EPISTLE ΤΟ SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS. WHEN Dryden, worn with sickness, bow'd with years, Was doom'd (my Friend, let pity warm thy tears,) The galling pang of penury to feel, For ill-placed loyalty, and courtly zeal, Yet still he pleas'd; for Dryden still must please, Whether with artless elegance and ease He glides in prose, or from its tinkling chime, By varied pauses, purifies his rhyme, And mounts on Maro's plumes, and soars his heights sublime. This artless elegance, this native fire Provok'd his tuneful heir* to strike the lyre, Who, proud his numbers with that prose to join, Wove an illustrious wreath for Friendship's shrine. How oft, on that fair shrine when Poets bind The flowers of song, does partial passion blind Their judgment's eye! How oft does truth disclaim The deed, and scorn to call it genuine fame! How did she here, when Jervas was the theme, Waft thro' the ivory gate the Poet's dream! How view, indignant, error's base alloy The sterling lustre of his praise destroy. Which now, if praise like his my Muse could coin, Current through ages, she would stamp for thine! Let Friendship, as she caus'd, excuse the deed; With thee, and such as thee, she must succeed. NOTE. * Mr. Pope, in his Epistle to Jervas, has these lines: Read these instructive leaves, in which conspire But what, if Fashion tempted Pope astray? The witch has spells, and Jervas knew a day Ev'n then I deem it but a venal crime: Perish alone that selfish sordid rhyme, Which flatters lawless sway, or tinsel pride : Let black Oblivion plunge it in her tide. From fate like this my truth-supported lays, Would flow secure: but humbler aims are mine; Refin'd by taste, yet still as nature true, Give her in Albion as in Greece to rule, And guide (what thou hast form'd) a British School. NOTE. * Alluding to another couplet in the same Epistle Beauty, frail flower, that every season fears, 6 EPISTLE TO SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS. Be it that here his tuneful toil has drest W. MASON. October 10, 1782. PREFACE. THE HE poem of M. du Fresnoy, when considered as a treatise on Painting, may unquestionably claim the merit of giving the leading principles of the art with more precision, conciseness, and accuracy, than any work of the kind that has either preceded or followed it; yet as it was published about the middle of the seventeenth century, many of the precepts it contains have been so frequently repeated by later writers, that they have lost the air of novelty, and will, consequently, now be held common; some of them too may, perhaps, not be so generally true as to claim the authority of absolute rules: Yet the reader of taste will always be pleased to see a Frenchman holding out to his countrymen the study of nature, and the chaste models of antiquity, when (if we except Le Seur and Nicolo Poussin, who were Fresnoy's contemporaries) so few painters of that nation have regarded either of these archetypes. The modern artist also will be proud to emulate that simplicity of style, which this work has for more than a century recommended; and which, having only very lately got the better of fluttering drapery and theatrical |