1764 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Rev. Charles Churchill

T. C., "An Attempt" London Chronicle (22 November 1764) 491.



What, CHURCHILL dead! — and silent ev'ry Bard,
No Muse invok'd — to Merit no Regard!
O LLOYD, and WOTY, tune thy vocal lays,
Let Emulation strive to chaunt his praise;
Let Friendship's sacred ties your bosoms warm,
Whose fancy pleases, and whose numbers charm.
Who shall the galling pen with candour wield,
With equal merit fraught, who take the field?
CHURCHILL, by glorious love of freedom fir'd,
To scourge the foes of Liberty inspir'd.
Truth, Candour, Justice, dwelt upon his tongue,
To lash the guilty in his faultless song.
Unaw'd by power, he spar'd no biass'd fool,
No knave in office, nor no cringing tool.
Rouze, rouse, ye Bards, his memory revere;
A mournful theme — Why is not Churchill here?
Unequal to the task, I leave the quill
To some more perfect in poetic skill.