CYCLOPÆDIA OF AMERICAN LITERATURE. GEORGE SANDYS. "Review of God's Mercies to him in his travels," an eloquent poem which he wrote in welcoming his beloved England, and in which he does not That new-found-out-world, where sober night Takes from the Antipodes her silent flight, and where he had been preserved THE first English literary production penned in America, at least which has any rank or name in the general history of literature, is the transla-forget the perils of the American wilderness in tion of Ovid's Metamorphoses, by George Sandys, printed in folio in London in 1626. The writer was the distinguished traveller, whose book on the countries of the Mediterranean and the Holy Land, is still perused with interest by curious From the bloody massacres readers. It was some time after his return from Of faithless Indians; from their treacherous wars. the East, that he was employed in the government of the Colony in Virginia, where he held As a poet he has gained the respect of Dryden, the post of treasurer of the company. There, on who pronounced him the best versifier of his age, the banks of James river, he translated Ovid, and of Pope, who commended his verses, in his under circumstances of which he has left a menotes to the Iliad.* We may quote a few lines morial in his dedication of the work to King of his Ovid, as a pleasing memorial of this classic Charles I., as he informs that monarch his poem early colonial settlement. We may fancy him theme pursued amidst the perils and trials of the was "limned by that imperfect light, which was snatched from the hours of night and repose. looking round him, as he wrote, upon the rough For the day was not his own, but dedicated to materials of the Golden Age of Virginia, testing the service of his father and himself; and had Ovid's poetical dreams by the realities. that service proved as fortunate, as it was faithful in him, as well as others more worthy, they had hoped, before the revolution of many years, to have presented his majesty with a rich and well peopled kingdom. But, as things had turned, he had only been able to bring from thence himself and that composition, which needed more than a single denization. For it was doubly a stranger, being sprung from an ancient Roman stock, and bred up in the New World, of the rudeness whereof it could not but participate ; especially as it was produced among wars and tumults; instead of under the kindly and peaceful influences of the muses." METAMORPHOSIS, BOOK L The Golden Age was first; which uncompeld, In firm content On smiling flowers, which without setting grew. Holmes, Am. Annala, 1. 184. Egerton Brydges, Censura Literaria, vi. 185. Bancroft, History United States, 1. 284 There is a copy of the Ovid en dono Thoma Holle in the Har vard Library. Forthwith the earth, corn unmanured bears; And every year renews her golden ears: With milk and nectar were the rivers fill'd; And yellow honey from green elms distilled. WILLIAM VAUGHAN. Ar about the same time with Sandys in Virginia, William Vaughan, a poet and physician from Wales, took up his residence on a district of land which he had purchased in Newfoundland. Here he established a plantation, which he called Cambriol, and to invite settlers from England, sent home and published his Golden Fleece,* a quaint tract in prose and verse, intended through the medium of satire and fancy to set forth the discouragements of England and the encouragements of America. In his dedication of the work to King Charles, the author, who wrote also several other poems in Latin and English, calls himself Orpheus Jr. "Were it not," says Oldmixon, “a trouble one might remark, that neither the vicar's lion, nor the pilot's mermaid, is more a prodigy, than an Orpheus in Newfoundland, though there was one actually there, if the poet Vaughan was so."t The Golden Fleece, which is now a very rare book, is a curious composition of the puritan way of thinking engrafted on the old cla-sic machinery of Apollo and his court. It has sense, shrewdness, some poetry, and much downright railing,-the last in a school, the satirical objurgatory, which was brought to perfection, or carried to excess, in Ward's Simple Cobler of Agawam. Vaughan vents his humors in a depreciation of the times, in a kind of parody of the Litany, which he puts into the mouth of Florio, the Italian novelist, then in vogue. From blaspheming of God's name, From a rich soul internal, Sweet angel free deliver me. Some of Vaughan's descriptions, as in his account of the fairer sex, smack strongly of old Burton, whose Anatomy of Melancholy was then in its first popularity. In the third part of the The Golden Fleece, divided into three parts, under which are discovered the errors of religion, the vices and decay of the kingdom, and, lastly, the way to get wealth and to restore trad ing, so inch complained of. Transported from Cambrioll Colchos out of the southernmost part of the Island, commonly called the Newfoundland, by Orpheus Junior, for the general and perpetual good of Great Britain. 