A single suggestion, pray don’t pass it by,
But listen, then, labor “and never say die!”
In every Art-study you’ll find it is best,
To model from Nature with uniform zest.
Oh, come now with me! I’ll show you to-night,
The model I spoke of—a pitiful sight.
We’ll leave the gay avenue—this is the way—
Through byways and lanes where the clear light of day
Has no room to enter. Here godless despair
Finds vent in wild curses and cries—do you dare