ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Anonymous, "To Mr. Cumberland, the Dramatic Cook" Morning Chronicle and London Advertiser (17 January 1775).
1765: Jack Frost
1765: William Kenrick
1774: Oliver Goldsmith
1778: Richard Tickell
1778: Frances Burney
1778: T. S.
1780: Thomas Davies
1781: Richard Brinsley Sheridan
1782: Rev. Thomas Stratford
1788: William Cowper
1789: John Williams
1798: Thomas James Mathias
1801: Alexander Thomson
1803: Robert Southey
1805 ca.: George Hardinge
1806: Francis Jeffrey
1811: S. H.
1811: C. T.
1812: George Hardinge
1812: Rev. Francis Hodgson
1813: S. Hughes
1816: John Neal
1818: Rev. William Beloe
1825 ca.: Henry Mackenzie
1832: John Taylor Esq.
1834: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1843: John Holland
1847: Horace Smith
1848: John Forster
1852: Mary Russell Mitford
Dost thou not blush, vain, upstart wight,
To call thyself a classic cook;
And of old authors speak and write
As if thou had'st e'en read each book?
Presumptuous wretch, vain, riggling thing,
To talk of those thou dost not know!
So owls will hoot that cannot sing,
And turkey-cocks pretend to crow.
Keep to thy station, empty wag,
Nor prattle of dramatic rules:
Write on — but never dare to brag,
Or call thy brother poets fools.
Thou'st heard of Terence and Menander,
Euripides and Plautus:
There stop, nor, Cumbee, futher wander,
For these old bards have taught us.
Wert thou to write till thou wert blue,
We'll end as we began;
Prove that thou art a blockhead too,
A waspish, Chol'ric Man.
Write, then, no more of bards of yore,
But use their names with freedom:
As impotents will talk of whore,
When they no longer need 'em.
Learn from our gluttons when they stuff,
In names they all agree;
If all have but green fat enough,
No matter — whence came callopee.