The Lover complaineth the unkindness of his Love,

How, by a kisse, he found both his Life and Deth,

Page

305

206

The Lover describeth his being taken with a sight of his Love, 307

To his Lover, to loke upon him,

The Lover excuseth him of wordes, wherewith he was unjustly

charged,

Of such as had forsaken him,

A Description of such a one as would love,

808

ib.

310

ib.

How impossible it is to find quiet in love,

Of Love, Fortune, and the Lovers Minde,

The Lover praieth his offred Hart to be receaved,
The Lovers Life compared to the Alps,

ib.

311

ib.

312

Charging of his Love as unpiteous, and loving other,

A renouncing of Love,

The Lover forsaketh his unkinde Love,

313

ib.

314

The Lover describeth his restlesse state,

The Lover laments the Deth of his Love,

The Lover sendeth sighes to move his sute,

Complaint of the absence of his Love,

ib.

315

316

ib.

The Lover blameth his Love for renting of the letter he sent

her,

The Lover curseth the time when first he fell in love,
The Lover determineth to serve faithfully,

The Lover suspected, blameth yll tongues,

The Lover complaineth, and his ladie comforteth,

Why Love is blind,

To his unkinde Love,

The Lover blameth his instant desire,

The Lover complaineth his estate,

Of his Love called Anna,

That Pleasure is mixed with every Paine,

A Riddle of a Gift given by a Ladie,

That speaking of profering bringes alway spering,

329

ib.

ib.

He ruleth not, though he raigne over realmes, that is subject

Whether Libertie by losse of Life, or Life in prison and thral.

Of Dissembling Wordes,

Wyate, being in prison, to Brian,

Of the mean and sure Estate,

ib.

333

ib.

Of his Returne from Spaine,

Of Sodaine trusting,

Of the Mother that eate her child at the siege of Jerusalem,

SELECT POEMS OF THE EARL OF SURREY.

Page

334

ib.

ib.

Life of the Author,

339

Description of Spring,

Complaint of a Lover that defied Love, and was by Love, after,

the more tormented,

348

The Frailtie and Hurtfulness of Beautie,

350

351

ib.

A Vow to love faithfully, however he be rewarded,

Complaint that his Lady, after she knew of his love, kept her

face alway hidden from him,

Prisoner in Windsor, he recounteth his Pleasure there passed, 352

A Praise of his Love, wherein he reproveth them that compare

their Ladies with his,

The Lover describes his Restless State,

Of the Death of Sir T. W.

Of the same,

354

LIFE OF CHAUCER.

THE English have invented a mode of writing biography, which probably never entered even the dreams of Plutarch, and which is a perfect anomaly to the simple barbarians on this side of the Atlantic. It is well known, that we are never weary of reading any thing connected with such names as Chaucer and Shakespeare; and that few persons will fail to purchase a book, which professes, in the titlepage, to throw new light upon the characters of men, to whom we daily pay the homage of our admiration. Now, a man's character is influenced, directly or remotely, by every thing, which existed, at the time when he flourished. The genius of the government, the state of learning and religion, the systems of education, cotemporary games, sports, and diversions of every sort,-even the condition of a man's birth-place, and the scenery of the neighbourhood,-must have some effect in forming his habits, and modifying his faculties. If, therefore, you should find it convenient or necessary to write two immense quartos, which would command a good price and a ready market, avail yourself of some name, that will communicate a charm to whatever is said concerning it; and, professing to write the Life of such an author, fill your pages with a history of every thing, which, by the most distant association, can be shown to have some reference to your title-page.