add, tliat these shine out but as straggling stars in a clouded 
sky; and that in the entire collection of his works there is 
far more to pass over than to pause and admire; a selection 
of HeiTick’s poems would form so valuable and delightful a 
volume, I much wonder such a work has not yet been pub¬ 
lished.* 
The gallant and graceful Earl Sun-ey, the lover of the fair 
Geraldine, has dedicated one of his sweetest sonnets to 
“ A Description of Spring, in which eche thing renews, save 
only the lover.” 
The soote season, that bud and bloome forthe brings. 
With grene hath clad the hill, and eke the vale; 
The nightingall, with fethers new, she sings. 
The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. 
Somer is come; for every spray now springs, 
The hart hath hung his old head on the pale. 
The buck in brake his winter coat he flings, 
The fishes flete with new repayred scale. 
The adder all her slough away she flings, 
'I'he swallow swift pursueth the flies smale, 
The busy bee, her honey now" she mings, 
Winter is worne, that w'as the floure’s bale; 
And thus I see among these pleasaunt thynges 
Each care decays, and yet mi/ sorrow sprynges. 
Of all the attributes of Spring, Floioers take the precedence; 
the very mention of “ the soote season” brings with it the 
thought of the “bud and bloom” that form its chiefest beauty, 
and ere 
-well aparelled April on the heel 
Of limping Winter treads, 
* “Choice fruits from Herrick’s Hesperides" will shortly appear, edited by the 
Author of this volume. 
