Wood;" calling the author, "a noted wit and poet." His fame,
however, is not likely to "gather strength" from these
effusions. It is from some passages in _The Arcadian
Princesse_--a work which has been already, and more than
once, referred to, but which is too dislocated and
heterogeneous to recommend to a complete perusal--it is from
some passages in _this_ work that I think Braithwait shines
with more lustre as a poet than in any to which his name is
affixed. Take the following miscellaneous ones, by way of
specimens. They are sometimes a little faulty in rhyme and
melody: but they are never lame from imbecility.

----he has the happiest wit,
Who has discretion to attemper it.
And of all others, those the least doe erre,
Who in opinion are least singular.
Let Stoicks be to opposition given,
Who to extreames in arguments are driven;
Submit thy judgment to another's will
If it be good; oppose it mildly, ill.

_Lib._ iv., p. 7.

Strong good sense has been rarely exhibited in fewer lines
than in the preceding ones. We have next a vigorously drawn
character which has the frightful appellation of

_Uperephanos_, who still thought
That th' world without him would be brought to nought:
For when the dogge-starre raged, he used to cry,
"No other Atlas has the world but I.
I am that only _Hee_, supports the state;
Cements divisions, shuts up Janus' gate;
Improves the publike fame, chalks out the way
How princes should command, subjects obey.
Nought passeth my discovery, for my sense
Extends itself to all intelligence."
&c. &c. &c.
So well this story and this embleme wrought,
_Uperephanos_ was so humble brought,
As he on earth disvalu'd nothing more,
Than what his vainest humour priz'd before.
More wise, but lesse conceited of his wit;
More pregnant, but lesse apt to humour it;
More worthy, 'cause he could agnize his want;
More eminent, because less arragant.
In briefe, so humbly-morally divine,
He was esteem'd the _Non-such_ of his time.

_Id._, pp. 8, 11.

Another character, with an equally bizarre