Edward Thurlow

Anonymous, in Review of Thurlow, Selected Poems; The Literary Chronicle 4 (5 June 1822) 11.

Our number this week presents the unusual novelty of poems by two noble authors; but although Lord Byron and Lord Thurlow are both peers of Parliament, they are not peers in poetry; indeed, in this respect, they exhibit a very striking contrast, for the productions of the one are all life, soul, and energy; the other, "flat, stale, and unprofitable." We would not, however, wish to be too severe on the noble lord whose works are now before us, since writing indifferent poems is a very harmless amusement, compared with the occupations of too many of our nobility who divide their time between the gaming table and the boxing ring, and who would rather patronize a pugilistic benefit at the Fives Court, than give a shilling towards patronizing literature or science — men who know no other science but the science of boxing, and whose whole literature is confined to Life in London or the Slang Dictionary.