be ceded back to France by the Articles of the Peace. By way of compensation, however, Sir William re- ceived, or was promised, a large sum of money; and, as he had already obtained several posts of emolument in Scotland in addition to his Secretaryship, and still kept some hold on British American ground north of New England, the popular impression was that it was not he who had suffered by the cession to the French, but rather his baronets and other poorer holders of Nova Scotia stock. So, at least, we are told by Sir Thomas Urquhart. " When he had enrolled," says this satirical critic, " some two or three hundred knights, who, for their " hundred and fifty pieces each, had purchased amongst them " several millions of New Caledonian acres, confirmed to them " and theirs for ever under the Creat Seal, the affixing whereof " was to cost each of them but thirty pieces more, finding that " the society was not likely to become more numerous, and " that the ancient gentry of Scotland esteemed of such a whim- " sical dignity [the baronetcies] as of a disparagement rather " than addition to their former honours, he bethought himself " of a source more profitable to himself and the future estab- lishment of his own state; in prosecuting whereof he, without " the advice of his knights (who represented both his Houses " of Parliament, clergy and all), like an absolute monarch in- ! y 6 DR UMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. " deed, disposed heritably to the French, for a matter of ^5000 " or ^"6000 English money, both the dominion and property " of the whole continent of that kingdom of Nova Scotia, " leaving the new baronets to search for land among the " selenites in the moon, or turn knights of the sun, so dearly '•' have they bought their orange ribbon." Alexander, it seems, was not thought to be so badly off himself. His Charter still gave him rights and claims to Transatlantic territory, which he might yet work to advantage, if not in the original Nova Scotia form. Besides which, his edition of King James's Psalms was now ready, and actually in course of being printed at the Oxford University Press ; and the profits from that important copyright were in near prospect. Was there anything more that could be done for a man that the king delighted to hon- our? Yes, he could be raised to the Peerage. This too was done; for, on the 4th of September, 1630, he ceased to be merely Sir William Alexander of Menstrie, and became Lord Alexander of Tullibody and Viscount Stirling. Menstrie, Tullibody, and Stirling are all in the same Scottish neighbour- hood of the upper Forth ; but, of course, Stirling, as giving the new peer his chief title, had acquired the chief claim to him. Accordingly, he began building for himself a fine new family mansion in that noble old town. Whatever pleasure Drummond may have had in contemplat- ing the public splendours of his friend Viscount Stirling, he himself was contented with his restoration to his own simpler lot and his life of leisure in his well-loved glen. His experi- ence of locomotion, and especially of locomotion by sea, had been sufficient ; and it was now a trouble to him to think of leaving Hawthornden and the vicinity of Edinburgh, even for an excursion across the Forth. This we learn, rather inter- estingly, from a letter of his, dated December, 1630, and ad- dressed " To his loving Friend A. Cunningham, Laird of Barns." Mtat 45-48. TO THE LAIRD OF BARNS. I77 That gentleman, a brother or other near relative of his long-dead betrothed, had invited him to stay a while with him in Fifeshire ; and we may suppose that, if there was any excursion that could lure Drummond away from home, though by a melancholy power, it would be one bringing back such fond scenes and memories. The invitation, accordingly, is accepted, but in this curious fashion : — "This is no small misery of us Islan- " ders that, as exiled, we cannot take a view of God's fair " and spacious earth without crossing the stormy and deceitful " seas ; and it is no less a misery in this part of our Island " that we can hardly repair unto you demi-islanders [the people " of Fifeshire] without dancing and tossing on your arm of sea. " Of all pastimes and exercises I like sailing worst, and had " rather attend the hunters and falconers many days ere I " sailed one half-day. It is a part of Noah's judgment. If " it shall be my good fortune to arrive in your Island, prepare " no games of strength for our recreation ; and, after a satiety " of discourse and reading, let us not trouble ourselves with " any sedentary pastimes. The dice are for the end of a drum " amongst soldiers ; the tables for goutish and apoplectic per- " sons, to make them move their joints ; the cards for women, " to observe their discretion. But, if we shall have a desire of " change of thoughts, let us not refuse the Chess, the only " princely game, next government, in the world, — nay, the true " image and portrait of it, and training of kings. Here is a " King, defended by a Lady, two Bishops, two Knights, at the " end of the lists, with two Rooks, Fortresses, or Castles. " Before these, to prepare and make plain the passages, march " eight Pawns, enfans perdus, exposed to all desperate services, " every one standing for their monarch." Here follows, at some length, a moralizing of the whole game of chess, by an interpretation of the moves of the various pieces, and of the main laws of the game, into their equivalents in social life. The moves and duties of the Bishops are first moralized, — " ecclesiastical, grave men, who by oblique, traverse, and mys- M 1 78 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. " tical ways, should effectuate their master's designs and safety;" then those of the Knights ; then those of the Castles ; then the limitations of the King, especially in always " marching but one pace, whilst all the other pieces on the chess-board put themselves now on the offensive, then on the defensive, for his safety ;" next the considerable privileges of the Lady, with the peculiar proprieties required in her demeanour towards the Bishops and Castles, but especially towards the forward and skipping Knights ; and so to the mating of the King, in which a deep political meaning is found, with a glance at "the recom- pense of the Pawns " when, by great skill and daring, they can " win, and ascend the furthest part of the chess-board on the sunny side," and thus be ennobled. " The game ended, " Kings, Queens, Bishops, Knights, Pawns, pell-melled, are " confusedly thrown into the box, — the conclusion of all " earthly actions and greatness ! " After all this