ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Miss L—, "Elegy on Doctor Goldsmith" 1774; London Chronicle (5 December 1775) 541.
1759: William Shenstone
1766: Rev. Joseph Warton
1768: Frances Burney
1768: William Kenrick
1770: Corbyn Morris
1770 ca.: D. G.
1770: W. Willis
1773: T. S.
1773: Richard Fenton
1773: S. J.
1773: A. B.
1773: P. H. M. D.
1773: Rev. Percival Stockdale
1773: B. G.
1774: Horace Walpole
1774: William Woty
1774: John Tait
1774: Samuel Jackson Pratt
1774: Miss L.
1774: Richard Cumberland
1774: David Garrick
1775: Robert Hill
1775: W. P.
1776 ca.: Joshua Reynolds
1778: M. Macgreggor, Esq.
1780: Thomas Davies
1787: A Clergyman of Ireland
1788: James Beattie
1790: Robert Burns
1791: James Boswell
1795: Dr. Robert Anderson
1796: A Gentleman of Canada
1800: Thomas Dermody
1805: Charles Brockden Brown
1806: Dr. John Aikin
1807: Robert Southey
1807: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1809: Dr. Nathan Drake
1811: Richard Cumberland
1812: William Henry Ireland
1813: Rev. William Cameron
1818: Rev. Francis Hodgson
1820: Lord Byron
1820: Rev. John Graham
1821: Thomas Stott
1822: William Cook
1822: Tobias Oldschool
1824: William Hazlitt
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1825 ca.: Joseph Cradock
1826: Richard Ryan
1827: William Goodhugh
1829: Anna Brownell Jameson
1830 ca.: William Roscoe
1830: Rev. George Barrell Cheever
1831: John Wilson Croker
1832: John Taylor Esq.
1850: Leigh Hunt
1880: Edward Dowden
1882: Epes Sargent
1774: Oliver Goldsmith
Miss L— gives her compliments to the Printer, and acquaints him, that the following attempt at an Elegy, was made last year, on the death of the late Doctor GOLDSMITH, which she wishes he will please to insert, and inform the Public, that she wrote it under great bodily weakness from a series of extreme bad health; and that such situation being confessedly unfavourable to mental efforts, if honoured by them, with any allowance, beyond what is usually made for Ladies writings, she should esteem herself their much obliged humble servant.
Strike, heave the breast, let melting passion flow;
'Tis Nature vibrates at the fatal blow;
Her raptured Colourist is fled.
Rich lively Fancy, vigorous conquering Truth,
In laurel'd ripeness, and in rosied youth;
With him her honoured train are dead.
Yet stem the tide, lest weak excess impart
A vain despondence to the swelling heart:
Illustrious, wond'rous Johnson know;
Amidst the stars, he can create the line,
In various splendor, and in force divine,
Or thy grac'd kindred Reynolds glow.
But view, the grateful Genius of each isle,
That most luxuriously partook his smile;
Support with plaints the purer clay.
Thereon, ye drooping Muse, Virtues dwell:
While lands embellished, echo all his knell;
Informed by th' Enchanters lay.
Black Pate alarms, pale Auburn's poor remains,
The sad Historian of the pensive plains,
Whose pitying Patron's soar'd on high:
Abandon'd to wild woe, she meets the ground:
And orphan'd Nature sympathizes round,
So strong is the endearing tie.
Yon Bittern's mate, by pow'rful Fancy's seen,
"Where desolation saddens all the green,"
Casting fair fragrant tributes down;
From that spot culled, where Nature gratis smil'd;
And blooms perchance the Rose and Lily wild,
For his chaste Muse's emblem sown.
On Angel's wings in sacred zeal she soar'd,
And bless'd Religion's goodly pearl explor'd:
Our Love-tun'd Bard the beauty found:
Bright Hope confers the palm and robes of white,
Where our LORD GOD is everlasting light;
And Seraphs golden harps resound.