All such as know you thinke the same, For when you looke for praises sound, The better sort, that modest are, Whom garish pompe doth not infect, Thou poet rude, if thou be scorn'd, I know some think my tearmes are grosse; Full well doth rudnesse them beseeme. First, a simple swaine that nothing knowes; 260 270 280 Good men of skill doe know it well, That these our dayes require such speech; Or any word for them too much? Let fearfull poets pardon crave, The golden meane is free from trips. 290 A heads Prophesie. PIECE of Friar Bacons Brazen-heads Prophesie. By William Terilo. London. Printed by T. C. for Arthur Iohnson, dwelling in Powles Church-yard, at the Signe of the white Horse. 1604. 4to. 18 leaves. This well-written and entertaining tract has been already printed for the Percy Society; but it deserves on more than one account reproduction here. In presenting it to the reader once more, a careful collation of the original text has been obtained from the only known copy, which is among Burton's books at Oxford. It is bound up with several other rare articles. The press-mark of the volume is J. 27, and the following is a list of the contents: 1. Heywood, (Tho.,) First and Second Parts of King Edward IV, a play. 1613. 2. Hero and Leander. Begun by Christopher Marlowe, and finished by George Chapman. 1606. 3. King James his Entertainment at Theobalds. By John Savile. 1603. 4. Skelton's Elinour Rumming. 5. Newton's Atropeion Delion. 1624. 1603. 6. A Piece of Friar Bacons Brazen-heads Prophesie. 1604. 7. The Legend of Humphrey Duke of Gloucester. By Chr. Middleton. 1600. 8. The Countess of Pembroke's Ivychurch. By A. Fraunce. Parts I. and II. only. 1591. 9. Lamentations of Amyntas for the Death of Phillis. Tasso. Transl. by A. Fraunce. [1587.] By 10. The Ethiopian History of Heliodorus, translated by Underdowne. 1587. 11. Countess of Pembroke's Emanuel. By A. Fraunce. 1591. It is not possible, as far as our information goes at present, to identify William Terilo with any known writer of James the First's reign. The name itself is pretty evidently fictitious. The author has resorted to the "Famous History of Friar Bacon" for little more than the fatal words Time is Past, which gave the deathblow to the Friar's ever memorable scheme for surrounding his country with a wall of brass, superseding all other defences, and making the modern system of Ironclads look like child's play by comparison! |