Muses that sing love's sensual empery, And lovers kindling your enraged fires At Cupid's bonfires burning in the eye, Blown with the empty breath of vain desires;…
George Chapman was an English writer and classical scholar whose greatest works were the first translations into English of the classic works by Homer – Iliad and Odyssey. He wrote a great number of dramatic works, some of which were tragedies and some comedies. These received mixed reactions from Elizabethan theatre-goers. His poetry was not really appreciated in his lifetime though some critics have suggested since that his sonnets were comparable to those written by William Shakespeare. Great praise indeed, but despite his prodigious writing output, Chapman spent much of his long life fighting for monies promised and trying to stay out of debtors’ prisons. Much of Chapman’s poetry was written in a style that was probably difficult to understand and many have said that his work laid the ground work for the metaphysical poets, such as John Donne and Andrew Marvell, who followed in the 17th century. Not much information survives concerning his early life but it is believed that he was born in Hitchin, Hertfordshire in 1559. His education may have been completed at Oxford but there is some doubt about that. What is clear though is that he suffered a series of unfortunate events regarding being taken in by people promising to sponsor him for work done which was never forthcoming. He had many patrons throughout his life but so many of them failed to honour their agreements with him. Some of these defaulters were malicious while others lost their lives before they were able to discharge their responsibilities. The Second Earl of Essex was an example; Robert Devereux had promised Chapman much but was executed following a conviction for treason against Queen Elizabeth I. Despite many setbacks Chapman’s enthusiasm for his work never diminished and neither did the esteem with which he was held by his contemporaries among the Elizabethan literati. He was, though, sued and subsequently arrested for debt on several occasions and, perhaps, his financial problems at home sent him abroad to fight in the Low Countries during the early part of the decade beginning 1590. His first published poems were seen at this time. The Shadow of Night (1594) and Ovid“s Banquet of Sense (1595) were of a deeply philosophical nature with a touch of eroticism evident in the latter poem. The extract below, called The Thames, is ostensibly about a vessel travelling along the river yet contains thinly veiled references to female sexuality: At the end of the 1590s Chapman’s reputation as a playwright was assured with notable comedies such as The Widow”s Tears and Monsieur D”Olive playing to appreciative audiences. He published a lot of poetry as well including the completion of a poem started by Christopher Marlowe, yet never finished, called Hero and Leander (1598). At the same time he started his translation of the epic Iliad and it was so good that Shakespeare was inspired by Chapman’s work when writing Troilus and Cressida. It took Chapman 18 years to complete his work on the two Homer masterpieces and they were published as The Whole Works of Homer in 1616. George Chapman died in May 1634 at the age of 75. Sadly he ended his life in much the same state that he had lived most of it – a brilliant scholar but a poor one.
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Partiall devourer ever of the best! With headlong rapture sparing long the rest, Could not the precious teares his father shed, That are with kingdomes to be ransomed,…
Great, learned, witty Ben, be pleased to light The world with that three-forked fire; nor fright All us, thy sublearned, with luciferous boast That thou art most great, most learn'…
O COME, soft rest of cares! come, Night! Come, naked Virtue's only tire, The reaped harvest of the light Bound up in sheaves of sacred fire.…
Give me a spirit that on this life's rough sea Loves to have his sails filled with a lusty wind Even till his sailyards tremble, his masts crack, And his rapt ship runs on her side…
See where she issues in her beauty's pomp, As Flora to salute the morning sun; Who when she shakes her tresses in the air, Rains on the earth dissolved pearl in showers,…
Now was bright Hero weary of the day, Thought an Olympiad in Leander's stay. Sol and the soft-foot Hours hung on his arms, And would not let him swim, foreseeing his harms:…
There is no truth of any good To be discerned on earth ; and, by conversion, Nought therefore simply bad; but as the stuff Prepared for Arras pictures, is no picture…
... Such speech they chang'd; when in the yard there lay A dog, call'd Argus, which, before his way Assum'd for Ilion, Ulysses bred,…
... Fall, Hercules, from heaven, in tempests hurl'd, And cleanse this beastly stable of the world; Or bend thy brazen bow against the Sun,…
... To this great Hector said: "Be well assur'd, wife, all these things in my kind cares are weigh'd, But what a shame and fear it is to think how Troy would scorn…