1626. Small 4to. Oldmixon. Brit. Emp, in Am. 1. §. Golden Fleece there is a commendation of Newfoundland and its bounteous fishery, with many allusions to historical incidents of the period. Vaughan's Church Militant published many years subsequently, in 1640, is one of those long labored historical deductions in crabbed verse, which Puritan writers loved heavily to trudge through. When the weary journey is accomplished, the muse, as if exulting at the termination, rises to a somewhat clearer note, in good strong Saxon, in view of the English reformation. The spouse of Christ shone in her prime, She lay obscure from most men's sight; She hates the dark, yet walks the round, She grants no weapons for offence, She slights, but checks gross sins with stripes. WILLIAM MORELL WILLIAM MORELL, an English clergyman of the Established Church, came to America in 1628, with the company sent out by the Plymouth council, under the command of Captain Robert, son of Sir Ferdinando Gorges. Morell bore a commission from the Ecclesiastical Court in England to exercise a superintendence over the churches which were or might be established in the colony. The attempt by this company to form a settle Idols; the word is used for puppets by Shakespearo. L Henry IV., Act 2, Soene & ment at Wessagussett, now Weymouth, in Massachusetts, was unsuccessful. After Gorges's return, Morell remained a year at Plymouth and then returned to England, where he soon after published in Latin hexameters and English heroics, the latter a little rough, his poem Nova Anglia, which he addressed to King Charles I. It is mainly taken up with the animal inhabitants of the land and their conquerors, the native Indians. The opening address to New England is really grand. We have marked one line by italics, for its stirring tone, in the English portion, which is something more than a mere literal version of his Latin. We give both. NOVA ANGLIA. Hactenus ignotam populis ego carmine primus, NEW ENGLAND. Fear not, poor Muse, 'cause first to sing her fame That's yet searce known, unless by map or name; A grand-hild to earth's paradise is born, Well limb'd, well nerv'l, fair, rich, sweet, yet forlorn. Thou blest director, so direct my verse That it may win her people, friends commerce. This curious poem is conducted with considerable spirit. There is this allusion to the Indian song: Litera cuneta licet latet hos, modulamina quædam And though these men no letters know, yet their The whole poem is reprinted in the Mass. Hist. Soc. Collections, First Berlos, 1. 185-89, WILLIAM WOOD. CHEERFUL William Wood was at that period & sojourner in the same colony. Returning home in 1633, he published in London, in 1634, the first printed account of Massachusetts in New England's Prospect being, as its title page well describes it, "a true, lively, and experimental description."* "I have laid down," says he, "the nature of the country, without any partial respect unto it as being my dwelling-place, where I have lived these four years, and intend, God willing, to return shortly again." This tract is divided into two parts, the one treating of the situation and circumstances of the colonists; the other, of the manners and customs of the native Indians. In the former, in which the writer notices the towns bordering the site of Boston, venturing in one or two instances as far as Agawam and Merrimack, there are some curious poetical or rhyming natural history descriptions interspersed, as of the trees, which reminds us, in a degree, of the famous passage in Spenser, by whose inspiration it was probably excited: Trees both in hills and plains, in plenty be, The boatmen seek for oares light, neat, growne wasps, The water-spungie alder good for nought, His versifying talent is also excited by the inhabitants of these woods: The kingly lion, and the strong-arm'd bear, There is fancy in the last picture, as there is in his "sea-shouldering whale," in the chapter "of fish"-but that belongs to Spenser. The whole passage is curious, and is worth quoting for its American flavor. The epithets are felicitous. He had evidently studied the subject. The king of waters, the sea-shouldering whale, The snuffing grampus, with the oily seal; • New England's Prospect: a true, lively, and experimental description of that part of America commonly called New England discovering the state of that country, both as it stands to our new come English planters, and to the old native inhabitants-laying down that which may both enrich the knowledge of the mind-travelling reader, or benefit the future voyager. By William Wood. London: 1085. Makers of bows and arrowa-Johnson, : The storm-presaging porpus, herring-hog, The spotted lamprons, cels, the lamperies, KINDS OF SHELLFISH. The luscious lobster, with the crabfish raw, His prose shows us little of the poetical and humorous traits common to many of these early narratives. There is a short chapter touching the Indians, which would do honor to the appetizing courtesies of John Buncle. OF THEIR DIET, COOKERY, MEAL TIMES, AND HOSPITALITY AT THEIR KETTLES. Raving done with the most needful clothings and ornamental deckings; may it please you to feast your eyes with their best belly-timbers; which I suppose would be but