{"id":24,"date":"2013-05-25T21:14:00","date_gmt":"2013-05-25T20:14:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2023-11-13T04:42:29","modified_gmt":"2023-11-13T04:42:29","slug":"john-cunningham","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/2013\/05\/25\/john-cunningham\/","title":{"rendered":"John Cunningham"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>John Cunningham<\/b><br \/>\n<b><br \/><\/b><br \/>\n(<i>Born in Dublin in 1729; for many years connected with the North of<\/i><br \/>\n<i>England\u2014first as a Comedian at the Theatres of Alnwick, Darlington,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Durham, Harrogate, Liverpool, Newcastle-on-Tyne, North Shields,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Scarborough, Stockton-on-Tees, Sunderland, Whitby, and York, and<\/i><br \/>\n<i>afterwards as a fellow-labourer with Mr. Slack on \u201cThe Newcastle<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Chronicle,\u201d from its commencement, March 24th, 1764, to his Death,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>under the hospitable roof of his Employer, Sept. 18th 1773,\u00c6 44.)<\/i><br \/>\nI.<br \/>\nSweet is the Shepherd\u2019s pastoral Pipe, when blown<br \/>\nBy lips like thine: for Nature in repose<br \/>\nIs ever lovely. In fancy, at the close<br \/>\nOf day\u2014again at morn or noon\u2014I own<br \/>\nThy muse has led me oft to sylvan scenes, 5<br \/>\nThat cheered my soul, when I was forced to breathe<br \/>\nA poison\u2019d air, and almost sank beneath<br \/>\nThe effluvia all around me. Ways and means<br \/>\nTo mingle town and country more, to me<br \/>\nSeems practicable, and I hold the hope 10<br \/>\nThat Man with every evil yet will cope,<br \/>\nAnd learn to look on Nature like to thee.<br \/>\nBy many a \u201cPile of Ruins\u201d I have stood,<br \/>\nAnd mused with thee in true poetic mood.<\/p>\n<p>II.<br \/>\nThy \u201coaten reed\u201d has potent power to charm 15<br \/>\nThy heart attuned to Nature. Purity and Peace<br \/>\nLive in thy hymnings, and I will never cease<br \/>\nTo cherish righteous thoughts, and shield from harm<br \/>\nThy lovers of thy sweet and gentle Muse.<br \/>\nNo mawkish Swains and Shepherdesses gay, 20<br \/>\nFitter to flit in drawing-rooms, are they<br \/>\nWhom thou depicts in thy Arcadian views,<br \/>\nBut sterling Men and Women, such as live<br \/>\nAmidst green fields, tending their flocks and herds;<br \/>\nLoving the trees and flowers, and songs of birds, 25<br \/>\nAnd all the simple joys that such can give;<br \/>\nAnd when thou sings of dear Freemasonry,<br \/>\nThou proves thy theme one of true po\u00ebsy.<\/p>\n<p><b>George Markham Tweddell<\/b><br \/>\n<b><br \/><\/b><br \/>\n<b>NOTE ON JOHN CUNNINGHAM TOMB.<\/b><br \/>\nIn The Freemasons\u2019 Magazine and Masonic Mirror, London,<br \/>\nDecember 3rd 1859, I wrote as follows:\u2014\u201cCan any Brother inform<br \/>\nme, When and Where John Cunningham, the Pastoral Poet, was<br \/>\nInitiated into Freemasonry, and what progress he made in the science?<br \/>\nThe date of his Initiation can not be earlier than 1750, in which he<br \/>\nbecame \u2018of the full age of twenty-one\u2019; and it will be some years<br \/>\nprevious to 1773, as on the 18th of September, in that year, he died.\u2014I<br \/>\nshould also be glad to know that the Mr. Slack, in conjunction with<br \/>\nwhom the Poet laboured to establish The Newcastle Chronicle, in<br \/>\n1764, was a brother Mason. It was to the humanity and benevolence of<br \/>\nMr. Slack that poor Bro. Cunningham owed all his subsistence in his<br \/>\nlatter days; it was under Mr. Slack\u2019s hospitable roof-tree that the Bard<br \/>\nwas nursed in his last illness, and it was there that he died; and it was<br \/>\nMr. Slack who erected that now dilapidated Monument over the<br \/>\nPoet\u2019s Grave, in the unpoetical-looking Churchyard of St. John, at<br \/>\nNewcastle-upon-Tyne,\u2014the future care and restoration of which<br \/>\nTomb I beg most fraternally to recommend to our Brethren of the<br \/>\nProvince of Northumberland\u201d. I was in hope that so wealthy a body<br \/>\nwould have generously responded to my appeal; but I might just have<br \/>\nwhistled to the wind. Perhaps they never read the only Masonic<br \/>\nPeriodical then published in England. In honouring the Poet, (even if<br \/>\nhe had not been a Brother of the Craft) they would have helped to<br \/>\nspread the pure principles of Freemasonry; and, if necessary, every<br \/>\ngood Brother would have freely given his mite, on the proposal having<br \/>\nbeen properly put before him. I am very sorry to see that an appeal has<br \/>\nbeen made to \u201cthe outer world who are not Freemasons,\u201d to do a<br \/>\ntrifling act of courtesy to the Tomb of one of the purest of Masonic<br \/>\nPoets after Twenty-Eight Years have elapsed since I humbly<br \/>\nattempted to have regarded as a sacred Masonic Duty, as well as a<\/p>\n<p>Privilege.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/John_Cunningham_(poet_and_dramatist)\">http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/John_Cunningham_(poet_and_dramatist)<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>John Cunningham (Born in Dublin in 1729; for many years connected with the North of England\u2014first as a Comedian at the Theatres of Alnwick, Darlington, Durham, Harrogate, Liverpool, Newcastle-on-Tyne, North Shields, Scarborough, Stockton-on-Tees, Sunderland, Whitby, and York, and afterwards as a fellow-labourer with Mr. Slack on \u201cThe Newcastle Chronicle,\u201d from its commencement, March 24th, 1764, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":77,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24\/revisions\/77"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/sonnetsonpoets\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}