[159] For other criticism of the 1820 poems by Hunt, see _Lord Byron and Some of his Contemporaries_, pp. 258-268.
[167] _Calidore_, l. 132. Also pointed out by Mr. Colvin, _Keats_, p. 53.
[170] Hunt quotes this with approbation, as showing a "human touch." (_Specimen of an Induction to a Poem_, ll. 13-14.)
[171] _Specimen of an Induction to a Poem_, l. 48.
[175] Mr. De Selincourt in _Notes and Queries_, Feb. 4, 1905, dates the _Imitation of Spenser_ "1813." He does not produce documentary evidence, however. The discovery of the hitherto unpublished poem, _Fill for me a brimming bowl_, in imitation of Milton's early poems, dated in the Woodhouse transcript Aug. 1814, is of considerable interest in determining the date of Keats's earliest composition of verse. A sonnet _On Peace_ found in the same MS. is a second discovery of an unpublished poem of the same period.
[177] _Ibid._, I. p. 16. Mr. W. T. Arnold, _Poetical Works of John Keats_, London, 1884, has remarked upon the similar use of _so_ by Hunt and Keats. He compares the "so elegantly" of this passage with the line from _Rimini_ "leaves so finely suit."
[182] References to Hunt in the sonnets and other poems of 1817 are the following:
1. "He of the rose, the violet, the spring The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake:"
(_Addressed to the Same_ [Haydon].) This sonnet did not appear in 1817, although it belongs to this period.
2. "... thy tender care Thus startled unaware Be jealous that the foot of other wight Should madly follow that bright path of light Trac'd by thy lov'd Libertas; he will speak, And tell thee that my prayer is very meek
(_Specimen of an Introduction_, l. 57 ff.) Mrs. Clarke is the authority that "Libertas" was Hunt.
3. "With him who elegantly chats, and talks-- The wrong'd Libertas."
(_Epistle to Charles Cowden Clarke_, l. 43-44.)
4. "I turn full-hearted to the friendly aids That smooth the path of honour; brotherhood, And friendliness the nurse of mutual good. _The hearty grasp that sends a pleasant sonnet Into the brain ere one can think upon it_; The silence when some rhymes are coming out; And when they're come, the very pleasant rout: The message certain to be done tomorrow. 'Tis perhaps as well that it should be to borrow Some precious book from out its snug retreat, To cluster round it when we next shall meet."