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Mary (Mrs. Unwin), and Anna (Lady Austen). In a poetical epistle to Lady Austen, written in December, 1781, Cowper closes a reference to the strength of their friendship with the evidence it gave,
“ That Solomon has wisely spoken, -
One evening in the summer of 1782, when Cowper was low-spirited, Lady Austen told him in lively fashion the story upon which he founded the ballad of “ John Gilpin.” Its original hero is said to have been a Mr. Bayer, who had a draper's shop in London, at the corner of Cheapside. Cowper was so much tickled by it, that he lay awake part of the night rhyming and laughing, and by the next evening the ballad was complete. It was sent to Mrs. Unwin's son, who sent it to the Public Advertiser, where for the next two or three years it lay buried in the “Poets' Corner," and attracted no particular attention.
In the summer of 1783, when one of the three friends had been reading blank verse aloud to the other two, Lady Austen, from her seat upon the sofa, urged upon Cowper, as she had urged before, that blank verse was to be preferred to the rhymed couplets in which his first book had been written, and that he should write a poem in blank verse. “I will,” he said, “ if you will give me a subject.” “Oh,” she answered, “ you can write upon anything. Write on this sofa." He playfully accepted that as the task " set him, and began his poen. called “The Task,” which was finished in the summer of the next year, 1784. But before “ The Task was finished, Mrs. Unwin's jealousy obliged
Cowper to give up his new friend--whom he had made a point of calling upon every morning at eleven-and prevent her return to summer quarters in the vicarage.
Two miles from Olney was Weston Underwood with a park, to which its owner gave Cowper the use of a key. In 1782 a younger brother, John Throckmorton, came with his wife to live at Weston, and continued Cowper's privilege. The Throckmortons were Roman Catholics, but in May, 1784, Mr. Unwin was tempted by an invitation to see a balloon ascent from their park. Their kindness as hosts won upon Cowper; they sought and had his more intimate friendship, till in his correspondence he playfully abused the first syllable of their name and called them Mr. and Mrs. Frog.
Cowper's “ Task ” went to its publisher and printing was begun, when suddenly “ John Gilpin,” after a long sleep in the Public Advertiser, rode triumphant through the town. A favourite actor of the day was giving recitations at Freemason's Hall. A man of letters, Richard Sharp, who had read and liked" John Gilpin," pointed out to the actor how well it would suit his purpose. The actor was John Henderson, whose Hamlet, Shylock, Richard III., and Falstaff were the most popular of his day. He died suddenly in 1785, at the age of thirty-eight, and it was thus in the last year of his life that his power of recitation drew “ John Gilpin” from obscurity and made it the nine days' wonder of the town. Pictures of John Gilpin abounded in all forms. He figured on pocket-handkerchiefs. When the publisher asked for a few more pages to his volume of “The Task,” Cowper gave him as makeweights an "Epistle to Joseph Hill,” his
“ Tirocinium,” and, a little doubtfully, “ John Gilpin.” So the book was published in June, 1785; was sought by many because it was by the author of John Gilpin,” and at once won recognition. The preceding volume had not made Cowper famous. “ The Task" at once gave him his place among the poets.
Cowper's “ Task” is to this day, except Wordsworth's * Excursion,” the best purely didactic poem in the English language. The “Sofa” stands only as a point of departure :-it suits a gouty limb; but as the poet is not gouty, he is up and off. He is off for a walk with Mrs. Unwin in the country about Olney. He dwells on the rural sights and rural sounds, taking first the inanimate sounds, then the animate. In muddy winter weather he walks alone, finds a solitary cottage, and draws from it comment upon the false sentiment of solitude. He describes the walk to the park at Weston Underwood, the prospect from the hilltop, touches upon his privilege in having a key of the gate, describes the avenues of trees, the wilderness, the grove, and the sound of the thresher's flail then suggests to him that all live by energy, best. ease is after toil. He compares the luxury of art with wholesomeness of Nature free to all, that brings health to the sick, joy to the returned seafarer. Spleen vexes votaries of artificial life. True gaiety is for the innocent. So thought flows on, and touches in its course the vital questions of a troubled time. The “ Task ” appeared four years before the outbreak of the French Revolution, and is in many passages not less significant of rising storms than the “ Excursion ” is significant of what came with the breaking of the clouds.
[“The history of the following production is briefly this :A lady, fond of blank verse, demanded a poem of that kind from the author, and gave him the Sora for a subject. He obeyed, and having much leisure, connected another subject with it; and, pursuing the train of thought to which his situation and turn of mind led him, brought forth, at length, instead of the trifle which he at first intended, a serious affair -a volume.]
I sing the Sofa. I, who lately sang
for the Fair commands the song.
Time was, when clothing sumptuous or for use, Save their own painted skins, our sires had none. As yet black breechos were not; satin smooth, Or velvet soft, or plush with shaggy pile : The hardy chief upon the rugged rock Washed by the sea, or on the gravelly bank
Thrown up by wintry torrents roaring loud,
At length a generation more refined Improved the simple plan, made three legs four, Gave them a twisted form vermicular, And o'er the seat, with plenteous wadding stuffed, Induced a splendid cover green and blue, Yellow and red, of tapestry richly wrought And woven close, or needlework sublime. There might ye see the peony spread wide, The full-blown rose, the shepherd and his lass, Lapdog and lambkin with black staring eyes, And parrots with twin cherries in their beak.
Now came the cane from India, smooth and bright With Nature's varnish ; severed into stripes That interlaced each other, these supplied, Of texture firm, a lattice-work that braced The new machine, and it became a chair.