1813 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Rev. William Lisle Bowles

Francis Hodgson, "A Sonnet, by the Reverend W. L. B." Leaves of Laurel; or New Probationary Odes, for the Vacant Laureatship (1813) 12-13.



"Sadler! I see thy Wells; yet cannot see
Thine old Grimaldi — Ah! the senior's gone,
And we are censur'd by his son alone.
'Tis sad, at Sadler's Wells, that bards, that we,
Should strive for laurels with small honour worn:
And yet I know not, if by I—ch—'s bank
Greater my honour, or more high my rank:
Then should this water-scene of strife be borne;
Then should I droop o'er P—'s suburban bier,
And shed the tuneful tributary tear:
I will — And oh! if rivals throw me back,
And snatch the bays — be mine the butt of sack!"
Grimaldi grew angry; but, just as he frown'd,
From the judge a dry poet more sympathy found.