And proves himself by cruelty a priest."
What does the bard prove himself?
"Whilst the weak artist to thy whims a slave,
Would bury all those powers which nature gave,
Would suffer blank concealment to obscure
Those rays that jealousy could not endure;
To feed thy vanity would rust unknown,
And to secure thy credit, blast his own:
In Hogarth he was sure to find a friend;
He could not fear, and therefore might commend.