ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Dr. John Wolcot
, in The British Parnassus, at the Close of the Eighteenth Century (1801) 52-55.
Dr. John Wolcot:
1776 ca.: A Lady of Truro
1786 ca.: Edmond Malone
1786: D-s Pallet
1786: R. S.
1786: A Lady
1787: G. B. R.
1787: H. D.
1788: A Loyal Subject
1789: Harriet Falconar
1789: William Hayley
1789: Mrs. Boys
1790: Isaac D'Israeli
1790: Rev. Andrew Macdonald
1792 ca.: George Reid
1794: Thomas James Mathias
1794: A. N.
1796: Robert Burns
1796: William Wordsworth
1796: Alexander Balfour
1799: Mary Robinson
1800: William Gifford
1800: George Reid
1800: Thomas Dermody
1801 ca.: William Jackson
1801: Alexander Thomson
1802: Anne Grant
1806: Rev. Lawrence Hynes Halloran
1806: Samuel Jackson Pratt
1810 ca.: Anonymous
1811: Henry Crabb Robinson
1812: A. K.
1814: Leigh Hunt
1814: Thomas Barnes
1815: William Henry Ireland
1816: X. X.
1818: Thomas Enort Smith
1819: John Taylor Esq.
1820: John Keats
1820 ca.: Anonymous
1824: John Taylor Esq.
1826: Rev. Richard Polwhele
1827: Robert Southey
1830: Richard Warner
1831: Rev. Richard Polwhele
1832: John Taylor Esq.
1848: Benjamin Disraeli
1850: John Britton
1852: William Jerdan
1858: Cyrus Redding
1882: Margaret Oliphant
1882: Epes Sargent
1796: Matthew Prior
1800: Alexander Thomson
1801: Christopher Anstey
1801: Rev. John Bidlake
1801: Rev. William Lisle Bowles
1801: Rev. Henry Boyd
1801: Sir James Bland Burges
1801: Lady Sophia Burrell
1801: Thomas Campbell
1801: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
1801: George Colman the Younger
1801: Joseph Cottle
1801: Hannah Cowley
1801: Richard Cumberland
1801: Dr. Erasmus Darwin
1801: John Dryden
1801: George Dyer
1801: William Gifford
1801: William Hayley
1801: Rev. Richard Hole
1801: Rev. George Huddesford
1801: Rev. James Hurdis
1801: Charles Lamb
1801: Walter Savage Landor
1801: Hector Macneill
1801: Thomas James Mathias
1801: Rev. Thomas Maurice
1801: Robert Merry
1801: Rev. John Ogilvie
1801: Amelia Opie
1801: Rev. Richard Polwhele
1801: Rev. George Richards
1801: Samuel Rogers
1801: Dr. Frank Sayers
1801: Sir Walter Scott
1801: Anna Seward
1801: Charlotte Smith
1801: William Sotheby
1801: Robert Southey
1801: William Taylor of Norwich
1801: Rev. Joseph Warton
1801: Jane West
1801: Helen Maria Williams
1801: Dr. John Wolcot
1801: William Wordsworth
1802: Thomas Gray
And have you not PINDAR, that wonderful PETER,
Unparallell'd master of ludicrous metre;
From whose fanciful brain, inexhaustibly strong,
Such torrents have gush'd of Satirical Song?
Whether he, as at first, your Academy enters,
And offers his jeering advice to the Painters;
Or with Ridicule's caustic attempts to reduce
The egotist tumours of BOZZY and BRUCE;
Or, by boiling proof taught, with SIR JOSEPH BANKS sees,
How wide the distinction 'twixt Lobsters and Fleas;
Or by means of the slender Machine of a Louse,
With murmurs and rage fills a certain Great house,
Or presages MACARTNEY'S disgrace and disaster,
At the Court of great CHINA'S imperial Master;
Or, beyond all the rest, with unparallell'd glee,
The royal Visitors gives us to see,
In their progress so sage through WHITBREAD'S Brewery.
You said, and I mean not to prove you a liar,
That FONTAINE in his Tales, was not much above PRIOR;
But PETER'S the man, who in arch, comic vein,
And dryness of humour, surpasses FONTAINE;
Nor with so rare a talent his eulogy ends,
But through all composition's wide circle extends.
How rich is that exquisite grace which belongs
To his tender effusions, and amorous songs!
How few are those strains which in Pathos surpass
His mournful lament for the death of his Ass!
What Ode of its size so much fancy displays,
As that which the GLOW-WORM so sweetly pourtrays!
Or who but a dull and insensible Vandal,
Admires not the lofty address to his Candle?
I deem, that since SHAKSPEARE you have not possess'd
Such a Bard, by the whole of the Muses caress'd;
A writer like PINDAR, whose versatile wit,
Such opposite subjects can equally fit,
And who clothes in the same easy mantle of Rhyme,
Both the lowest of Fun and the highest sublime:
But these talents, alas upon themes of a day,
Too often by far have been quite thrown away.
Awake thou great Spirit, and cave meaner things,
With such perishing objects as Painters and Kings;
Learn at last, for the sake of true Poetry's cause,
To despise present profit, and present applause;
Let Int'rest no more, with its grovelling force,
Be the Pole-star that guides thy poetical course;
But before Age arrive to extinguish thy fire,
Let some noble subject resound from thy Lyre;
Nor foolishly trust, for thy whole reputation,
To structures thus built on a sandy foundation,
Which will soon stand in need of complete Annotation.