"This child our parent earth, stirr'd up with spite Of all the gods, brought forth, and, as some write, She was last sister of that giant race That sought to scale Jove's court, right swift of pace, And swifter far of wing, a monster vast And dreadful.Look, how many plumes are placed On her huge corpse, so many waking eyes Stick underneath, and, which may stranger rise In the report, as many tongues she wears."Compare with these jagged misshapen distichs the neat fabric which Hoole's machine produces in unlimited abundance.We take the first lines on which we open in his version of Tasso.They are neither better nor worse than the restO thou, whoe'er thou art, whose steps are led, By choice or fate, these lonely shores to tread, No greater wonders east or west can boast Than yon small island on the pleasing coast.
If e'er thy sight would blissful scenes explore, The current pass, and seek the further shore."Ever since the time of Pope there had been a glut of lines of this sort; and we are now as little disposed to admire a man for being able to write them, as for being able to write his name.
But in the days of William the Third such versification was rare;and a rhymer who had any skill in it passed for a great poet, just as in the dark ages a person who could write his name passed for a great clerk.Accordingly, Duke, Stepney, Granville, Walsh, and others whose only title to fame was that they said in tolerable metre what might have been as well said in prose, or what was not worth saying at all, were honoured with marks of distinction which ought to be reserved for genius.With these Addison must have ranked, if he had not earned true and lasting glory by performances which very little resembled his juvenile poems.
Dryden was now busied with Virgil, and obtained from Addison a critical preface to the Georgics.In return for this service, and for other services of the same kind, the veteran poet, in the postscript to the translation of the Aeniad complimented his young friend with great liberality, and indeed with more liberality than sincerity.He affected to be afraid that his own performance would not sustain a comparison with the version of the fourth Georgic, by "the most ingenious Mr.Addison of Oxford." "After his bees," added Dryden, "my latter swarm is scarcely worth the hiving."The time had now arrived when it was necessary for Addison to choose a calling.Everything seemed to point his course towards the clerical profession.His habits were regular, his opinions orthodox.His college had large ecclesiastical preferment in its gift, and boasts that it has given at least one bishop to almost every see in England.Dr.Lancelot Addison held an honourable place in the Church, and had set his heart on seeing his son a clergyman.it is clear, from some expressions in the young man's rhymes, that his intention was to take orders.But Charles Montague interfered.Montague had first brought himself into notice by verses well-timed and not contemptibly written, but never, we think, rising above mediocrity.Fortunately for himself and for his country, he early quitted poetry, in which he could never have attained a rank as high as that of Dorset or Rochester, and turned his mind to official and parliamentary business.It is written that the ingenious person who undertook to instruct Rasselas, prince of Abyssinia, in the art of flying, ascended an eminence, waved his wings, sprang into the air, and instantly dropped into the lake.But it is added that the wings, which were unable to support him through the sky, bore him up effectually as soon as he was in the water.This is no bad type of the fate of Charles Montague and of men like him.When he attempted to soar into the regions of poetical invention, he altogether failed; but, as soon as he had descended from that ethereal elevation into a lower and grosser element, his talents instantly raised him above the mass.He became a distinguished financier, debater, courtier, and party leader.He still retained his fondness for the pursuits of his early days; but he showed that fondness not by wearying the public with his own feeble performances, but by discovering and encouraging literary excellence in others.A crowd of wits and poets, who would easily have vanquished him as a competitor, revered him as a judge and a patron.In his plans for the encouragement of learning, he was cordially supported by the ablest and most virtuous of his colleagues, the Lord Chancellor Somers.Though both these great statesmen had a sincere love of letters, it was not solely from a love of letters that they were desirous to enlist youths of high intellectual qualifications in the public service.The Revolution had altered the whole system of government.Before that event the press had been controlled by censors, and the Parliament had sat only two months in eight years.Now the press was free, and had begun to exercise unprecedented influence on the public mind.
Parliament met annually and sat long.The chief power in the State had passed to the House of Commons.At such a conjuncture, it was natural that literary and oratorical talents should rise in value.There was danger that a government which neglected such talents might be subverted by them.It was, therefore, a profound and enlightened policy which led Montague and Somers to attach such talents to the Whig party, by the strongest ties both of interest and of gratitude.