ingenious moralizing, Drummond adds: "If Hieronymus Vida can be " found, with Baptista Marino his Adone, we shall not spare " some hours of the night and day at their chess, for I affect " that above the other." In other words, fond as Drummond was of chess, he preferred reading ; and, if the Laird of Barns had a copy of the Works of the Italian poet Vida, who had written a Latin poem on Chess, or a copy of Marini's Adone, there would be amusement enough for him in his coming visit* On the assumption that the visit was duly paid, we are to suppose that, some time or other about the Christmas of 1630, Drummond did cross the Firth of Forth, and present himself once more at the mansion of the Cunninghams of Bams, near the stormy " East Neuk of Fife." There are no Cunninghams of Barns now, nor have there been for many a day ; but the name Barns, or New Barns, or West Barns, still exists, and the once extensive mansion of the family is represented, or was * The letter is given at pp. 146-7 of Drummond's Works, but -without date. That is supplied by Mr. David Laing from the scroll among the Hawthornden MSS. JEtat. 45-48. VISIT TO BARNS. 179 recently represented, by an old fragment of a house, with vaulted cellars, occupied by farm servants, at the southern extremity of the parish of Crail, and between the towns of Crail and Kilrenny. One of the last of the family seems to have been that Alexander Cunningham, Laird of Barns, whom Drummond now visited, and who is remembered indepen- dently as a man of some enterprise in his day, and the builder of a light-house, still extant, on the Isle of May, a conspicuous little grassy island in the opening of the Firth, about six miles off the Fifeshire coast. A near neighbour of his was Drum- mond's brother-in-law, Scot of Scotstarvet ; for, though Tarvet or Scotstarvet proper is in the heart of Fifeshire, near Cupar, that acquisitive worthy had extended his Fifeshire estates east- wards to the sea, and had for one of his country residences, if not now for his chief country residence, the house of Thirdpart, in Kilrenny parish, quite close to Barns. In a visit to the Laird of Barns, Drummond might therefore include a visit to his sister, his brother-in-law, and his nephews and nieces, at Thirdpart. The old house of Thirdpart has also disappeared, so that whoever visits the East Neuk of Fifeshire now must not look for either of the mansions in which Drummond actually lodged, but must be content with the knolly Fifeshire scenery inland, remaining very much as Drummond saw it, and with the unalterable outlook seawards of the same expanse of beach and breakers. They were rough days those, no doubt, but perhaps not so very rough as we flatter ourselves they were in comparison with the present. It may be doubted whether any gentleman now living in or near Edinburgh, in writing to a Laird resident about the East Neuk of Fifeshire, would assume as much and as varied culture in his correspondent as Drum- mond could assume, in 1630, in his friend Cunningham of Barns. He was the builder, it appears, of a light-house on the Isle of May ; and yet Drummond could expect him to understand a philosophical comment on the game of Chess, and perhaps to have in his library, for the recreation of a guest, the works of i So DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. the Italian poets Vida and Marini. What is the present Fife- shire equivalent? To be quoted here, if anywhere, is another letter of Drum- mond's, undated in the preserved copy, but so exactly in his re- vived mood of Hawthornden philosophizing that it may go with the last. It is addressed to some unknown " M. A. G.," who seems to have asked his opinion on the subject of Astrology : — " I have " never found any greater folly in the actions of men," Drummond replies, " than to see some busy themselves to understand the " future accidents of their lives. This knowledge of things to " come, not revealed to us, is noways needful for us. Where- " soever this superstition is once received, men are driven mad, " and, as it were, haunted by Furies, and are deprived of all " calmness, quietness, and rest. I never knew any who had " recourse to those unlawful curiosities who lived the ordinary "age of man. . . . The mistakings and uncertainties of these " predictions should make us contemn them : Astrologi fingunt, " non docent. The truth of [some] astrological predictions is " not to be referred to the constellations of heaven. The " Genethliatics have other observations than the stars : they " conjecture by the disposition, temper, complexion of the " person, by the physiognomy, age, parents, education, ac- " quaintance, familiarity, and conversation. . . . How can a " Chaldsean, by that short minute, instant, or moment of time " in which a man is born, set down the divers changes, muta- " tions, and accidents of his life? ... If that moment of the " time of birth be of such moment, whence proceedeth the "great differences of the constitution of twins; which, though " together bom, have strange, diverse, and contrary fortunes in " the progress of their lives." Then, after a farther ex- position of the intrinsic absurdity of the pretended science of the Astrologers, he concludes : — " Trust in the First Cause, " God Almighty, and scorn vain predictions. That infinite, " eternal Essence, though the stars should incline, yea neces- " sitate, and be averse, can countermand, and turn them jEtat. 45 -48. DRA YTON AGAIN. 181 " propitious. All things turn into the best unto such as rely " on His eternal goodness."* We have not heard of Drayton for a good while; but on the 14th of July, 1 63 1, we find the veteran again remembering Drummond, and writing to him : — " To my Most Worthy and Ever Honoured Friend, Mr. William Drummond, of Hawthorndcn, in Scotland. " Sir, — It was my chance to meet with this bearer, Mr. Wilson, at a Knight's house in Gloucestershire ; to which place I yearly use to come in the summer time, to recreate myself, and to spend some two or three months in the country; and, understanding by him that he was your countryman, and after some enquiries of some few things, I asked him if he had heard of such a gentleman (meaning yourself), who told me he was of your inward acquaintance, and spake much good to me of you. My happiness of having so convenient a messenger gave me the means to write to you, and to assure you that I am your perfect faithful friend, in spite of destiny and time. Not above three days before I came from London (and I had not been there above four days) I was with your noble friend and mine, Sir William Alexander, when we talked of you. I left him, his lady, and family, in good health. The messenger is going from hence, and I am called upon to do an earnest business for a friend of mine; and so I leave you to God's pro- tection, and rest ever " Your faithful Friend, " Clifford in Gloucestershire : " Michael Drayton. 