On that, a Cage. You twirled, and lo ! The Twain were one. Said MATT, "E'en so, Here's the Solution in a Word: Form is the Cage and Sense the Bird. And wins the Trick with both combined." 1889, THE TWO PAINTERS I' IN Art some hold Themselves content Declines to speak for either View, Once-'twas in good Queen ANNA'S Time While yet in this benighted Clime The GENIUS of the ARTS (now known Protected all the Men of Mark, Two Painters met Her in the Park. Whether She wore the Robe of Air Portrayed by VERRIO and LAGUERRE ; Or, like BELINDA, trod this Earth, Equipped with Hoop of monstrous Girth, And armed at every Point for Slaughter With Essences and Orange-water, I know not but it seems that then, : After some talk of Brush and Pen,— Of VAN'S "Goose-Pie" and KNELLER'S "Mot," The Lady, as a Goddess should, Bade Them ask of Her what They would. "Then, Madam, my request," says BRISK, Giving his Ramillie a whisk, "Is that your Majesty will crown 'Nay," quoth the other, "I confess" (This One was plainer in his Dress, Why should I care to catch at once Let me do well, indeed, but find Each in his Way, achieved Success; 1882. AD ROSAM I "Mitte sectari, ROSA quo locorum HAD a vacant dwelling- As naught can serve the telling, I put up "Tenant Wanted," And left the rest to Fate. Then, Rose, you passed the window, I see you passing yet,Ah, what could I within do, When, Rose, our glances met! You snared me, Rose, with ribbons, Your rose-mouth made me thrall, Brief-briefer far than Gibbon's, Was my "Decline and Fall." |