1719 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Sir Richard Blackmore

Anonymous, in "The Election of a Poet Laureate in 1719" Freeholder's Journal (13 February 1723) 374.



A Famous Assembly was summon'd of late,
To crown a new Laureat came Phoebus in State;
With all that Montfaucon himself could desire,
His Bow, Laurel, Harp, and abundance of Fire.

At Bartlemew-fair, ne'er did Bullies so Justle,
No Country Election e'er made such a Bustle:
From Garret, Mint, Tavern, they all post away,
Some thirsting for Sack, some ambitious of Bay.

All came with full Confidence, flush'd with vain Hope,
From Cibber and Durfey to Prior and Pope.
Phoebus smil'd on these last, but yet ne'ertheless,
Said, he hop'd they had got enough by the Press.

With a huge Mountain-load, of Heroical Lumber,
Which from Tonson to Curl ev'ry Press had groan'd under;
Came Black—re, and cry'd, look! all these are my Lays,
But at present, I beg, you'd but read my Essays.