IN 66 ORIGINAL VARIOUS READINGS. N the Library of Trinity College Cambridge, is a thin folio manufcript, marked MISCELL. R.ii. 49. It is fplendidly bound, and to the infide of one of the covers is pafted a paper with this infcription. "Membra haec eruditiffimi et pene divini poetæ olim mifere disjecta et paffim fparfa, poftea vero fortuito inventa, et in unum "denuo collecta a CAROLO MASON cjufdem Collegii Socio, et inter "Mifcellanea repofita, ea qua decuit religione confervare voluit THOMAS CLARKE, nuperrime hujufce Collegii nunc vero Medii Tem"pli Londini Socius, 1736." Doctor Mafon, abovementioned, who was alfo Woodwardian profeffor at Cambridge, found thefe papers among other old and neglected manufcripts belonging to Sir Henry Newton Puckering, a confiderable benefactor to the Library. Befide plans of PARADISE LOST, and sketches and fubjects for poetry, all in Milton's own hand, they contain entire copies of many of our author's fmaller poems, in the fame hand, except in a few instances, exhibiting his first thoughts and expreffions, and most commonly his own corrections of them according to the present text. All these variations, but imperfectly and incorrectly printed by Birch, are here given, with other notices, from a more minute and careful examination of the manufcript. LYCIDAS. fol. 30-34. V. 10. Who would not fing for Lycidas, he well knew. V. 26. Under the glimmering eye-lids of the morne. = V. 30. Oft till the even-ftarre bright Toward heaven's defcent had floapt his burnight wheel. a He died Dec. 18, 1770. Aged 72. He had fo great an affection for this college, in which he had been educated, that in his eightieth year he defired to be readmitted: and refiding there a whole fummer, prefented to the new library, just then finished, his own collection of books, amounting to near four thousand volumes. He was son of fir Adam Newton, tutor to Prince Henry; and many papers written by that prince, or relating to him, are involved in the collection. Sir Henry took the name of Puckering in remembrance of his uncle fir Thomas Puckering of Warwickshire, a learned and accomplished man, brother in law to fir Adam Newton, fon of lord Keeper Puckering, a companion of the ftudies of prince Henry, Many of the books were prefents to the prince from authors or editors. In Dr. Duport's HORE SUBSECIVE, a poem is addreffed to this preserver of Milton's Manufcripts, Ad D. Henricum Puckeringum, alias Newtonum, Equitem baronettum. Cantabr. 1676. 8vo. pp. 222. 223. This fir Henry had a fon, pupil to Dr. Duport at Trinity college, but who died before his father. © Beaumont and Fletcher, THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN, A.îîì, S. i. vol. x. p.49. edit. 1750. O queen Emilia, Frefher than May, (weeter Than her gold BUTTONS on the boughs, Shakespeare, V. 58. What could the golden-hayr'd Calliope For her inchaunting fon, When he beheld, the gods far-fighted bee, His goarie fcalpe rowle downe the Thracian lee. Where goary, with the substitution of visage for fcalpe, was a correction V.69. Hid in the tangles of Neæra's haire. V. 85. Oh fountain Arethufe, and thou Smooth flood, Smooth is then altered to fam'd, and next, to honor'd. And foft-fliding V. 105. Scraul'd ore with figures dim. Inwrought is marginal. V. 129. Daily devours apace, and little fed. Nothing is expunged. V. 138. On whose fresh lap the fwart ftar ftimly looks. V. 139. Bring hither all your quaint enamel'd eyes. And that fad floure that ftrove To write his own woes on the vermeil graine : The cowflip wan that bangs his penfive head, Here also well-attir'd woodbine appears as at prefent, altered from garip V. 153. Let our fad thoughts dally with falfe furmife. V. 154. Ay mee, whilst thee the floods and founding feas. V. 157. Where thou perhaps under the bumming tide. V. 160. Sleep'ft by the fable of Corineus old. But Bellerus is a correction. V. 176. Listening the unexpreffive nuptial fong. In Milton's own hand. I add all the manufcript readings of LYCIDAS, retained in the Cam- V. 26. glimmering. V.30. ev'n farre. V.31. burnifht. V. 53. "The 66 Shakespeare, HAML. A.i. S. iii. The canker galls the infants of the fpring See Note on LYCID. Y. 45. ARCADES. ARCADES. fol. 1. 2. 