for vengeance and unrepressed acts of hostility.  Finally, in the fall of 1598, there occurred a fearful uprising known as Tyrone’s Rebellion, in which the outraged peasants fiercely attacked the castle, plundering and burning.  Spenser and his family barely escaped with their lives.  According to one old tradition, an infant child was left behind in the hurried flight and perished in the flames; but this has been shown to be but one of the wild rumors repeated to exaggerate the horror of the uprising.  Long after Spenser’s death, it was also rumored that the last six books of the Faerie Queene had been lost in the flight; but the story is now utterly discredited.

Spenser once more arrived in London, but he was now in dire distress and prostrated by the hardships which he had suffered.  There on January 16, 1599, at a tavern in King Street, Westminster, the great poet died broken-hearted and in poverty.  Drummond of Hawthornden states that Ben Jonson told him that Spenser “died for lack of bread in King Street, and refused 20 pieces sent to him by my Lord of Essex, and said He was sorrie he had no time to spend them.”  The story is probably a bit of exaggerated gossip.  He was buried close to the tomb of Chaucer in the Poets’ Corner in Westminster Abbey, his fellow-poets bearing the pall, and the Earl of Essex defraying the expenses of the funeral.  Referring to the death of Spenser’s great contemporary, Basse wrote:—­

  “Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh
  To learned Chaucer, and rare Beaumont, lie
  A little nearer Spenser, to make room
  For Shakespeare in your threefold, fourfold tomb.”

“Thus,” says Mr. Stopford Brooke, appropriately, “London, ’his most kindly nurse,’ takes care also of his dust, and England keeps him in her love.”

Spenser’s influence on English poetry can hardly be overestimated.  Keats called him “the poets’ poet,” a title which has been universally approved.  “He is the poet of all others,” says Mr. Saintsbury, “for those who seek in poetry only poetical qualities.”  His work has appealed most strongly to those who have been poets themselves, for with him the poetical attraction is supreme.  Many of the greatest poets have delighted to call him master, and have shown him the same loving reverence which he gave to Chaucer.  Minor poets like Sidney, Drayton, and Daniel paid tribute to his inspiration; Milton was deeply indebted to him, especially in Lycidas; and many of the pensive poets of the seventeenth century show traces of his influence.  “Spenser delighted Shakespeare,” says Mr. Church; “he was the poetical master of Cowley, and then of Milton, and in a sense of Dryden, and even Pope.”  Giles and Phineas Fletcher, William Browne, Sir William Alexander, Shenstone, Collins, Cowley, Gray, and James Thomson were all direct followers of Spenser.  His influence upon the poets of the romantic revival of the nineteenth century is even more marked.  “Spenser begot