ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Anonymous, "Stanzas addressed to Dr. Beattie, Author of the Minstrel" Edinburgh Fugitive Pieces (1784) 182-83.
1761: Robert Lloyd
1765: Thomas Gray
1770: A Lady
1771: Rev. William Mason
1771: James Boswell
1772 ca.: William Warburton
1775: Rev. John Ball
1775 ca.: Rev. Thomas Blacklock
1776: W. P.
1778: John Scott of Amwell
1780: Samuel Johnson
1782: J. W.
1782: J. H.
1783: Horace Walpole
1783: Hannah More
1783: N. T.
1783: David Robertson
1784: Rev. Robert Potter
1784: John Pinkerton
1784: William Cowper
1785 ca.: John Marriott
1787: Robert Burns
1787: Frances Burney
1793: John Thelwall
1794: Robert Alves
1795 ca.: Bp. Richard Hurd
1796: William Hayley
1797: Thomas Green
1798: Thomas James Mathias
1800: Rev. George Butt
1803: Alexander Balfour
1805: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1806: Dr. John Aikin
1807: Francis Jeffrey
1807: Francis William Blagdon
1808 ca.: John Herman Merivale
1810 ca.: James Balfour
1813: Rev. William Cameron
1815: William Wordsworth
1819: John Keats
1823: Rev. Charles Burton
1824: Rev. Thomas Frognall Dibdin
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1830: Rev. George Barrell Cheever
1831: John Wilson
1835: Robert Southey
1851: Robert Pearse Gillies
1880: George Saintsbury
1882: Epes Sargent
1906: George Saintsbury
Ah! wherefore silent is thine Edwin's muse?
The muse which erst inspir'd his infant thought,
Which shew'd him Nature in its various views,
And in his breast sublime conceptions wrought;
Which his young genius to perfection brought,
And rais'd to heaven his heaven-aspiring soul;
Gave him to know what he so keenly sought,
How stars and planets in their orbits roll,
Obedient still to him whose power propels the whole.
Time's lenient hand hath pour'd his sov'reign balm,
And sooth'd the anguish of thine wounded heart;
Restor'd thy bosom to its wonted calm,
And gently eas'd it of Affliction's dart:
Oh! may it never more a pang impart,
To interrupt the progress of the song,
Where Nature shines, array'd with justest art,
Moving with grace majestical along,
In numbers sweetly smooth, with sense sublimely strong.
Forgive the friend who, in unpolish'd strains,
Would fondly rouse thee to resume the lyre,
And sing of Edwin, boast of Scottish swains,
With all thy wonted energy and fire.
From graver studies for a while respire,
Thro' cheerful Fancy's flow'ry fields to stray;
Clad in the Minstrel's favourite attire,
His modest worth, his dignity, display,
Ammending thoughtless man by thy instructive lay.