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Which is more swift, th' intelligence or he.
I will not seek, rare bird, what spirit ’tis
TO Mr. M. L. UPON HIS REDUCTION OF
THE PSALMS INTO METHOD.1
OU have oblig'd the patriarch : and ’tis
known He is
your debtor now, though for his
What he wrote is a medley : we can sce
1 Probably Matthew Locke, a name of note in his day. It occurs in several places in old Pepys Diary. With regard to the particular work on which Vaughan sent this poem to Locke, it is certain he himself published none to which it can apply: but Roger North in his Memoirs of Musick (4to 1816 p 96) speaking of Locke says, “In musick he had a robust vein, and many of his compositions went about; he set most of the psalms to musick in parts, for the use of some rertuoso ladyes in the city &c. Probably Vaughan had seen these psalms in
Confusion trespass on his piety.
You brought his Psalms now into tune. Nay all
meet. You did so much in this, that I believe He
gave the matter, you the form did give. And yet I wish you were not understood, For now 'tis a misfortune to be good!
Manuscript. An original autograph copy is in the Library of Dr. E. F. Rimbault, to whom I am indebted for these details. It is written on 49 folio pages in a particularly neat hand, each psalm being signed at the end, M. L. Dr. Rimbault suggests that Locke assisted "honest John Playford" in the preparation of his “ Whole Book of Psalms, &c., (1677) and that it is to this work, Vaughan refers. Scarcely I think or some recognition of PLAYFORD would have been inevitable. Matthew Locke died in 1677, so that he must only have read the present poem privately. G.
Why then you'l say, all I would have, is this : None must be good, because the time's amiss. For since wise Nature did ordain the night, I would not have the sun to give us light. Whereas this doth not take the use away, But urgeth the necessity of day. Proceed to make your pious work as free, Stop not your seasonable charity. * Good works despis d or censur'd by bad times, Should be sent out to aggravate their crimes. They should first share and then reject our store, Abuse our good, to make their guilt the more. 'Tis warr strikes at our sins, but it must be A persecution wounds our pietie.
TO THE PIOUS MEMORIE OF C. W.
ESQUIRE, WHO FINISHED HIS COURSE
OW that the publick sorrow doth subside,
springs, are dried ;
So when the world's great luminary setts,
' A Search among the Wills of the Period, by Colonel Chester, as well as of the Parish-Registers, has failed to discover who Charles W. was. A'C. W.'contributed a short poem to the many prefixed to Cartwright's Comedies, &c. (1651). There also are two Wareings, one Robert and ono William : there is also a Richard Watkins. G.
An humble love unto the light doth bear,
When private interest did all hearts bend,
What the insuperable stream of times