ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Sir Walter Scott
Henry Fothergill Chorley, "Sir Walter Scott's Return to England" The Athenaeum (30 June 1832) 415.
Sir Walter Scott:
1801: Alexander Thomson
1801: A. M.
1802: Joseph Ritson
1802: Charles Kirkpatrick Sharpe
1805: Thomas Campbell
1805: Robert Southey
1805 ca.: Anna Seward
1805: Anna Seward
1805: Francis Jeffrey
1807: Lady Anne Hamilton
1808: Bp. Richard Mant
1808: Mary Leadbeater
1808: W. M. T.
1808: Francis Jeffrey
1808: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1809: Thomas Campbell
1809: Lord Byron
1810: Sir Walter Scott
1810: James Hogg
1810: Robert Surtees
1810: George Ellis
1810: Francis Jeffrey
1811: Leigh Hunt
1811: Charles Phillips
1811: M. J.
1811: Hugh Henry Brackenridge
1811: Charles Philips
1811: John Taylor Esq.
1811: M. A. S.
1811: Francis Jeffrey
1811: Rev. Francis Hodgson
1812: John Murray
1812: Bernard Barton
1812: John Wilson
1812: A Native Bard
1812: Lord Byron
1812: George Ellis
1813: James and Horace Smith
1813: P. G. P.
1813: Jeremiah Holmes Wiffen
1813: Rev. Francis Hodgson
1814: George Daniel
1814: Thomas Barnes
1814: G. C. H.
1814: George Daniel
1814: Francis Jeffrey
1815: Roderick Dhu
1815: Author of The Rival Muses
1815: Rev. Lionel Thomas Berguer
1816: John Hamilton Reynolds
1816: J. R.
1816: H. A.
1816: John Neal
1816: Edward Bulwer-Lytton
1818: John Keats
1818: William Hazlitt
1818: P. G. P.
1819: Charles Lloyd
1819: George Ticknor
1819: R. C.
1819: John Gibson Lockhart
1819: John Mitford Esq.
1820: John Scott
1820: David Carey
1821: Mother Goose
1822: James Harley
1823: W. G. King
1823: Rev. Charles Burton
1824: Bernard M. Carter
1824: Sir Whitelaw Ainslie
1825: William Hazlitt
1825: Thomas Hood
1825 ca.: Dr. David Macbeth Moir
1825: Thingamy Bob
1825: Thomas Stott
1826: Jeremiah Holmes Wiffen
1826: John Gibson Lockhart
1828: Leigh Hunt
1828: Thomas Pringle
1829: Anna Brownell Jameson
1829: Dr. David Macbeth Moir
1829: James Hogg
1829: William Ainslie
1830: Rev. George Barrell Cheever
1830: William Maginn
1831: John Wilson
1831: William Sotheby
1831: Allan Cunningham
1832: Henry Fothergill Chorley
1832: William Wordsworth
1832: Mary Howitt
1832: A. S.
1833: John Wilson
1833: Allan Cunningham
1842: Robert Story
1844: William Wordsworth
1850: Walter Savage Landor
1851: Dr. David Macbeth Moir
1858: Cyrus Redding
1871: S. C. Hall
1873: Joseph Devey
1880: Goldwin Smith
Henry Fothergill Chorley:
1832: Sir Walter Scott
1836: Felicia Hemans
1838: Isaac D'Israeli
1873: Thomas Hood
1873: William Jerdan
1873: John Hamilton Reynolds
Change is abroad, and tumult: — ancient thrones
Shake on their pedestals — distrust and fear
Brood o'er the dwellings of those haughty ones
Whose names were late a tower of strength,— we hear
Rumours of battles from afar, — the ear
With ghastly tales of pestilence runs o'er;
And dauntless hearts grow dull, that never sunk, before.
We live not in the easy plenteous day
Of seed-time hope and harvest merriment;
This land no longer to some rustic lay
Whetteth his scythe — but sadly doth lament
Bright years gone by — or plods along, intent
On care and want to come; — in every field
Sadness hath silenced song; — the lover's lip is sealed.
We hear of heavy things — the mighty fall,—
And none rise up to fill their vacant seat;
The tomb those great magicians doth enthrall
Who held the world of hearts beneath their feet—
The Bard whose music made our pulses beat
Even as he willed — the Prophet and the Sage—
Rests by his princely friend — the giant of his age!—
We hear of heavy things — there went one forth
Whose spells ten thousand thousand hearts obeyed—
We thought th' inclement breezes of the north
Too boisterous for a flame about to fade:
And to the spirit of the south we prayed
With genial airs to nurse its waning fire,
Nor let its precious light in her warm breast expire.
The summer brings him back — ah! woeful day,
When the tired wanderer finds his native shore,
Not with the buoyant step, the promise gay
Of active health, to gladden us once more—
Lies not life's secret in his treasured lore?—
Vain thought — how vain! — a cloud of boding fears
Sinks on the anxious heart, and loads the eyes with tears.
Must he too go? — Come, sit we by his gate
To catch the tidings of the passing hour,—
Is there not yet retrieval left to Fate?
Is there not Hope, unalienable dower
That clings to Life? — Hath mind divine no power
For him who bears it, to increase the span
Of few and changeful years allotted unto man?
Thou seek'st too much — and yet, that spark from Heaven,
That mind divine, itself shall never die!—
Lo — on the earth it shall survive — the leaven
Of future triumphs over worlds that lie
In the gross darkness of the sealed eye.
Years pass — it spreads — it breathes — it burns — and light
Breaks out where was but mist — and knowledge springs from night!
Then hold thy hope — though they must go — whose songs
We hung upon like oracles — the seed
Is sown among the world's unheeding throngs,
From which the Tree of Life shall yet proceed,
Whose fruit is lofty thought, and noble deed;
It shall increase — shall flourish — bright and brave,
Albeit its Planter's hand lie withered in the grave.