14th July, 1 63 1 : in haste." t Although Drayton here, in his summer-holiday in Gloucester- shire, forgets that Sir William Alexander was now known, in Scotland at least, by his higher title of Viscount Stirling, we must not make the same mistake. We have even particularly to note that, in the same year, 1631, he received, in addition to his previous honours, the appointment to a Judgeship Extraor- * Works, pp. 147-8. t Printed in Drummond's Works, p. 154. ^2 DRUMMOND OF IIAWTHORNDEX. dinary in the Court of Session, the supreme Law-Court in Scot- land, and had also the satisfaction of seeing his edition of King James's Psalms at length out in print. The Psalms of King David, translated by King James : cum Privilegio Regiiz Majes- tatis, was the title of the duodecimo volume, of 329 pages, issued at Oxford, "printed by William Turner, printer to the famous University, 1631," and adorned with the royal arms, and a royal warrant allowing the Psalms "to be sung in all the churches of our dominions." Viscount Stirling's thirty-one years' copyright in the Royal Metrical Version might now, at length, yield its fruits. For the good Drayton these and all other worldly matters were to be of no interest any longer. He had paid his last visit to Gloucestershire, and to the rest of those rich central parts of England, his native region, whence he and Shakespeare had come, some five-and-forty years before, to begin their London lives as youths together. Not long after the foregoing little letter to Drummond was written he had returned to Lon- don — I suppose to his lodging " at the bay-window house, next the east end of St. Dunstan's church, in Fleet Street"; and there, on the 23rd of December, 1631, he died. They buried him in Westminster Abbey (an honour then, though not nearly so great an honour as it would be now) ; and there was much talk in the London world of wits, with the laureate Ben Jonson in their midst, over the loss of this long-known Elizabethan. It is pleasant, remembering as we do the wall of mutual coolness, if not of mutual antipathy, there had been between Ben and Drayton, to be able to add that this wall had been completely broken down before Drayton's death, and the two had pub- licly made amends to each other. Which had made the first advance it might be difficult to ascertain. Perhaps it had been Drayton in his metrical essay or elegy on Poets and Poesy, published in 1627. In that Elegy (the very same in which we have seen Drayton mentioning Sir William Alexander and Drummond so handsomely) he had inserted this passage on ^/W. 45-4& DEATH OF DRAYTON. 183 Ben Jonson, in immediate connexion with Shakespeare and Samuel Daniel — " Next these learn'd Jonson in this list I bring, Who had drunk deep of the Pierian spring ; Whose knowledge did him worthily prefer, And long was lord here of the theatre ; Who in opinion made our learn'dst to stick Whether in poems rightly dramatic Strong Seneca or Plautus, he or they, Should bear the buskin or the sock away." With this challenge to generosity before him, or perhaps with- out any such challenge, and merely in some burst of his own surly magnanimity, Ben had shown what he could do in the same forgiving vein : — " It hath been questioned, Michael, if I be A friend at all, or, if at all, to thee ; Because who make the question have not seen Those ambling visits pass in verse between Thy muse and mine, as they expect. 'Tis true, You have not writ to me, nor I to you. And, though I now begin, 'tis not to rub Haunch against haunch, or raise a rhyming club About the town. This reckoning I will pay Without conferring symbols : this's my day." It was a tavern image, but perhaps all the heartier, for Ben had made it his day for paying the reckoning. Never the man to do anything by halves, whether as friend or as foe, he had pro- tracted the epistle so begun into a review of Drayton's poetry, extending over nearly a hundred lines, and mentioning in suc- cession all Drayton's chief works, with a fit eulogy on each, and this retractation of all his previous sneers about the Polyolbion : " Thou scorn'st to stay Under one title : thou hast made thy way And flight about this Isle well near, by this, In thy admired Periegesis Or universal circumduction Of all that read thy Polyolbion. That read it ! That are ravished ! Such was I With every song, I swear, and so would die." 184 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN. O Ben, Ben ! vide ante, p. 96. Never mind ! One likes even your boisterous inconsistency, and forgetfulness to-day of what you said yesterday ; and, though, if you were living now, those rough-and-ready verses of yours ("admired Periegesis," "uni- versal circumduction," &c.) would not pass muster in our poorest magazine, we accept them gladly, and Drayton's too, with the dates for their vouchers, and call them the large utter- ance of the early gods. Very far from gods ye were, both of you ; but ye were a memorable pair of contemporary mortals, and it is pleasant to know that the wall of coolness between you had been abolished, and ye had fraternised publicly before Drayton died. He sleeps in the Abbey, Ben, and you are drafting the epitaph for his monument to be erected there ; but very soon your place is to be under the same pavement. Five years and a half, Ben ; only five years and a half ! Drayton's death was heard of by Drummond with real con- cern. It is the chief topic of a letter written by him to Vis- count Stirling early in 1632. " The death of M.D., your great friend," he says, " hath been " very grievous to all those which love the muses here ; chiefly " that he should have left this world before he had perfected " the Northern [intended Scottish] part of his Polyolbion, which " had been no little honour to our country. All we can do to " him is to honour his memory. If your Lordship can get those " fragments of his work which concern Scotland, we shall " endeavour to put them in this country to the press, with a " dedication, if it shall be thought expedient, to your Lordship, " [and] with the best remembrances his love to this country did " deserve. Of all the race of poets who wrote in the time of " Queen Elizabeth your Lordship now alone remains. Daniel, " Sylvester, King James, Donne [are gone], and now Drayton ; " who, besides his love and kindly observance of your Lordship, " hath made twice honourable mention in his Works of your " Lordship — long since in his Odes, and lately in his Elegies, " 1627." [Drummond here extracts, from Drayton's metrical Epistle on Poets and Poesy, the lines about Alexander already quoted by us, p. 114, but omits the sequent lines about himself.] " If the date of a picture of his be just, he hath lived three score &tat. 45-48. THE MENTEITH SCANDAL. 