Specimens may be seen at his Residence.
"Think not, my friend, with supercilious air,
I rank the Portrait as beneath thy care:
Blest be the pencil, which from death can save,
The semblance of the virtuous, wise, and brave;
That youth and emulation, still may gaze
On those inspiring forms of ancient days,
And, from the force of bright example, bold,
Rival their worth, "and be what they behold"
Blest be the pencil! whose consoling power,
Soothing soft friendship in her pensive hour,
Dispels the cloud, with melancholy fraught,
That absence throws upon her tender thought.
Blest be the pencil! whose enchantment gives
To wounded Love the food on which he lives;
Rich in this gift, tho' cruel ocean bear
The youth to exile from his faithful fair,
He in fond dreams hangs o'er her glowing cheek,
Still owns her present, and still hears her speak.
Oh! Love, it was thy glory to impart
Its infant being to this magic art!
Inspir'd by thee, the soft Corinthian maid
Her graceful lover's sleeping form portray'd;
Her boding heart his near departure knew,
Yet long'd to keep his image in her view:
Pleased she beheld the steady shadow fall,
By the clear lamp, upon the even wall;
The line she trac'd with fond precision true,
And drawing, doated on the form she drew;
Nor, as she glow'd with no forbidden fire,
Conceal'd the simple picture from her sire:
His kindred fancy still to nature just,
Copied her line, and form'd the mimic bust,
Thus from thy power, inspiring Love, we trace
The MODELL'D IMAGE, and the PENCIL'D FACE."
The publication of the following celebrated Will, led to the
resuscitation of a valuable charity bequeathed to this town.