If I live to grow old, (for I find I go down!) Let me have a warm house, with a stone at the gate; May I govern my passion with an absolute sway! And grow wiser and better as my strength wears away, Without gout or stone, by a gentle decay! 1 With a pudding on Sunday, and stout humming liquor, With Plutarch, and Horace, and one or two more With breeches and jerkin of good country grey, With a hogshead of Sherry, for to drink when I please; 1 The final three lines repeat after each stanza. When the days are grown short and it freezes and snows, A fire which, once stirred up with a prong, With courage He is gone, and has left not behind him his fellow! For he governed his passion with an absolute sway! And grew wiser and better, as his strength wore away, Without gout or stone, by a gentle decay." In 1699 John Pomfret expressed a similar ambition in The Choice, a poem which brought its author so much fame that even as late as the opening of the nineteenth century Southey asks: "Why is Pomfret the most popular of the English poets? The fact is certain and the solution would be useful." The answer is, probably, that, although no poet, Pomfret succeeded in expressing quite clearly a very general feeling of the time. The poem is too long to quote in full, but the following extracts show how closely Pomfret follows in the wake of Cowley : "If Heaven the grateful liberty would give, On this side fields, on that a neighbouring wood. It should within no other things contain, He then proceeds to describe the other amenities which he desires, to make this retreat ideally happy: "A little garden, grateful to the eye; And a cool rivulet run murmuring by: "silent At the end of this avenue there should be a study" containing the best of Latin literature, Horace, Virgil, Juvenal, Ovid: "With all those moderns, men of steady sense, Esteemed for learning, and for eloquence." These he would read every morning. A small competence to enable him to live "genteelly but not great," to entertain an occasional friend without inconvenience, and to relieve the poor. He would also have good but plain fare on his table, a frugal plenty,' "" enough to satisfy," with something left over for the poor. Good wine, but no drunkenness, he would have, for 66 66 "What freedom prudence, and right reason give, All men may, with impunity, receive: But the least swerving from their rule's too much; For what's forbidden us, 'tis death to touch." He would choose also two friends, "That life may be more comfortable yet, And all my joys refined, sincere, and great.' They must be well born, of kindred humour to himself, discreet, have known men as well as books, be brave, generous, witty, and neither loose nor formal in conduct. Nor are these demands enough, for the poet proceeds to add other essential qualities which they must possess -obligingness, frankness, "Brisk in gay talking, and in sober, grave; Another desire (and one which brought the ecclesiastical poet into trouble, for his enemies soon used the lines to bring a charge of advocating immorality against him) he expressed thus: "Would bounteous Heaven once more indulge, (For who would so much satisfaction lose, He then gives us a sketch of his ideal of womanhood, beginning of course with the "reasonable" element in her character: "I'd have her reason all her passions sway; Easy in company, in private gay; Coy to a fop, to the deserving free; Still constant to herself and just to me." The description of her other qualities includes courage, quickness in decision, speech not too reserved nor yet too free, "regular conduct" and "refined mirth," civility to strangers, kindness to neighbours. Without vanity, revenge and pride," free from deceit, faithful in friendship, good to all, such must be this inimitable lady whom he demands of heaven. Then follow the indiscreet lines which poor Pomfret failed to see might become a weapon against himself: "To this fair creature I'd sometimes retire; I'd seldom, and with moderation, taste: These lines, taken in conjunction with the passage quoted below, in which Pomfret (who was married) rejects the thought of taking a wife, formed the case of his enemies against him. Incautious language certainly, and a great gift for a clergyman seeking preferment, to make to his enemies. In the final section of the poem he tells us how he would avoid lawsuits, would do all he could for his king and his country, and concludes thus : "If Heaven a date of many years would give, |