185 " and eight years, but shall live, by all likelihood, so long as " men speak English, after his death. I, who never saw him, " save by his letters and poesy, scarce believe he is dead, and " would fain misbelieve verity if it were possible. — The town of " Edinburgh busy themselves very much for erecting of pageants "for the King's Majesty's Entry. Some have written to us " from Court, notwithstanding of his Highness's good intention " to receive his crown in Scotland, it is impossible this year he " can see us, considering the great affairs of Germany. Now, " I have continued my letter too long, considering the many " other papers your Lordship" hath to read. From your Lord- " ship's most affectionate Servant, * W. D." The expected Coronation Visit of Charles to Scotland, about which Edinburgh was then astir, did not, after all, take place that year. It had been spoken of for some time; and there had been a good deal of disappointment at its having been so long postponed. The disappointment had even been raised to furious anger by the rumour of a proposal by Charles that the Scottish Regalia should be taken to Westminster, to save him the trouble of a journey to the North. That had been explained away; and the visit, though still postponed, was certainly to be. Among Drummond's miscellaneous papers is one dated "December, 1632," and entitled Considerations to the King. The paper refers to a matter now forgotten, but which was of considerable interest at the time, and even of some political importance. Among the Scottish noblemen of that day was a William Graham, Earl of Menteith, a man of reputed ability, and holding the offices of Justice- General and President of the Scottish Privy Council. Not content with his Earldom of Menteith, he had served himself heir to an older Earldom, called the Earldom of Stratherne, which had been in his family * Mr. David Laing's Extracts from the Hawthornden MSS., Arch. Scot., IV. 93-94. 1 86 DRUM MO ND OF HAWTHORNDEN. some two hundred years before, when it had been resumed by the Crown and the Menteith title given in compensation. Having made out his claim at law, by the help of the King's advocate, Sir Thomas Hope, he had applied to the King for a restitution of the Stratherne dignity, and the King, seeing no objection, had given him the necessary patent. But his Majesty, it soon appeared, had been too hasty. If the Earl of Menteith was Earl of Stratherne, it was by descent from David, Earl of Stratherne, one of the sons of Robert II. of Scotland (1371-1390), the first of the Stuart line. Now that King's matrimonial relations had been rather complex. He was fifty-five years of age when he came to the throne, as successor to David II., the last of the Bruce line; and all his children of royal rank (not, by any means, all of every rank) had been born to him before that event. But these children of royal rank and pretensions were of two sets, born to him by two wives — four sons and six daughters by one wife, the beau- tiful Elizabeth Mure; and two sons and four daughters by another wife, Euphemia Ross, daughter of the Earl of Ross, and widow of John Randolph, Earl of Moray. Worse still, all the children of the first set had been born while their mother was not actually the wife of Robert Stuart, but only his con- cubine; and, though there had been a subsequent marriage, which, by the law and practice of Scotland, would, in ordinary circumstances, have legitimated the offspring born before the marriage, the circumstances in this case were by no means ordinary. The question was about succession to the Scottish throne; and, though a legitimation /f the Scottish Kirk, and the Arminianizing of the theology of some of the Prelates and their supporters, had been the reverse of disagreeable to Drummond. Whether, if he had been secretly consulted as to the further Prelatic in- tentions of Charles and Laud, he would have advised per- severance in them, may, nevertheless, be doubted. He knew his countrymen well enough to foresee that by these provocations there might be that very rousing of the dormant democratic and Presbyterian spirit of Scotland which it should have been the first care of loyal statesmanship to avoid ; and he knew also that, even among those lay friends of his, of the nobility and the lairds, who approved of a moderate Episcopacy in the Kirk, and were altogether the supporters of established order against the Presbyterian malcontents, there was a deeply-rooted jealousy of the interference of Kirkmen in secular affairs and dislike of their promotion to state-offices. Still, as Charles had acted deliberately and on advice, it was the part of a loyal Scottish conservative to conceal any private doubts, and to hope for the best ! If only the Blatant Beast could be muzzled, all might go well ; and, if Laudism, green candles, white surplices, /Etat. 48. DRUMMOND'S REFLECTIONS. 213 choral services, and games and sports on Sundays, could be introduced into Scotland, without too much noise and exacerba- tion in the process, perhaps it might be all the better ! Might not these things be an education for the Scottish mind in those elements of sweet sensuousness, devout decorum, and fine dreamy stupidity, in which, whether from climate or the recent influence of Calvinistic dialectics, it was confessedly deficient ? With such feelings, as I believe, Drummond pondered the probable results of Charles's Coronation Visit, and saw Scotland committed to that government of mixed Prelates, Nobles, and Lawyers, which had to abide the consequences. Probably there was not one member of that government, layman or kirkman, that he was not personally acquainted with, and that had not some reciprocal respect for a man so distinguished. CHAPTER XI. POETRY AND VERSE EXCHANGED FOR HISTORY AND PROSE: DRUMMOND'S CORRESPONDENCE WITH THE EARL OF PERTH AND INTEREST IN THE DRUMMOND GENEALOGY: HISTORY OF THE FIVE JAMESES COMMENCED: A GLIMPSE OF SCOT OF SCOTSTARVET. 