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William Spencer
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William Robert Spencer : To The Lady Anne Hamilton
'Verses / Spencer' 'Too late I staid, forgive the crime; /...' [transcript of poem]
UnknownCentury: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Mary Groom
William Robert Spencer : Urania
[transcribed in what seems to be Lady Caroline's hand]: 'If guardian Powers preside above Who still extend to virtuous Love A tutelary care The Virgins bosom?s earliest dole The first born Passion of the soul Must find protection there. Never can noon's maturer ray That charm of orient light display, Which morning suns impart So can no later passion prove That glow which gilds the dawn of Love The day spring of the hearts?
UnknownCentury: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Lady Caroline Lamb
William Robert Spencer : Beth Gelert, or the Grave of the Greyhound
'Poetry Composed by Llewelyn on the Death of his Greyhound' 'The Spearman [spearmen in original] heard the bugle sound/...'
UnknownCentury: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Molineux group, including Mrs Molineux
William Spencer : Latin epitaph on Mr Sargent
Lady Harriet Cavendish to her sister, Lady Georgiana Morpeth, 28 November 1807: 'I attribute my cold to going to Jermyn Street [grandmother's London residence] last night in a thick fog. 'I found Mr. Spencer and Mr. Preedy there. William Spencer just come to town in a violent hurry as he says he is going to have a share in Drury Lane [...] He was brilliant with rouge and spirits, but must have been rather disappointed in his audience's behaviour. I did nothing but blow my nose and wink my eyes; Mr. Preedy had one of his lethargic fits upon him and never had his open for a minute and my grandmother [the Dowager Countess Spencer] was nodding the whole evening in a comfortable nap. He repeated to us however (just as if we had been awake) quantities of his own poetry, of which, by the bye, he is going to publish a small volume, his bookseller having offered him two hundred pound for it, and read us a Latin epitaph he has just written upon the death of poor Mr. Sargent and contrived to introduce in the course of the conversation, all the compliments that have ever been paid him, de part a l'autre for the last twelvemonth.'
