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 Now seems to stand in other shoes, he's been so long to ruralize. He boasts the charm the country yields, and tells us what the hens ate, While Cranch the ladle deftly wields, and fills a glass for Kensett. If ars, celare artem be, their worth is undenied, For this artistic draught you see how rapidly they hide. But one has left us in the lurch—and should we deem this hap ill? No! Johnston wouldn't have a Church; he couldn't use a chap ill.

So one glass round before we start to toast the new Mæcenas, Who illustrates the spread of art, in every style and genus.