1633— 1634. TARUMMOND'S vein of poetry proper was by this time worked out. He had continued, indeed, to write son- nets and other occasional pieces since the publication of his Flowers of Sion in 1623 ; he had re-published that volume, with some additions, in 1630 ; he had spurred his reluctant Muse for. some metrical stuff that might serve for Charles's welcome into Edinburgh ; and he retained the habit of elegant and sprightly verse-making to the end of his life. But it may be doubted whether anything he wrote in verse after 1623 comes up to the best that had appeared in his volume of that year, and in its predecessors of 161 7 and 1616. He seems to have been con- scious of this, and of the objection that would have been made to the monotony of his vein if he had published another selection of pieces, descriptive and reflective, hardly differing from those by which he was already known. Hence he let whatever he wrote new in that kind lie about in MS., or only printed a piece now and then for private presentation. He had persuaded himself also that only for brief fancies and lyrics was his genius apt ; and this, or indolence, with that indifference to notoriety which belonged to his peculiar habits of metaphysical musing, had Aitat. 48-49. A NEW LITERARY VEIN. 215 prevented him from trying his strength on any continuous and elaborate poem. " Here Damon lies, whose songs did sometime grace The murmuring Esk : may roses shade the place !" was the epitaph he had written for himself in his thirty-fifth year; and, if he would not have re-proposed it in his forty- eighth, he would not then, on account of anything he had since done in poetry, or yet meant to do, have cancelled it for any- thing stronger. But, if the poetical vein were exhausted, or the sameness of that vein were too evidently proved, why not exchange Poetry for Prose ? From the author of a prose-essay so remarkable as the Cypress Grove one might have expected farther prose per- formances equally remarkable. Or, if even in that Essay the thought were too like that of the Sonnets and Poems, or too uniform in itself, to bear much repetition, had there not been signs in Drummond's letters of a certain power of ranging, a certain width of interest in old or current topics, that might exert itself usefully in more extensive and miscellaneous prose- writings, — History and Biography, for example ? Well, at the time of Drummond's life at which we have now arrived he did betake himself to History. One is not sur- prised to find that it was Scottish History that attracted him more particularly. He was lured into this line of Literature, however, not by any remonstrances with himself for idleness, or debatings what he should do to fill up his time, but in a much more natural way. Drummond, we have said, counted among his acquaintances nearly all the aristocracy of his little country, including the nobles, lairds, and lawyers, who composed the existing Govern- ment. Among his aristocratic correspondents, in addition to those there has been occasion to mention already, we find the Earl of Morton, Lord Chief Treasurer (to whom there is a very 216 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORN DEN. early letter of Drummond's, enclosing some madrigals, which he calls " toys of youth and those youthfully handled "), the Earl of Traquair, Treasurer-Depute, the Marquis of Douglas, the Earls of Perth and Lauderdale, the Countess of Lothian (daughter-in-law of the Earl of Ancram, whose eldest son, in consequence of his marriage with this lady, then Countess in her own right, had been created Earl of Lothian in 1631, thus preceding his father in the peerage by two years), Lord Binning, Lord Maitland, and Sir William Douglas of Cavers. His letters to these and to other lords and ladies, not named, are in the style of elaborate politeness then customary, those to ladies with a tinge of stately gallantry, but all on a certain footing of admitted equality, and some of them in the tone of one who might assume the part of critic or adviser. Of all the persons just mentioned, however, the most frequent and intimate cor- respondence was with the Earl of Perth. The reason is not far to seek. John Drummond, second Earl of Perth, who had held that title since 161 1, and had married the daughter of his fellow-councillor the Earl of Roxburgh, was the Drummond of his time in the reckoning of heralds and genealogists. For he w r as the representative of the Drummonds of Stobhall, the senior of two branches (the Drummonds of Concraig being the other) into which the family of Scottish Drummonds, tracing themselves back to the reign of Malcolm Canmore (1047-1084), had split a century or two afterwards, itself again to branch into a multiplicity of offshoots, calling themselves Drummonds of Cargill, Drummonds of Carnock (whence those of Hawthornden), Drummonds of Blairdrummond, Drummonds of Riccarton, &c, &c. If a man about the year 1633-4 did care about being a Drummond, he could not avoid knowing all this, and thinking with some respect of the Earl of Perth. He would ascend the line of that Earl's family history, noting that, though the Earldom of Perth was a creation only of 1605, the antecedent title of Lord Drummond of Stobhall had been in the family since 147 1, and long before that time the sEtat. 48-49. THE DRU ALMOND GENEALOGY. 217 Drummonds of Stobhall (Sir John, Sir Malcolm, and so on, in their series) had been energetic Scottish somebodies. Nay, coming to the ganglion where these Drummonds of Stobhall and the other patriarchal Drummonds of Concraig were found united, he would push his inquiries or his dreams still beyond that, till he was in the semi-mythical company of the Drum- monds of the far-back reigns of William the Lion, David I., and the big-headed Malcolm who had extinguished Macbeth. What though he were told that the original Drummond of all in this last reign was not a native Scotchman, but a Hungarian called Maurice, either with no surname or with some outlandish or unascertained one, who had come into Scotland in the train of Edgar Atheling and his sister Margaret, and who, when Mal- colm chose to marry the fair English refugee, had the good sense to remain with her in Scotland, be appointed Seneschal of Lennox, and found a Scottish family ? Few Scottish families of rank but had been imported from some foreign country or other, to manage and qualify the Celtic aborigines ; and, though a Mongolian from Hungary was rather a peculiar ancestor, and a Norman might have been preferable, people did not then dis- tinguish the Hungarians as of non-Aryan descent, but regarded them as a very respectable, though rather distant, European nation. So much, I say, any Drummond alive about the year 1633 that cared about being a Drummond at all would have made clear to himself by research less or more. Now, our Drummond of Hawthornden was not free from the common Scottish weakness. He did care about being a Drummond, had