1822 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Thomas Campbell

James Harley, in The Press, or Literary Chit-Chat. A Satire (1822) 30-31.



POCUS.
Oh! that his lays like Campbell's shone serene,
Whose muse is lovely and of modest mien!
When o'er his strain my musing fancy hangs,
Hope sweetly soothes the wounds of Sorrow's fangs,
Virtue and Innocence, oh, lovely pair!
Seem like twin spirits hov'ring in the air,
Each thought of present sorrow flies away
As Hope proclaims a brighter, future day.

JOCUS.
Campbell, devoted to his Magazine,
Produces verses few and far between;
Alas! that genius such as his should waste
Its strength and sweetness where 'tis so misplaced!
He ought to leave the Monthly to a mind
Somewhat more versatile, and less refined:
The work would renovate, and we again
Might hear at least one sweet and blameless strain,
Such as were sung of pale O'Connor's child,
Or Gertrude, as her native forests wild.