The three tours of Doctor Syntax In search of 1. The picturesque, 2. Of consolation, 3. Of a wife. The text complete. [By William Combe] With four illustrations |
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 | The three tours of Doctor Syntax |  |
The Doctor now, with genius big, First drew a cow, and next a pig:
A sheep now on the paper passes,
And then he sketch'd a group of asses:
Nor did he fail to do his duty In giving Grizzle all her beauty.
“And now,” says Miss, (a laughing elf)
“I wish, Sir, you would draw yourself.”
“With all my heart,” the Doctor said,
“But not with horns upon my head.”
“—And then I hope you'll draw my face.”
“In vain, fair maid, my art would trace
Those winning smiles, that native grace.
The beams of beauty I disclaim; The picturesque's my only aim:
My pencil's skill is mostly shown In drawing faces like my own,
Where time, alas, and anxious Care,
Have plac'd so many wrinkles there.”
A sheep now on the paper passes,
And then he sketch'd a group of asses:
Nor did he fail to do his duty In giving Grizzle all her beauty.
“And now,” says Miss, (a laughing elf)
“I wish, Sir, you would draw yourself.”
“With all my heart,” the Doctor said,
“But not with horns upon my head.”
“—And then I hope you'll draw my face.”
“In vain, fair maid, my art would trace
Those winning smiles, that native grace.
The beams of beauty I disclaim; The picturesque's my only aim:
My pencil's skill is mostly shown In drawing faces like my own,
Where time, alas, and anxious Care,
Have plac'd so many wrinkles there.”
| The three tours of Doctor Syntax | |