always been curious on the subject of his ancestry; and, as he was personally acquainted with the Earl of Perth, this subject had been one of conversation, and even of correspon- dence, between them. There are five extant letters of Drum- mond to the Earl, all undated except one. The four undated ones seem all to have been written before the date at which we now are. What appears to be the first is a mere note accom- 2i 8 DRUMMOND OF HAIVTHORNDEN. panying some printed things of Drummond's sent to the Earl. " These idle toys " he calls them, " the tokens of my due observing your honour ; " and he speaks of them as " enclosed for handsel's sake," to continue him in his lordship's good graces until he can send "a more rare token" of his service. The note simply proves a friendly acquaintance that had already lasted some time, and the writer's affectionate regard for the Earl as the head of the Drummonds. In the other three letters we come upon the subject of common interest to them. The Earl had consulted Drummond about his family device and motto ; and Drummond, whom we already know to have been a dabbler in these ingenuities, replies in a letter which is printed in his Works under the title of A Short Discourse upon Impresas and Anagrams. " My censure of the device which was sent to me by your " Lordship," he begins, " is that by way of emblem it may stand " sufficient, but not by the nature of an impresa. Though " emblems and impresas sometimes seem like each other, what " is a perfection in an emblem is a great fault in an impresa. " The words of the emblem are only placed to declare the " figures of the emblem, whereas in an impresa the figures " express and illustrate the one part of the author's intention, " and the words the other. Emblems serve for demonstration " of some general thing, and for a general rule and teaching " precept to every one, as well for the author and inventor as " for any other ; which is a fault in an impresa. For an " impresa is a demonstration and manifestation of some notable " and excellent thought of him that conceived it and useth it; " and it belongs only to him and is his properly, and so " properly that the successors may not use the impresa of their " predecessor or parents, except the impresas be incorporated " into the arms of their house of which they are descended, or " they would show they have the self-same thought which they " had which went before them. It is quite contrary with the " emblem : emblems of the deceased may be used by others. /Etat. 48-49. THE DRUMMOND GENEALOGY. 219 " The figures in the emblem may be one, two, or many; but in " impresas, if the essential figures be more than two, they lose " their grace." Having thus discriminated between the emblem and the impresa, he proceeds to give the minute laws of the impresa proper, whether without words, as was the most ancient custom, or with figures and words together, which he con- siders the perfect form. He discusses first the laws of the figures, entering into curious details, and then the laws of the words or motto ; under which second head he says that two- worded mottoes are the best, and instances "Gang Warily" (the family motto of the Earls of Perth) as a very good one. Altogether he took a great deal of trouble to enlighten his lordship on the important subject on which he had been consulted. He reverted to the subject in another letter, from which we are able to guess in a general way the nature of the device which had been submitted to him by the Earl. It must have been something like a rock or height rising out of the waves, the device having been got at by the decomposition of the name Drummond into Drum (Celtic for "a height") and Unda or Onde (Latin and French for "a wave"). Drum- mond, thinking over this device, had liked it better and better. " After a long inquiry about the arms of your ancient house, " and the turning of sundry books of Impresas and Heraldry," he accordingly writes, " I found your Ondes famous and very " honourable." He then mentions some half-dozen cases of Italian and other continental families or personages of mark who had had waves in their emblems or impresas, and some- times the word Unda in their mottoes ; and he concludes, " By " reason of your lordship's name and the long continuance in " your house, to none they appertain more rightly than to your " lordship. Drum is, in the old Celtic and British language, an " height, and Onde in all the countries almost of Europe a wave ; " which word is said to have been given in a storm by Mar- " garet, Queen of Scotland, to a gentleman who accompanied " her, the first of your lordship's house. But to make an 220 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEM. u inquiry in surnames were now too long."* The third letter may be quoted entire. It shows that, either before he had written the two last, or because they had given a direction to his thoughts, he had been occupying himself not merely on the Earl of Perth's impresa, arms, and motto, but, with some care and research, on the whole genealogy of the Drummonds. " To the Right Honourable John, Earl of Perth. " My Noble Lord, " Though, as Glaucus says to Diomed in Homer, ' Like the race of Leaves the race of Man is : that deserves no question, nor receives his being any other breath : the wind in autumn strews the Earth with old leaves; then the spring the woods with new endues :' yet I have ever thought the know- ledge of kindred, and the genealogies of the ancient families of a country, a matter so far from contempt that it deserveth highest praise. Herein consisteth a part of the knowledge of a man's own self. It is a great spur to virtue to look back on the worth of our line. In this is the memory of the dead pre- served with the living, being more firm and honourable than any epitaph ; and the living know that band which tieth them to others. By this man is distinguished from the reasonless, and the noble of men from the baser sort. For it oft falleth out, though we cannot tell how for the most part, that generosity folio weth good birth and parentage. This moved me to essay this Table of your Lordship's House; which is not in- ferior to the best and greatest in this Isle. It is but roughly, I confess, hewn, nakedly limned, and, after better informations, to be amended. In pieces of this kind, who doth according to such light as he receiveth is beyond reprehension. " Your Lordship's " Humble Servant and Kinsman, " W. DRUMMOND."f * The arms of the Earls of Perth were — "Or, three bars wavy, gules, supported by two savages, wreathed about the loins proper : crest, a sleuth- hound standing on a ducal coronet: Motto, Gang Warily." Drummond's own arms were — "Or, three bars waved within a bordure, gules: crest, a Pegasus proper : Motto, Hos gloria reddit honores. " t This Letter is from p. 136 of Drummond's Works (Edit. 171 1); the preceding letters to the Earl of Perth will be found, in the order in which /Etat 48-49. ANNABELLA DRUMMOND. 