ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Rev. George Croly
Anonymous, "To the Rev. George Croly, on observing the moral, intellectual, brick and mortar, and other Improvements, which his Writings have effected at Brompton" Fraser's Magazine 1 (July 1830) 713.
Rev. George Croly:
1813: Henry Crabb Robinson
1816: John Wilson Croker
1817: Lord Byron
1817: John Wilson Croker
1820: Lord Byron
1820: Alaric Alexander Watts
1822 ca.: John Gibson Lockhart
1822: Robert Pearse Gillies
1822: Alaric Alexander Watts
1822: James Harley
1826: J. R. P.
1827 ca.: George Canning
1827: John Wilson
1827: Charles Lamb
1827: B. M.
1830: Nathaniel Parker Willis
1830: William Maginn
1833: Allan Cunningham
1835: John Wilson Croker
1845: George Gilfillan
1850: George Gilfillan
1851: Dr. David Macbeth Moir
1852: William Jerdan
1854: Robert Shelton Mackenzie
1871: S. C. Hall
1877: Bryan Waller Procter
1882: Epes Sargent
1883: Samuel Carter Hall
1897: Margaret Oliphant
Let Brompton remember the days of yore,
Ere in fustian her bard arrayed her;
Ere Kitchener stopped at her Croly's door,
And tipped him a huge "persuader."
When her fields were unburthened with standard brick,
Where scaffolds now groan and squeak, sir;
And her children were muddied full two foot thick,
Who now wash — once a week, sir!
Let Brompton remember all this, and own
That thy Orphic songs first crazed her,
And stirred up the bricks and the Portland stone,
And the Limerick boys who raised her!
What, though by the barracks some Crockery strays
And grieves, in bad humour solely
That he misses the mud of the bye-gone days
Let him go to the D—l, my Croly!
What is it to us, and what is it to thee,
Thou blushing and iligant Poet?
The TRUMPETS OF BURLINGTON still are free!
Thou hast worth — and the world all know it.
Only turn to the papers — those honest records,
(I read 'em without suspicion),
And behold, 'midst a bother of beautiful words,
"SALATHIEL, Eightieth Edition!"
O Croly! O Poet! O wandering Jew!
Part parson and part politician!
Heav'n's Critic! Earth's Angel! — whatever I do,
I must have your Eightieth Edition!
I see by the Post, "A few copies remain
In the Publisher's hands" — so, by Goley,
If I dine with the Duke (it's Duke Humphrey I mane),
I will have a taste of my Croly!