ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Anonymous, "On the Death of Mr. Gray" London Magazine 42 (May 1773) 250.
1742: Richard West
1755: Rev. William Mason
1757: Horace Walpole
1760 ca.: Rev. William Mason
1760: Edward Cooper
1760: Robert Lloyd
1765: James Beattie
1771: Earl of Carlisle
1771 ca.: Richard Cumberland
1771 ca.: Anonymous
1771: Bp. Richard Hurd
1771: R. H.
1772: Rev. John Ball
1772: James Boswell
1773: Rev. William Hayward Roberts
1773: H. S.
1774: Samuel Jackson Pratt
1775: Rev. John Langhorne
1775: Samuel Johnson
1775 ca.: Rev. John Langhorne
1775 ca.: William Cole
1775: J. P.
1777: Rev. Thomas Warton
1777: William Cowper
1778: M. Macgreggor, Esq.
1779: Rev. Vicesimus Knox
1780: Thomas Davies
1782: Rev. William Mason
1785: Rev. Bryan Waller
1788: Rev. Robert Greville
1790: Helen Maria Williams
1794: Robert Alves
1794: Thomas James Mathias
1795: Dr. Robert Anderson
1796: Rev. Richard Polwhele
1798: Edward Gardner
1802: Alexander Thomson
1802: Joseph Dennie
1803: Anna Seward
1804: George Dyer
1804: Rev. William Tooke
1806: Dr. John Aikin
1807: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1807: Robert Southey
1807: Rev. Percival Stockdale
1807: Rev. Percival Stockdale
1808: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1812: An Eminent Scholar
1813: Rev. William Cameron
1814: Thomas James Mathias
1815: Thomas James Mathias
1816: William Wordsworth
1818: William Hazlitt
1819: Richard Henry Dana
1820: Lord Byron
1820 ca.: Alexander Balfour
1821: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
1821: Rev. Henry Francis Cary
1822: Tobias Oldschool
1824: T. Z.
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1825 ca.: Joseph Cradock
1829: Anna Brownell Jameson
1830: Rev. George Barrell Cheever
1834: Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges
1835 ca.: Charles Crocker
1845 ca.: Rev. John Moultrie
1880: Matthew Arnold
1882: Epes Sargent
1898: George Saintsbury
Enough of fabling, and th' unhallow'd haunts
Of Dian' and of Delia, names profane,
Since not Diana nor all Delia's train
Are subjects that befit a serious song;
For who the bards among
May but compare with the lamented Gray!
Whose pensive solemn lay
Drew all the list'ning shepherds in a ring,
Well pleas'd to hear thee sing
Thy moving notes, on sunny hill or plain,
And catch new grace from thy immortal strain.
O wood-hung Meinai, and ye sacred groves
Of Delphi, we still venerate your names,
Whose awful shades inspir'd the Druids dreams.
Your recess, tho' imagin'd, Fancy loves,
And thro' these long-lost scenes delighted roves;
So future bards perhaps shall sing of Thames,
And as they sing shall say,
'Twas there of old where mus'd illustrious Gray!
By Isis' banks his tuneful lays would suit
To Pindar's lofty lyre, or Sappho's Lesbian lute.
Oft would he sing, when the still eve came on,
Till sable Night resum'd her ebon throne,
And taught us, in his melancholic mood,
To scorn the great, and love the wise and good;
Told us 'twas virtue never dies,
And to what ills frail mankind open lies;
How safe thro' life's tempestuous sea to steer,
Where dang'rous rocks and shelves and whirlpools oft appear.
And when fair Morn arose again to view,
A fairer landscape still he drew,
That blooms like Eden in his charming lays,
The hills and dales, and heav'n's caerulean blue,
Brighten'd o'er all by Sol's resplendent rays.
The musky gale, in rosey vale,
And gilded clouds on azure hills,
The fragrant bow'rs, and painted flow'rs,
And tinklings of the silver rills;
The very insects, that in sun-beams play,
Turn useful monitors in his grave moral lay.
But, ah! sad Melancholy intervenes,
And draws a cloud o'er all theses shining scenes.
'Tis her, alas! we often find,
The troubler of each great unbounded mind,
And leagu'd with her associate Fear,
Will tremble lest the turning sphere,
And sinking earth, and reeling planets run
In dire disorder with the falling sun.
But now, great bard, thy life of pain is o'er;
'Tis we must weep, tho' thou shalt grieve no more.
Thro' other scenes thou now dost rove,
And cloath'd with gladness walk'st the courts
And listen'd to the heav'nly choir,
Hymning their God, while seraphs strike the lyre.
Safe with them in these radiant climes of bliss,
Thou now enjoy'st eternal happiness.