221 Drummond, it appears from this letter, had been at the pains to draw out, for the Earl of Perth's satisfaction and his own, as perfect a genealogical tree as he could of the Drummond Family from first to last, beginning with the Hungarian Maurice of Malcolm Canmore's reign, and coming down (doubtless with many gaps and asterisks) to the historical Drummonds of Stob- hall and their branches. In this pedigree, we may be sure, one fact was made to stand out conspicuously by every device of colouring and capital letters. For we have kept to the last the tradition of the Drummond Family of which every Drummond was proudest. The reader will remember the two marriages of Robert II., the first Stuart King of Scotland, and the confusions that had arisen in Scottish History from the rivalry between the de- scendants of Elizabeth Mure, his first wife (the afterwards reign- ing Stuarts), and those of his other wife, Euphemia Ross. Now, Drummond, in his Paper of Considerations to the King on that old subject, in connexion with the recent case of the Earl of Menteith and his claim to the Stratherne succession, had not been quite disinterested. For Robert III., who had succeeded Robert II. on the throne, as his eldest son by Elizabeth Mure, had also married a subject, and that subject was Annabella we have quoted them, as follows:— (l.) Mr. Laing's Extracts from the Hawthornderi MSS., Arch. Scot., IV. 91; (2.) Works, pp. 228-9; (3-) Works, p. 142. In connexion with Letter 2 it may be remarked that, though it is headed, in Drummond's Works, "A Short Discourse upon Impresas and Anagrams," there is not a word about Anagrams in it. The reason is that the heading was prefixed by the Editors to cover not only this letter about Impresas to the Earl of Perth, but also a totally distinct little paper on Anagrams, which they print immediately after the letter, though they give it the separate additional title of " Character of a Perfect Ana- gram." The paper is characteristic of Drummond's fondness for such pastimes (caught, perhaps, from his uncle Fowler); but there is nothing in it worth quoting here, unless it be the closing sentence:—" One will say it is a frivolous art and difficult; upon which that of Martial is current, " Turpe est difficiles habere nugas, Et stultus labor est ineptiarum." 222 DRUMMOND OF IIAWTHORNDEN. Drummond, daughter of Sir John Drummond of Stobhall. He had married her in or about 1357, when he was a mere boy, and before his father came to the throne; but the marriage was a legally recognised one all through his father's reign. Two sons, David and John, were born of it during that reign; and, after Robert III. himself came to the throne in 1390, and Annabella Drummond was his crowned queen, a third son was born, called James. Now this James, born at Dunfermline in 1394, by the deaths of his two elder brothers, became heir to the throne. He was, in fact, that James I. of Scotland, famous as the poet- King, who was carried away into captivity in Eng- land in 1405, was nominally King of Scotland from 1406, when his father died broken-hearted by his loss and other misfortunes, and actually King from his release and return to Scotland in 1424 to his assassination in 1437. From him, in regular suc- cession, had come James II., James III., James IV., and James V. of Scotland, Mary Queen of Scots, James VI. of Scotland and I. of England, and so at length King Charles. All these sovereigns, therefore, and all their offspring, who had intermarried so largely with other Crowned Houses of Europe, were descendants from Annabella Drummond of Stobhall. Here was something for the Earl of Perth, the living repre- sentative of the Drummonds of Stobhall, to be proud of; here was something for every cadet of that family, including Drum- mond of Hawthornden, to be proud of also. We see a reason now why our author should have been so keen in his remonstrance with King Charles on his admission of the claims of the poor Earl of Menteith to the Stratherne title. The original wearer of that title had been the half-brother of the Robert III. who married Annabella Drummond. By allowing the title, Charles, the descendant of Annabella Drummond, had revived the ques- tion whether Robert III., her husband, ought, as the son of Elizabeth Mure, to have been King of Scotland at all, or whether the Crown ought not to have gone instead to David, Earl of Stratherne, the son of Euphemia Ross. He had thus Mtat. 48-49. "HISTORY OF SCOTLAND" BEGUN. 223 put in possible jeopardy not only his own rights, and those of his ancestors and descendants, to the thrones of Scotland and England, but also the humbler rights of the Drummonds of Stobhall, and all their kin, to boast that the royal Stuarts, and all their European offshoots, had sprung from a lady of their name and house. Hinc Wee lacrymee of Drummond over the Stratherne-Menteith affair. It was Annabella Drummond's ghost, not a doubt of it, that beckoned Drummond into the dark backward and abysm of Scottish History. His investigations for the Stratherne- Menteith affair, and his researches in the Genealogy of the Earl of Perth, had been but preparatory peepings and sketches of the track. Now he flung himself bodily into the abysm. It was in the year 1633, as his old biographer believes, and as all the circumstances agree in indicating, that he began what turned out to be a regular and somewhat studied composition from Scottish historical records. His designs may have been vague when he began ; but, by attention to the beckoning of Annabella Drummond, they soon became determinate. He took up, first of all, the Life of Annabella Drummond's royal son, the poet- king James I. ; from that he was drawn on into the Lives of James II., James III., James IV., and James V. ; and so the work, when completed, turned out to be a History of Scotland during the reigns of the Five Jameses (1424-1542). But it seems to have been pursued in a leisurely and intermittent manner ; and, though it was begun in 1633, there is something like proof that it was not finished till a good many years afterwards. We shall, therefore, say no more about it now, but shall wait till it becomes due. It is the tradition that Drummond was incited to his histori- cal undertaking by his brother-in-law, Scot of Scotstarvet, and that it was begun during