ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Anonymous, "On Michael Bruce, the Scots Poet" Scots Magazine 57 (December 1795) 773.
1794: Robert Alves
1795: Dr. Robert Anderson
1804: Dr. Nathan Drake
1805: Joseph Dennie
1807: Robert Southey
1819: William Wordsworth
1821: Robert Southey
1822: Joseph Robertson
1825: Allan Cunningham
1828: James William Miller
1828: Sumner Lincoln Fairfield
1830: Rev. George Barrell Cheever
1860: George Gilfillan
1876: James Grant Wilson
1882: Epes Sargent
How oft relenting to the vernal ray,
When trembling Nature tends the landscape gay;
New Winter from the pole with ruffian storms,
The spring and all its lovely scenes deforms,
Blasts the untimely blossoms of the bowers,
And sweeps the infant family of flowers.
Ah! Daphnis, such the killing blast of time,
That marr'd the golden primrose of thy prime,
Thy vernal bloom, to one short hour confin'd,
And ever cast in shades the morning of thy mind.
O'er thy lone couch, no love devoted train,
Hung to diffuse the lenitives of pain.
No soothing accent hush'd thy mourning cries,
No friendly features met thy dying eyes;
Far from thy friends, from each connection dear,
No form congenial sheds the tender tear.
'Twas thine, the orphan of despair to groan,
Left in the dreary wilderness alone.
Ah! will the Muses not protect their son,
Nor shield their fav'rite, till his race be run;
Will no kind patron his protection lend,
And in the poet recognize the friend;
On learning's rising honours build his own,
Proud to adopt the children of renown.
In vain I call their aid, no patron find,
Nor wit nor beauty ever found a friend.