1650 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Anne Bradstreet

Nathaniel Ward, in Bradstreet, The Tenth Muse (1650) sig A6.



Mercury shew'd Apollo, Bartas Book,
Minerva this, and wisht him well to look,
And tell uprightly, which did which excell;
He view'd, and view'd, and vow'd he could not tell.
They bid him Hemisphear his mouldy nose,
With's crackt leering-glasses, for it would pose
The best brains he had in's old pudding-pan,
Sex weigh'd, which best, the Woman, or the Man?
He peer'd, and por'd, and glar'd, and said for wore,
I'me even as wise now, as I was before:
They both 'gan laugh, and said, it was no mar'l
The Auth'resse was a right Du Bartas Girle.
Good sooth quoth the old Don, tel, ye me so,
I muse whither at length these Girls wil go;
It half revives my chil frost-bitten blood,
To see a woman once do, ought that's good;
And chode buy Chaucer's Boots, and Homers Furrs,
Let men look to't, least women weare the Spurs.