And that thy hand can equally excel

E’en in this noble part,

This shining branch of thy expressive art,

To it’s own happy labour we appeal,

To that rich piece whose pleasing fiction

And splendid tints with full conviction

Strike the spectator, while he views

Thalia and the tragick muse,

Each eager on her side t’ engage

260 Th’ unrivall’d Roscius of the British stage---