a temporary residence of Drummond, for some reason or other, in Scots tarvet's house. Whether one of Scotstarvet's houses in Fifeshire is meant, or his town- 224 DR UMMOND OF HA WTHORNDEN. house in Edinburgh, we have no means of saying; but, from all that one knows of Scot's life about this time, one guesses that Edinburgh must have been his head-quarters, and that visits to his Fifeshire or other properties must have been but occa- sional. For, though a busy and public man in King James's reign, he had come to be a busier and a more public in that of Charles. Knight and Privy Councillor since 1617, when he had first christened his collective Fifeshire estates in a freak by the scraggy name of Scotstarvet, and retaining always his inherited post of Director of Chancery, Sir John had, in 1629, been appointed an extraordinary Lord of Session. In July 1632, he had passed from that honorary rank to one of the ordinary or regular Judgeships, taking his seat on the Scottish Bench with the terri- torial courtesy-title of Lord Scotstarvet. That, as we have seen, was the year of Drummond's marriage; but Scot, though of exactly Drummond's age, or perhaps a few months younger, had then been the husband of Drummond's sister for three-and- twenty or five-and-twenty years, and was the father of two sons and seven daughters. His eldest son James was, in fact, now of full age, and on the point of marriage with Lady Marjory Carnegie, daughter of the Earl of Northesk; and the careful father had recently obtained from the King a grant whereby, " in consideration of the great and faithful services done to the crown " by the Scot family for three generations in the Directorship of Chancery, -the tenure of that office in the family was extended through the joint-lives of himself and this his eldest son. We hear also of various lands and baronies which Scotstarvet had been acquiring since Charles came to the throne, in addition to his former properties. Altogether, m 1634, there can have been few men in Edinburgh with a better grip of lands and money, or a better notion how to get more, than this shrewd Lord of Session, Drummond's brother-in-law. " A busy man in foul weather, and one whose covetousness far exceedit his honesty" is a contemporary character of him ; but . Etat. 48-49. SCO 7" OF SCO TSTAR VE T. 225 it is perhaps only the ill-natured snarl of a personal enemy. A shrewd, sagacious, Scottish lawyer and judge of his peculiar generation, very orthodox in his morals and beliefs, but with a dash of the eccentric and humorist in his ways, and something crabbed and cynical in his temper — systematically acquisitive of lands and gear, it must be admitted, and not more scrupulous as to the means than most Scottish officials of his time, but thrifty in his use of what he had acquired, and with a rough sense of honour and responsibility in him after all — so we would rather picture for ourselves the Sir John Scot of Scotstarvet whose figure in his judicial robes, or in his ordinary town-garb, was familiar to all Edinburgh, while Fifeshire knew him best in his old suit and top-boots, plodding about his farms. One fine and generous quality at least all recognised in Scotstarvet. He had himself a liking for learning and literature, and his anxiety for the promotion of learning and literature in Scotland amounted to a passion. For this object he was muni- ficent to an extent that shamed his contemporaries among the Scottish nobility. As long ago as 1620 he had virtually founded and endowed the Professorship of Latin in St. Leonard's College, St. Andrews, where he had himself been educated ; and to this day the patronage of that Professorship in the University of St. Andrews, exercised by the English Dukes of Portland, comes to them by inheritance from Scot of Scotstarvet, through inter- marriage of the Cavendish-Bentincks with the line of his des- cendants. In the main, indeed, in Scotstarvet's view of things, as in that of most of his coevals, Latinity represented Literature generally. He had himself in his youth practised Latin verse, and he had kept up the habit ever since. Less to write himself, however, than to collect what had been written by Scottish Latinists of the last generation or two, and to stimulate the Latin Muse round about him to fresh exertions, was now his ambition. This was known ; and, as his position made him a very conspicuous man in the eyes of his countrymen, there was not one of them with any pretensions to Latin poetry and 22 6 DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORN DEN. scholarship, from David Wedderburn, master of the Grammar School in Aberdeen, to Arthur Johnston, also an Aberdonian, but settled in London since 1632 as Physician to the King, that did not regard Scotstarvet as a friend and patron. For had he not already in contemplation that work which was to make them all famous, and to prove to the foreign world that Scottish genius was not extinct or barren ? The printer Blaeu of Amsterdam had been issuing, since 1608, selected specimens of the best recent Latin poetry of the different continental nations ; and Scotstarvet had resolved that the series should in- clude a collection of the best recent Latin poems by natives of neglected little Scotland. This was certainly to be done, though it should be at Scotstarvet's expense ; and in 1634 there seems to have been a patriotic flutter of expectation and pre- paration on the subject, with much praise of Scotstarvet for his enterprise and generosity. Drummond, as we know, was not likely to be a contributor to his brother-in-law's intended collection of Latin poetry by Scottish authors. The two brothers-in-law, wholly different from each other in character and in ways of thinking, differed notably in their literary tastes. While Sir John still identified literature in the main with Latin and Latinity, Drummond had been a votary all his life to the general English of Great Britain. Even in English their styles were at variance. When Scotstarvet scribbled in English (and he did so a good deal), it was for business purposes, and in the homespun form of English then generally used in his country, with racy Scottish idioms and spellings ; while Drummond, as we have seen, studied the most classical English even in his prose, and was so careful of polish that he would sometimes make several scrolls of an important letter before he sent it off. The two, however, understood each other thoroughly, and got on admir- ably together. Scotstarvet, vernacular and Latin though he was himself, was pleased with Drummond's fame in the walks of Literature he had chosen ; and Drummond could sympathise