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ii4<br />
FRANCIS BACON'S CRYPTIC RHYMES<br />
(saith Pyrrhus) if the Gods favour us," and the<br />
questions of the statesman becoming shorter, lead up<br />
to the " Nay," expressing astonishment, terminating in<br />
a long line rhyming to the previous and following<br />
ones. Then follow the still more pathetic words of<br />
Pyrrhus with their profuse rhyme.<br />
(N.B. "rest-feast"<br />
is as perfect a rhyme as " beast-rest," etc., in the Plays.)<br />
Finally the sorrowful "Alas," uttered by " Cineas,"<br />
followed up by that serio-comic question terminating<br />
the dialogue.<br />
I need scarcely mention that now *' ado "<br />
constitute a perfect rhyme besides " ; these, do " and<br />
" "<br />
so play a part in rhyming with " now."<br />
In his " Discoveries," when speaking of the great<br />
orators, Ben Jonson names Francis Bacon as the<br />
greatest. These are the very words he uses :<br />
Yet there happen'd in my time one noble Speaker, who was<br />
full of gravity in his speaking. His Language (where he could<br />
spare, or pass by a Jest) was noMy censorious. No man ever<br />
spake more neatly, more prestly, more weightily, or suffer'd<br />
less emptiness, less idleness, in what he utter'd. No Member<br />
of his Speech, but consisted of his own Graces. His Hearers<br />
could not cough, or look aside from him, without loss. He<br />
commanded where he spoke ;<br />
and had his Judges angry and<br />
pleased at his Devotion. No Man had their Affections more in<br />
his power. The fear of every Man that heard him, was, lest be<br />
should make an end.<br />
If Bacon's speeches in Parliament called forth such<br />
eulogy, how much more must that man have earned<br />
praise for his words of brilliant wit and sparkling<br />
humour, for his table-talk cast into the golden mould of<br />
perfect rhetoric, with which he delighted his guests.<br />
We may be sure, not one eye but followed his every