Campbell, like a brilliant star,
Shed the beams of "Hope" afar—
Rogers, with a smiling eye
Told the joys of "Memory,"
Southey, with his language quaint,
Describing daemon, sinner, saint—
Wordsworth, of the simpler strain,
Clare, the young unletter'd swain—
Wiffen, who in fairy bowers,
Culls blossoms in "Aonian hours,"