ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
, "To the Memory of Mr. Oldham" Oldham, Remains (1684) no sig.
1684: John Dryden
1684: Thomas Flatman
1684: Nahum Tate
1684: Thomas D'Urfey
1700: Samuel Cobb
1709: Dr. William Coward
1709: Rev. Isaac Watts
1712: Bezaleel Morrice
1728 ca.: Alexander Pope
1779: Rev. Vicesimus Knox
1791: William Gifford
1806: William Taylor of Norwich
1808: Sir Walter Scott
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1872: William Cullen Bryant
1880: A. W. Ward
1681: John Sheffield
1681: Joshua Sylvester
1682: Thomas Shadwell
1683: George Chapman
1683: Abraham Cowley
1683: Sir William Davenant
1683: John Dryden
1683: Edward Fairfax
1683: Richard Flecknoe
1683: Ben Jonson
1683: Thomas Randolph
1683: Thomas Shadwell
1683: Edmund Waller
1684: John Oldham
1688: John Milton
1693: Rev. John Donne
1694: Nathaniel Lee
1694: Thomas Rymer
1697: Abraham Cowley
1699: Elizabeth Thomas
1700: Edward Fairfax
Farewel, too little and too lately known,
Whom I began to think and call my own;
For sure our Souls were near ally'd; and thine
Cast in the same Poetick mould with mine.
One common Note on either Lyre did strike,
And Knaves and Fools we both abhorr'd alike:
To the same Goal did both our Studies drive,
The last set out the soonest did arrive.
Thus Nisus fell upon the slippery place,
While his young Friend perform'd and won the Race.
O early ripe! to thy abundant store
What could advancing Age have added more?
It might (what Nature never gives the young)
Have taught the numbers of thy native Tongue.
But Satyr needs not those, and Wit will shine
Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
A noble Error, and but seldom made,
When Poets are by too much force betray'd,
Thy generous fruits, though gather'd ere their prime
Still shew'd a quickness; and maturing time
But mellows what we write to the dull sweets of Rime.
Once more, hail and farewel; farewel thou young,
But ah too short, Marcellus of our Tongue;
Thy Brows with Ivy, and with Laurels bound;
But Fate and gloomy Night encompass thee around.