And his bargain to make either cheaper or void,
He thus preach’d to the artist his pride had employed—
“Indeed, Mr. Wright, you mistake or neglect
“The true tint of fire and its proper effect;
“I wonder you think of employing your hand
“On a branch of your art that you don’t understand.”
“Hold, meanness and pride, tho’ you’re mantled in lawn,
Ye shall meet due contempt, and your masque be withdrawn,
You never shall wound, unrepaid with disgrace,
A Genius so modest, with insult so base.