Whose Finers shrunk, ma' invite a Piteans Stream,
Not to Lament, but to extinguish them,
Thy fancies Mettal, and thy stream's much higher,
Proof 'gainst their wit, and what that dreads the Fire.
The other of Mr. John Ford on the Northern Lass.
Poets and Painters curiously compar'd
Give life to Fancy, and Atchieve reward,
By immortality of name, so thrives
Arts Glory, that All, which it breaths on lives.
Witness this Northern Piece, The Court affords