3. TIT." Parte of a mafke, or Entertainment, &c." V. 10. Now feems guiltie of abufe And detraction from her praife, V. 18. Seated like a goddess bright. V. 23. Ceres dares not give her ods; Who would have thought this clime had held. V. 49. Of noifome winds, or blafting vapours chill. In Milton's own hand. COMUS. fol. 13-29. STAGE-DIRECTION. “A guardian spirit or dæmon” [enters.] Atfer v.4, "In regions mild, &c," Thefe lines are inserted, but croffed. Amidst th' Hefperian gardens, on whose banks Bedew'd with nectar and celeftiall Jongs, And fruits of golden rind, on whofe faire tree V. 5. The fmoake and stir of this dim narrow spot. After v.7, "Strive to keep up, &c," this line was inferted, but croffed. Beyond the written date of mortall change. V. 14. That fews the palace of æternity. V. 18. But to my buifnesse now. Neptune whofe fway. V. 21. The rule and title of each fea-girt ifle. V. 28. The greatest and the best of all his empire. V. 45. By old or modern bard, in hall or bowre. V. 58. Whom therefore fhe brought up and nam'd him Comus. Excells his mother at her potent art. Covert is written firft, then shelter. V. 67. For moft doe talte through weake intemperate thirst. V. 72. All other parts remaining as before. V. 90. Neereft and likelieft to give præfent aide. STAGE-DIRECTION. " Goes out. Comus enters with a charming rod " and glaffe of liquor, with his rout all headed like fome wild beafts; thire garments, fome like men's and fome like women's. They come on in a wild and antick fashion. Intrant Kapálórris.” V. 97. In the steepe Tartarian treame.. V. 99. Shoots against the northern pole. Dufky is a marginal correction. V. 108. And quick Law with her fcrupulous head." V. 114. Lead with fwift round the months and years. Yellow is altered to tawny. V. 122. Night has better sweets to prove. And throws a blot ore all the aire. i Wherein thou rid't with Hecate, Till all thy dues bee done, and nought left out.. V. 144. With a light and frolic round. STAGE-DIRECTION. "The measure, in a wild, rude, and wanton antick.” V. 145. Breake off, breake off, I hear the different pace Of fome chafte footing neere about this ground; Some virgin fure benighted in these woods, For fo I can diftinguish by myne art. Run to your shrouds within these braks and trees, This difpofition is reduced to the prefent context: then follows a V.151. Now to my trains, V. 153. And to my mother's charmes. Thus I hurle My powder'd fpells into the fpungic air, Of power to cheat the eye with fleight illufion, And blind is written for eight. V. 164. And hugge him into nets. V. 170. If my ear be true. V. 175. When for their teeming flocks, and garners full. V. 181. In the blind alleys of this arched wood. V. 190. Rofe from the hindmoft wheeles of Phoebus' chaire. V. 193. They had ingag'd thire youthly iteps too farre To the foone-parting light, and envious darkness " Had ftolne them from me. V. 199. V. 199. With everlasting oyle to give thire light. I fee ye vifibly, and while I jee yee, This duskye bollow is a paradife, And heaven gates ore my head: now I beleeve. V. 219. Would send a glittering cherub, if need were. V.231. Within thy ayrie cell. Cell is in the margin. Before Comus fpeaks, at v. 244, is this STAGE-DIRECTION, "Comas "lookes in and speaks.” V. 252. Of darkneffe till he fmil'd. V. 257. Scylla would weepe, Chiding her barking waves into attention. V. 268. Liv't here with Pan and Sylvan. V. 270. To touch the profpering growth of this tall wood. V. 280. They left me wearied on a graffie turf. V. 304. To help you find them out. V. 310. Without fure fteerage of well-practiz'd feet. V. 312. Dingle or bufhie dell of this wide wood. V. 316. Within these froudie limits. V. 321. Till further quest be made. V. 329.Square this tryal. After v. 330, STAGE-DIRECTION. "Exeunt.-The two brothers Enter." V. 340. With a long-levell'd rule of streaming light. V. 349. In this fad dungeon of innumerous boughs. V.352. From the chill dew, in this dead folitude ? Perhaps fome cold banke is her boulter now, Or 'gainst the rugged barke of fome broad elme She leanes her thoughtfull head mufing at our unkindnesse: So fares, as did forfaken Proferpine, When the big wallowing flakes of pitchie clouds And darkneffe wound her in. 1 Br. Peace, brother, peace. I do not think my fifter, &c. Dead folitude is also surrounding wild. Some of the additional lines (v.350.-366.) are on a feparate flip of paper. V. 362. V. 365. The date of grief. This felf-delufion. V. 371. Could stirre the ftable mood of her calme thoughts. Blaze in the fummer-folftice. V. 390. For who would rob a hermit of his beads, V. 400. His books, or his baire gowne, or maple-dish? V. 403. Uninjur'd in this vaft and hideous wild. |