stibium to weak stomachs, as they cook it, tho' never so good of itself. In winter time they have all manner of fowls of the water and of the land, and beasts of the land and water, pond fish, with catharres and other roots, Indian beans and clams. In the summer they have all manner of sea fish, with all sorts of berries. For the ordering of their victuals, they boil or roast them, having and sometimes nothing at all in two or three days, wise providence being a stranger to their wilder ways: They be right infidels; neither caring for the morrow, or providing for their own families; but as all are fellows at football, so they all meet friends at the kettle, saving their wives, that dance a spaniel-like attendance at their backs for their bony fragments. If their imperious occasions cause them to travel, the best of their victuals for their journey is Nocake (as they call it), which is nothing but Indian corn parched in the hot ashes; the ashes being sifted from it, it is afterwards beat to powder, and put into a long leathern bag, trussed at their backs like a knapsack, out of which they take thrice three spoonfuls a day dividing it into three meals. If it be in winter, and snow be on the ground, they can eat when they please, stopping show after their dusty victuals, which otherwise would feed them little better than a Tyburn halter. In summer they must stay till they meet with a spring or a brook, where they may have water to prevent the imminent danger of choking. With this strange viaticum they will travel four or five days together, with loads fitter for elephants than men. But though they can fare so hardly abroad, their chaps must walk night and day, as long as they have it. They keep no set meals, their store being speat, they champ on the bit, till they meet with fresh supplies, either from their own endeavors, or their wives' industry, who trudge to the clam-banks when all other means fail. Though they be sometimes scanted, yet are they as free as emperors, both to their countrymen and English, be he stranger or near acquaintance; counting it a great discourtesy not to eat of their highconceited delicacies, and sup of their un-oatmeal'd broth, made thick with fishes, fowls, and beasts, boiled all together; some remaining raw, the rest converted, by overmuch seething, to a loathed mash, not half so good as Irish bonniclapper. GOOD NEWS FROM NEW ENGLAND. A curious tract, apparently written by a resident in the colony, was printed in London, in 1648, bear large kettles which they traded for with the Frenching the title, Good News from New England.* It long since, and do still buy of the English as their need requires, before they had substantial earthen pots of their own making. Their spits are no other than cloven sticks sharped at one end to thrust into the ground: into these cloven sticks they thrust the flesh or fish they would have roasted, behemming a round fire with a dozen of spits at a time, turning them as they see occasion. Some of their scullery having dressed these homely cates, present it to their guests, dishing it up in a rude manner, placing it on the verdant carpet of the earth which Nature spreads them, without either trenchers, napkins, or knives; upon which their hunger sauced stomachs, impatient of delays fall aboard, without scrupling at unwashed hands, without bread, salt, or beer; lolling on the Turkish fashion, not ceasing till their full bellies leave nothing but empty platters. They seldom or never make bread of their Indian corn, but seeth it whole like beans, eating three or four corns with a mouthful of fish or flesh, sometimes eating meat first, and corns after, filling up the chinks with their broth. In summer, when their corn is spent, isquoterquashes is their best bread, a fruit much like a pumpion. To ray, and to speak paradoxically, they be great eaters, and little meat men. When they visit our English, being invited to eat, they are very moderate, whether it be to show their manners, or for shame fac'dness, I know not, but at home they eat till their bellies stand south, ready to split with fulness; it being their fashion to eat all at sometimes, is more than half in verse, and is a quaint picture of the age. The sketch of the clergy is characteristic. We quote a few paragraphs. Oh! weel away, now say the poore, our Benefactor's going, That fild our children's mouths with bread, look! yonder are they rowing. O woe is me, another cries, my Minister, it's he, flee. With trickling tears, scarce uttering speech, another sobbing says, If our poor preacher shipped be, he'll ne'er live half the way. THE NEW ENGLAND PREACHIES. One unto reading Scriptures men persuades, Good News from New England; with an Exact Relation of the First Planting of that Country; a Description of the Profits accruing by the Work; together with a brief, but true Discovery of their Order both in Church and Commonwealth, and Maintenance allowed the painful Labourers in that Vine yard of the Lord; with the Names of the several Towns, and who be Preachers to them. London: printed by Matthew Simmons 1648; reprinted in Mass. Ilist. Soc. Coll, Fourth Berles, 1, 198 |