1795 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Rev. William Lisle Bowles

J. H., "Sonnet, to the Rev. W. L. Bowles" Gentleman's Magazine 65 (February 1795) 152.



Bard, much admir'd! to thy expressive lay,
Like the sweet South's Aeolian murmuring,
What time to pensive runnels wild birds sing,
While Zephyr whispers love to courtly May,
Soothing the mix'd anxiety of day,
I turn; or when low thoughts, base offering
The incaptations of a dup'd heart, cling
To wizard wealth, as fay-like accents say,
"Ariel! thy hallow'd wand can charms devise
To chase this worthless spell." — Poor meed! for which,
Ere life's decay, bids, midst her choicest sons,
The Muse to stud thy name, immortal prize!
Gratitude's mite would thy spread bays enrich!—
Thus to the main some vagrant riv'let runs!
Conduit street.