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Verfes occafioned by hearing the proverb, "Scorn comes
Ode to the Lark, by the Reverend Mr.I. Tyson,
SWEET attendant on the spring,
Weak's the Painter's mimic skill,
To the Editor of the Bee.
Paisley. April 5th, 1791.
The following defultory ode is original; if it merits a place in the Bee, the inertion of it there will much oblige
Your humble fervant
The Temple of Plutus, an Ode.
ONCE on a day from the fuperb abode
The founds first reach'd two humble fwains
Their hearts exulted to the echoing ftrains,
Scarce cheer'd their lab'ring fight,
Their ardour for the flight.
His palpitating breast
With fierce impatience burn'd;
The tedious way, its obvious tract he fpurn'd,
And urg'd through many a horrid brake,
His devious flight, fleet as the bounding decr,
When ftrep'rous hounds and horn, its trembling ears affail.
A thoufand glories buoy'd up his foul,
Which, while they glitter'd in his breast,
And to enhance his woes,
And night's black fhades collected round his head.
Beneath no friendly shade
Down the poor fhepherd his tir'd body laid;
The other fwain, whom no rafh thoughts impell'd,
The long but easy road.
No finking marfh impeded his plain way,
The fureft way to Plutus' lev'd abode
Those who with patience that plain path retain,
Feel all the brambly torments of remorse,
Melai, a Conftantinopolitan Tale.
THE deftruction of the images among the Greeks of the
The reign however of Conftantine X. promised to this art a more favourable destiny. Having vifited Italy, before he mounted the throne, and acquired a fondness for the remains of Roman magnificence, he embraced every opportunity of encouraging his fubjects in attempting to imitate the models of antiquity.
Nor did he fail in his defign. No fooner was it known that in his court genius was fure of being protected and rewarded, than the artists repaired to it from every quarter, embellished with their performances the place of his refidence, and exerted their talents in obedience to his will.
Among all these labourers in brass and marble, the most fortunate, and at the Fame time, the most deserving, was Melonion; a man whofe reputation for integrity and virtue was not inferior to his profeffional abilities, and whose fenfibility of tafte, however exquifite, was fully equalled by the benevolence of his heart.
One evening at funset, as he was about to give over his labours for the day, there came into his work-shop a very old man, and begged the permiffion to examine his perforinances. The white hair of this venerable figure, a certain brilliancy and animation in his eyes, which age had leffened, but had not been able to extinguish; his habit, which, though coarfe, was yet neat and becoming; the look which he threw upon the masterpieces before him,-a