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humbly unto his Lord'hip, the reputation of my poor name in the point of my debts, as I have done to the fore-named Spiritual Lords, and ain heartily sorry that I have no better token of my humble thankfulness to his honoured person. Item, I leave to Sir Francis Windebank, one of bis sajcy's principal Secretaries of State (whom 3 found my great friend in point of necelüty) the Four Seasons of old Ballano", to hang near the eye in his parlour (being in little form), which I bought at Wenice, where I firft entered into his moft worthy acquaintance.
To the above-named Dr. Bargrave, Dean of Canterbury, 7 leave all iny 3talian books not disposed in this Will. I leave to him likewise, niy Uiol de Gamba, which hath been twice with me in Jtaly; in which country 3 firâ contraded with him an unremovable affettion. To my other Super visor, agr. Nicholas Dry, I leave my Chel, or Cabinet of Jnttruments and Engines of all kinds of uses: in the lower bor whereof are some * fit to be bequeathed to none but lo entire an honelt man as he is. J leave him likewise forty pounds for his pains in the solicitation of my arrears; and am sorry that my ragged estate can reach no further to one that hath taken such care for me in the same kind, during all my foreign employments. To the Library at Eaton College, 3 leave all my spanuscripts not before disposed, and to each of the Fellows a plain Ring of gold, enameled black, all save the verge, with this motto within, AMOR UNIT OMNIA.
This is iny Laft will and Testament, Cave what thall be added by a schedule there: unto annered, written on the trt of Dtober, in the peelent year of our Redemp.
tion, .637, ano Cubicribed by inyCelf, with the teltimony of these witnelles. NICH. QUDERT.
HENRY WOTTON. GEO. LASH.
> Giacomo da Ponte da Bassano, so called from the place of his birth in the Marca Trevisana, in 1510, was a celebrated artist, who excelled in rural scenery and animals. He died at the age of 82, leaving four fons, two of whom were distinguished painters. (Dryden's Fresnoy's Art of Painting, p. 290.)
* In it were Italian locks, pick-locks, screws to force open doors, and many things of worth and rarity, that he had gathered in his foreign travel.
because the mind of man is best satisfied by the knowledge of events, I think fit to declare, that every one that was named in his will did gladly receive their legacies : By which, and his most just and passionate desires for the payment of his debts, they joined in assisting the overseers of his will; and by their joint endeavours to the King (than whom none was more willing) conscionable satisfaction was given for his just debts.
The next thing wherewith I shall acquaint the reader is, that he went usually once a year, if not oftener, to the beloved Bocton-Hall, where he would say, “ He found a cure for all cares, by the cheerful company, which he called “the living furniture of the place :” and “ a restoration of “his strength, by the connaturalness of” that which he called “his genial
He yearly went also to Oxford. But the summer before his death' he changed that for a journey to Winchester college, to which school he was first removed from Bocton. And as he returned from Winchester towards Eton college, said to a friend, his companion in that journey, “How useful “ was that advice of a holy monk, who persuaded his friend to perform “ bis customary devotions in a constant place, because in that place we usually
meet with those very thoughts which possessed us at our last being there; and “ I find it thus far experimentally true, that at my now being in that school, , “ and seeing that very place where I sat when I was a boy, occasioned me
to remember those very thoughts of my youth which then possessed me: “ sweet thoughts, indeed, that promised my growing years numerous plea
In this year he wrote his letter to Milton, who then lived near Eton, thanking him for his present of “ Comus,” which he calls “ A dainty peece of entertainment; wherein," he adds, “ I should much commend the tragical part, if the lyrical did not ravith me “ with a certain Dorique delicacy in your songs and odes, whereunto I must plainly con“ fess to have seen yet nothing parallel in our language: ipfa mollities.” (Relig. Wotton. p. 343.)
Milton has commended this letter in his “ Defensio Secunda Populi Anglicani.” “ Abeun“ tem vir clarissimus Henricus Wootonus, qui ad Venetos Orator Jacobi Regis diu fuerat, et “ votis et præceptis eunti peregre fane utilissimis eleganti epistola perscriptis amicissimé prose“quutus est.”
