ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
J. Laws, Esq. of Jamaica, "Ode on Milton" European Magazine 23 (January 1793) 71.
1674: Andrew Marvell
1674 ca.: Thomas Ellwood
1688: John Dryden
1690: Thomas D'Urfey
1693: Rev. Samuel Wesley
1694: Joseph Addison
1694: Matthew Prior
1699: Samuel Say
1700: Henry Hall
1700: Samuel Cobb
1701: Matthew Prior
1708: Rev. Thomas Yalden
1709: Rev. Isaac Watts
1712: Rev. Thomas Newcomb
1712: Bezaleel Morrice
1713: Rev. Henry Felton
1714: John Hughes
1717: Bp. Francis Atterbury
1720 ca.: Ambrose Philips
1721: Judith Cowper Madan
1725 ca.: Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
1728: James Ralph
1730: Aaron Hill
1731: Isaac Thompson
1736: G. W.
1737: Alexander Pope
1740: William Shenstone
1745: Rev. Sneyd Davies
1746: William Collins
1747: William Collins
1748: T. F.
1749: F. W.
1750 ca.: William Oldys
1752: S. S. S.
1755: Robert Lloyd
1756: Rev. Joseph Warton
1756: J. H.
1758: G. G.
1759: M. M.
1762: William Whitehead
1766: Rev. Richard Graves
1766: Robert Andrews of Bridgenorth
1770 ca.: Sir William Jones
1773: Rev. William Hayward Roberts
1773: Hester Mulso Chapone
1774: W. H.
1776: James Beattie
1777: N. N. D.
1782: William Hayley
1785: John Pinkerton
1785: A Lady
1790: Helen Maria Williams
1792: John Bennet
1793: William Cowper
1793: J. Laws
1795 ca.: John Blair Linn
1798: A. M.
1799: William Seward
1799: William Roscoe
1800: Thomas Green
1802: William Wordsworth
1803: George Dyer
1806: Dr. John Aikin
1807: Rev. Percival Stockdale
1807: Rev. Percival Stockdale
1808: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1810: R. Rylance
1810: Rev. S. B
1810: James Jennings
1812: William Henry Ireland
1813: Rev. William Cameron
1815: Robert Southey
1817: Richard Hatt
1819: Lord Byron
1819: Thomas Mulock
1819: Thomas Campbell
1822: W. W.
1824: William Hazlitt
1824: Rev. Thomas Frognall Dibdin
1824: John Abraham Heraud
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1825: Thomas Babington Macaulay
1825: Bryan Waller Procter
1826: James Gates Percival
1827: F. S. E.
1828: Dr. David Macbeth Moir
1830: Rev. George Barrell Cheever
1830: George Wallingford Clarke
1830: John Abraham Heraud
1830 ca.: Rev. John Mitford
1830: Jeremiah Holmes Wiffen
1833: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
1842: C. H. Timperley
1843: John Holland
1863: George Daniel
1880: Mark Pattison
1882: Epes Sargent
1899: Henry A. Beers
1793: John Milton
Immortal Milton! thy illustrious name
Stands foremost in the rolls of Fame;
Thy pleasing memory can never die,
But handed down to late posterity,
Ev'n to the end of all-consuming time,
Shall never know decay;
Fresh laurels on the way
Shall crown with added praise thy genius sublime;
And ages yet to come, with transport view
Thy noble works, and give the applause due.
'Twas thou, advent'rous bard, who durst aspire
To tune thy sacred lyre
Free from the shackles of the Gothic age;
When ev'ry monkish tale was made to chime,
And nonsense jingled into rhyme,
Then deem'd as faultless as the sacred page:
Not so thy verse, deep, sonorous, strong;
Heroicly majestic, moves along;
And ev'ry sentence, ev'ry line,
Mysteriously doth shine,
Well fraught with antient lore, and skill divine,
Whilst sage instruction opens to the wise,
Altho' to ignorants, and fools, conceal'd she lies.
No Greek or Roman Bard
Can with thee be compar'd,
Ev'n mighty Homer's self must yield,
The Mantuan Swain must quit the field;
Their narrow subject never could admit
Such lofty flights of human wit;
Beyond the scale of Nature thou hast flown,
And doubtless, by the immortal Spirit fir'd,
Which first the chosen Lawgiver inspir'd,
Hast made the heav'ns, earth, chaos, all thy own.
He that from noisy crouds would fly,
Compos'd of nought but vanity,
And deep sequester'd in some lonely glen,
In studious solitude would sit,
Exploring truths by antient Sages writ,
Let him peruse thy melancholy Man;
But where the youth, inclin'd to festive joy,
Would taste the sweets of mirth without alloy,
Let thy Allegro be his guide,
And Innocence his only pride,
Then Wisdom ne'er shall frown, nor Virtue ever chide.
Pedant Salmasius, to his cost,
Soon mourn'd his reputation lost,
When he, presumptuous, dar'd with thee contend
And thou so valiantly didst Liberty defend.
But had I Dryden's skill,
Or Pope's more courtly wit at will,
The pleasing task too arduous would prove,
In numbers worthy thee, to sing thy praise;
Suffice, that happy with the blest above,
Thou needst no tribute from my humble lays.