Then how true to character and how permanent are such epigrammatic jeux d’esprit as these!
“On a Statue of Niobe.
“The gods to stone transformed me; but again
I from Praxiteles new life obtain.”
“Though to your face that mirror lies,
’Tis just the glass for you;
Demosthenes, you’d shut your eyes,
If it reflected true.”
“Some say, Nycilla, that you dye your hair—
Those jet black locks—you bought them at a fair;”