ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Sir Richard Steele
Pensilvania, "To the Memory of Sir Richard Steele, inscrib'd to the Rt. Hon. Sir Robert Walpole" Daily Journal (10 October 1729).
Sir Richard Steele:
1708: Thomas Bishop
1711 ca.: Anonymous
1712: Rev. Thomas Newcomb
1713: Henry Needler
1713: Rev. Jonathan Swift
1714: Thomas Hearne
1714: Rev. Laurence Eusden
1715 ca.: Nathaniel Lloyd
1719: Jane Brereton
1723 ca.: Anonymous
1723: Leonard Welsted
1724: James Heywood
1729: Benjamin Victor
1729: Joseph Mitchell
1731: Isaac Thompson
1745 ca.: Rev. William Dodd
1759: Oliver Goldsmith
1762: Y. X.
1763: Rev. Charles Churchill
1791: Isaac D'Israeli
1809: Isaac D'Israeli
1818: William Hazlitt
1831: Leigh Hunt
1843: Lucy Aikin
1853: W. M. Thackeray
1855: Walter Savage Landor
1729: Sir Richard Steele
Great STEELE the FRIEND is dead! O empty Name
Of Earthly Bliss! 'tis all an airy Dream!
Receive what Tears to Friendship's Loss belong,
With Funeral Numbers, and a doleful Song.
Friendship! thou Tyrantess whose cruel Throne,
Heaps on poor Mortals Sorrows not their own:
And yet who courts thee not? Who would be free?
Who can be said to live! unblest by thee?
To mourn his Loss, what Numbers shall I chuse?
The first Instructor of my Infant Muse:
From him I learnt to touch the tuneful Strings,
And how to soar on his Triumphant Wings!
Lur'd by the Musick of his charming Song,
And taught by the Maxims from his Silver Tongue.
When STEELE submitted to the Pow'r of Death,
No common Mortal then resign'd his Breath.
His Generous Manly Deeds profusely kind,
Declar'd the Gracefull Virtues of his Mind;
There have I seen the various Passions move,
Truth, Goodness, Honour, Harmony, and Love!
At other's Grief, he sharpest Pain has known,
And for another's Wants, forgot his own,
H—y! and all th' inglorious Rebel Train!
Strove to corrupt his Faith, — but strove in vain:
He was above their little Arts of State,
And wou'd not wound his Peace, to mend his Fate.
Worth, great like his! deserv'd the PATRIOT'S Care;
(For blushing Merit must be nourish'd there)
When pour'd to You, he breath'd a lasting Flame,
And dy'd with blessings on thy Noble Name!
By You distinguish'd! he enrich'd our Land!
Honour'd with Favours from YOUR bounteous Hand;
To You his daring Loyalty was known,
Was just, and warm, his Zeal how like Your Own!