ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
, in "Visitation of the Poets" 1800; Biographical Sketches in Cornwall (1831) 2:48.
1776: Richard Fenton
1779: H. A.
1779: J. W
1779: T. B****s
1787: Robert Merry
1789: John Williams
1791: Elizabeth Ogilvy Benger
1800: Rev. Richard Polwhele
1801: Alexander Thomson
1809: Lord Byron
1812: Charles Caleb Colton
1827: Alexander Dyce
1828: Leigh Hunt
1842: C. H. Timperley
1855: Sarah Josepha Hale
Rev. Richard Polwhele:
1779: Rev. Thomas Warton
1783: Bp. Lewis Bagot
1783: Rev. Robert Greville
1785: Dr. Hugh Downman
1785: Rev. William Mason
1785: Samuel Jackson Pratt
1786: Edward Drewe
1788: Anna Seward
1791: Dr. Hugh Downman
1792: Dr. Erasmus Darwin
1794: Hannah More
1795: William Cowper
1796: William Browne of Tavistock
1796: John Gay
1796: Thomas Gray
1796: Nicholas Rowe
1797: Dr. Hugh Downman
1800: Sir James Bland Burges
1800: Lady Sophia Burrell
1800: Hannah Cowley
1800: Rev. William Lipscomb
1800: Capel Lofft
1800: Amelia Opie
1800: Rev. George Richards
1800: Rev. Joseph Warton
1800: Helen Maria Williams
1803: Samuel Jackson Pratt
1804: Peter L. Courtier
1808 ca.: Elizabeth Trefusis
1809: Bp. Richard Hurd
1811: Anna Seward
1814: Richard Alfred Davenport
1818: George Hardinge
1826: Edward Drewe
1826: Rev. James Hurdis
1826: John Struthers
1826: Dr. John Wolcot
1831: William Boscawen
1831: William Gifford
1831: Rev. Thomas Penrose
1831: Dr. John Wolcot
1834: John Herman Merivale
1836: Bp. Lewis Bagot
1836: Charles Fox
1836: Rev. Walter Harte
1836: Robert Southey
Now — dear madam Cowley! descend from thy height,
Archpriestess of Comedy, frothy and light!
Tho' more of the tragedy-queen in thy looks—
Descend, madam Cowley! and build up the books.
Yet first — (thro' thy tears I perceive a faint smile)
With thy own pretty pieces embellish the pile.
And as, to set fire to this soul-breathing pyramid,
Apollo's self bade us provoke and bestir a maid,
Devoted Miss Hannah! of vestals the purest,
Of saints or of methodist-maidens demurest!
Thy books bring together — come, toss in thy "Percy;"
Nor on thy "Inflexible Captive" have mercy!"
Whilst with Deans so familiar, and Bishops we rank her,
Can Hannah still after the theatre hanker?
"No!" contracting her brow into furrows full risible,
(As a torch met her hands from some spirit invisible)
"No — no!" (scream'd Miss Hannah) "all hail! Benedicite!"
And thus made a virtue of savage necessity.
Then, (her visage with zeal or malevolence flusht)
To the heap of high wit, like a Bacchanal, rush'd
And dash'd in the torch. Strait ascended the smoke,
And feeding on goblins and giants and joke,
From the pyre, a fine blue, the flame crackled and broke.
And certes! or nourisht by matter bituminous,
Or nonsence or wit, it was very voluminous!
When rising and flying, more subtle and bright,
Than it e'er has aspired on a Benefit-night,
The wit or the flame was now curling aloof,
Till suddenly all in a blaze was the roof.
Away scamper'd the crowd: And the Muses upflew
To their Sheridan — Cumberland — bidding adieu!