THE LIFE OF “ fures without mixtures of cares?, and those to be enjoyed when time “ (which I therefore thought slow paced) had changed my youth into man“ hood.-But age and experience have taught me that those were but “ empty hopes; for I have always found it true, as my Saviour did foretel, “ Sufficient for the day is the evil thereof.' Nevertheless I saw there a suc“cefion of boys using the same recreations, and, questionless, pofleffed “ with the same thoughts that then possessed me. Thus one generation “ succeeds another, both in their lives, recreations, hopes, fears, and death.”
After his return from Winchester to Eton, which was about five months before his death, he became much more retired and contemplative: in which time he was often visited by Mr. John Hales (the learned Mr. John Hales), then a fellow of that college, to whom upon an occasion he spake to this purpose : “ I have, in my paffage to my grave, met with most of " those joys of which a discoursive soul is capable ; and been entertained 56 with more inferior pleasures than the sons of men are ufually made par"takers of: Nevertheless in this voyage I have not always floated on the 66 calm sea of content; but have often met with cross winds and storms, “ and with many troubles of mind and temptations to evil. And yet, " though I have been and am a man compaffed about with human frailties, “ Almighty God hath by his grace prevented me from making shipwreck “ of faith and a good conscience, the thought of which is now the joy of my “ heart ; and I most humbly praise him for it: And I humbly acknowledge " that it was not myself, but he that hath kept me to this great age, and let “ him take the glory of his great mercy.--And, my dear friend, I now see " that I draw near my harbour of death ; that harbour that will secure me “ from all the future storms and waves of this restless world ; and I praise
*9*** Ah, happy hills! Ah, pieasing Made !
“ Ah, fieids belov'd in vain!
Gray's Ode on a distant Prospect of Eton College.
“ God I am willing to leave it and expect a better; that world. wbercin “ dwelleth righteousness; and I long for it.”
These and the like expressions were then uttered by him at the beginning of a feverish distemper, at which time he was also troubled with an asthma or short spitting: But after less than twenty fits, by the help of familiar physic and a spare diet, this fever abated, yet so as to leave him much weaker than it found him; and his asthma seemed also to be overcome in a good degree by his forbearing tobacco, which, as many thoughtful men do, he also had taken somewhat immoderately. This was his then present condition, and thus he continued till about the end of O&tober, 1639, which was about a month before his death, at which time he again fell into a fever, which, though he. he seemed to recover, yet these still left him so weak, that they and those other common infirmities that accompany age, and were wont to visit him like civil. friends, and after some short time to leave him, came now both oftener and with more violence, and at last took up their constant habitation with him, still weakening his body and abating his cheerfulness; of both which he grew more sensible, and did the oftener retire into his study, and there made many papers that had passed his pen, both in the days of his youth and in the busy part of his life, useless, by a fire made there to that purpose. These, and several unusual expressions to his servants and friends, feemed to foretel that the day of his death drew near; for which he feemed to those many friends that observed him, to be well prepared, and to be both patient and free from all fear, as several of his letters writ on this his last fick-bed may testify. And thus he continued till about the beginning of December following, at which time he was seized more violently with a quotidian fever, in the tenth fit of which fever his better part, that part of Sir Henry Wotton which could not die, put off mortality with as much content and cheerfulness as human frailıy is capable of, being then in great tranquillity of mind, and in perfect peace with God and man'.
And • The following exquisitely beautiful hymn was written by him in his fickness:
“ O chou great Power, in whom I move
“For whom I live, to whoin I die!
And thus the circle of Sir Henry Wotton's life-that circle which began at Bocton, and in the circumference thereof did first touch at Winchester
school, then at Oxford, and after upon so many remarkable parts and paf- fages in Christendom-that circle of his life was by death thus clofed up
and completed, in the seventy-second year of his age, at Eton college, where, · according to his will, he now lies buried, with his motto on a plain grave
stone over him. Dying worthy of his name and family; worthy of the love and favour of so many princes and persons of eminent wisdom and learning; worthy of the trust committed unto him for the service of his prince and country. ...
And all readers are requested to believe, that he was worthy of a more worthy pen to have preserved his memory and commended his merits to the imitation of posterity.
And cleanse my fordid foul within
- “No hallow'd oils, no grains I need,
“ No rags of saints, no purging fire ;
“ Was worlds of seas to quench thine ire
. tAnd said by him that said no more,
“ But seal'd it with his dying breath.