ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
Rev. William Lisle Bowles
Louisa S. Costello, "On Reading the Beautiful Poem of The Missionary, By the Rev. W. L. Bowles" The Literary Chronicle 1 (11 September 1819) 269.
Rev. William Lisle Bowles:
1793: Mary Locke
1795: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
1795: J. H.
1796: Charles Lamb
1796: F. P. C.
1801: Alexander Thomson
1803: Thomas Enort Smith
1803: Francis William Blagdon
1805: Francis Jeffrey
1809: Lord Byron
1809: Anna Laetitia Barbauld
1813: Rev. Francis Hodgson
1814: George Daniel
1814: George Daniel
1819: Thomas Campbell
1819: John Wilson
1819: Louisa S. Costello
1821: Lord Byron
1821: Mary Russell Mitford
1821: Leigh Hunt
1821: John Cam Hobhouse
1822: Isaac D'Israeli
1825: Bob Tickler
1825: George Taylor Esq.
1826: Jeremiah Holmes Wiffen
1827: C. N.
1828: Leigh Hunt
1829: Anna Brownell Jameson
1830: Rev. George Barrell Cheever
1831: John Wilson
1833: Allan Cunningham
1835: Robert Southey
1836: William Maginn
1843: Edward Quillinan
1850: John Britton
1851: Dr. David Macbeth Moir
1852: William Jerdan
1854: Robert Shelton Mackenzie
1856: Samuel Rogers
1866: William Jerdan
1871: S. C. Hall
1877: Bryan Waller Procter
1880: Austin Dobson
1882: Epes Sargent
1884: Alaric Alfred Watts
1901: Rowland E. Prothero
Louisa S. Costello:
1819: Rev. William Lisle Bowles
Sure there are wand'ring minstrels of the air,
Whose golden harps the hands of angels string,
For mortal sight their forms too pure and fair,
For mortal ears too sweet the strains they sing,
Who yet with human minds communion hold,
But such alone whose essence is refined;
Above the common sons of earthly mould,
Whose heavy sense is to enchantment blind.
To these they tell, in accents thrilling sweet,
Tales to delight their fav'rite chosen few,
And grant them power those numbers to repeat
In tones as soft as from their harps they drew.
One such, oh happy bard! inspired thy song
With her own melody — entrancing — wild—
And as she swept the yielding chords along,
Charm'd with the harmony, delighted smil'd.
What varied notes of tenderness and grief,
Of glory withered, and of faith betray'd,
The sorrows of the injured warrior chief,
The lovely — the deserted Indian maid!
Ah, oft fair spirit! yet thy visit pay,
And thou sweet minstrel! charm the world again;
Thy song yields new-born pleasure to the gay,
And makes the mourning heart forget its pain!