Thursday, 8 December 1825:
'Knox, a young poet of considerable talent, died here a week or two since [...] succeeding to
good farms under the Duke of Buccleuch [he] became too soon his own Master and plunged
into dissipation and ruin. His poetical talent -- a very fine one -- then shewd itself in a fine
strain of pensive poetry calld I think The Lonely Hearth [...] I am a bad promoter of
subscriptions but I wished to do what I could for this lad whose talent I really admired [...] I
tried to help him but there were temptations he could never resist [...] His last works were
Spiritual hymns and which he wrote very well [...] all his works are grave and pensive a
style'.
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Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Walter Scott
Thursday, 8 December 1825:
'Knox, a young poet of considerable talent, died here a week or two since [...] succeeding to
good farms under the Duke of Buccleuch [he] became too soon his own Master and plunged
into dissipation and ruin. His poetical talent -- a very fine one -- then shewd itself in a fine
strain of pensive poetry calld I think The Lonely Hearth [...] I am a bad promoter of
subscriptions but I wished to do what I could for this lad whose talent I really admired [...] I
tried to help him but there were temptations he could never resist [...] His last works were
Spiritual hymns and which he wrote very well [...] all his works are grave and pensive a
style'.
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Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Walter Scott
'Talking of Vixisse it may not be impertinent to notice that Knox (Footnote: William Knox), a young poet of considerable talent, died here a week or two since...His poetical talent - a very fine one - then shewd itself in a fine strain of pensive poetry calld I think the Lonely Hearth, far superior to those of Michael Bruce, whose consumption by the way has been the life of his verses.'
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Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Walter Scott
