Poets wrote, and Painters drew,
As Nature pointed out the View:
E'er  Forms were known in ,
To spoil the well-proportion'd Piece:
And in our Verse e'er Monkish Rhimes
Had jangl'd their fantastic Chimes:
E'er on the flow'ry Lands of
Those Knights had fix'd their dull Abodes,
Who knew not much to paint or write,
Nor car'd to pray, nor dar'd to fight:
, Historians note,
Liv'd there, a Burgess Scot and Lot;
And, as old  Writings show,
did the same at
Agreed these Points of Time, and Place,
Proceed We in the present Case.