Wales, vol. iv.

[3] A poet of considerable eminence in his day, born at Tavistock,
in the year 1590. He was noticed by Selden, Drayton, Brooke,
Glanville, and Ben Jonson.

[4] Warner's Walk through the Western Counties.


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_Libels on Poets._--Cicero tells us, Democritus and Plato said that
there could be no good poet without a tincture of madness; and Aristotle
calls poets madmen.--P.T.W.

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THOU WERT THE RAINBOW OF MY DREAMS.


Thou wert the rainbow of my dreams,
To whom the eyes of Hope might turn,
And bid her sacred flame arise
Like incense from the festal urn;
But as the thunder clouds conspire
To wreck the lovely summer sky,
So Death destroyed the liquid fire
Which shone so brightly in thine eye!