ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Rev. Charles Churchill
Anonymous, "To Mr. Hogarth, on his Print of Mr. Churchill in the Character of a Russian Hercules" St. James's Chronicle (9 June 1764).
Rev. Charles Churchill:
1762: An Old Westminster
1762: X. Y.
1762: A Friend
1763: Rev. Charles Churchill
1763: Samuel Johnson
1763: T. L
1763: George Colman
1763: Rev. John Langhorne
1763: Elizabeth Montagu
1763: Robert Lloyd
1763: Horace Walpole
1764: J. C-rr
1764: S. Sh-rs
1764: John Cunningham
1764: Thomas Gray
1764: Horace Walpole
1764: J. C.
1764: Jane Timbury
1764: T. C.
1764: Christopher Crabtree
1764: T. W.
1765: Cuthbert Shaw
1765: James Beattie
1765: J. D.
1765: Edward Cooper
1765: Rev. Evan Lloyd
1765: J. D.
1766: W. J.
1769: Mr. Underwood
1780: Thomas Davies
1781: A Lady
1782: William Cowper
1782: Rev. Joseph Warton
1785: H. S.
1786: William Cowper
1788: Rev. William Mason
1795: Dr. Robert Anderson
1801: Thomas Clio Rickman
1808: Sir Walter Scott
1811: Anna Seward
1812: John Nichols
1812: Charles Caleb Colton
1814: Robert Southey
1816: Lord Byron
1817: John Chalk Claris
1824: William Hazlitt
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1825 ca.: Henry Mackenzie
1827: William Goodhugh
1830 ca.: Rev. Henry Francis Cary
1834: Robert Aris Willmott
1835: Robert Southey
1845: John Wilson
1848: John Forster
1858: Cyrus Redding
1880: Edward John Payne
1882: Epes Sargent
1895: W. J. Courthope
Hogarth, I've often seen thy Print,
But cannot find much Humour in't;
For God's Sake, why dost thou compare
My Friend Charles Churchill to a Bear?
I'm very sure thy Simile
Does not in any Point agree
With him, (it cannot sure) unless
You think it is an awkwardness:
Now here you are entirely wrong,
Churchill's as active as he's strong,
And to your Cost, Good Sir, may find
Not more in Body than in Mind.
As to his Shape, I hope you'll own,
If 'tis a Fault, 'tis not his own.
I wonder greatly how you can,
Who know so little of the Man,
Pronounce him such a churlish Elf,
And quite forget your snarling Self.
I ask you next to make appear
The Humour of the Pot of Beer;
Think you it can create a Laugh
To see a jolly Parson quaff
A Pot of Porter? where's the Sin?
What signifies? say you, I'll grin.
Hogarth, for Shame, hide, hide thy Face!
And laugh not at thy own Disgrace.
Thy Talents once we did admire,
But now thou hast put out that Fire
Which blaz'd so brightly in thy Youth,
But then thou wast a Friend to Truth
And Nature — now thou hast forswore
Them both, and kick'd them out of Door;
I wonder who they could agree
So long with such a Wretch as thee.
And then to think you could provoke
Churchill with such a paltry Stroke,
Which may, perhaps, make Blockheads smile,
But Men of Sense blush all the while;
Besides, vain Man, I'd have thee know,
Churchill disdains to call thee Foe;
With Men of Genius he'll content,
But will no more to thee descend:
So fear not what my Friend can write,
Thy Genius long has took its Flight.
Queen's College, Oxon.