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 |  |
At once delighted and amaz'd, Syntax now made a pause and gaz'd;
Though in his visits here before This scene his eyes had wander'd o'er,
Nay, here his pencil had essay'd, And with attentive pleasure made
Bold sketches from this very scene,
Where with his neighbours he had been;
Yet former knowledge to renew, He thought he now would take a view,
And from his pouch the sketch-book drew;
Thus while his Art he now employ'd And the rich scene around enjoy'd,
Forth from behind a bulky tree, As urg'd by curiosity,
A person stole with gentle pace And keen enquiry in his face:
At length he grew a little bolder,
And just peep'd o'er the Doctor's shoulder,
With a keen forward eye to see The pencil's active industry.
Says Pat, “unless you court disaster,
You'd better not disturb my master,
For if you do,—you may not dream
That you'll go headlong down the stream.”
Syntax now look'd around to see What caus'd Pat's incivility,
Then quickly wav'd his awful hand, And as he dealt forth the command;
He saw half-screen'd beside a bush,
What seem'd a brother of the brush,
Who 'neath each arm display'd to shew A cumbersome Port-Folio.
And on his dress, through ev'ry part, Was seen some implement of Art:
But soon he prov'd without restraint,
That he could talk as well as paint.
Though in his visits here before This scene his eyes had wander'd o'er,
Nay, here his pencil had essay'd, And with attentive pleasure made
Bold sketches from this very scene,
Where with his neighbours he had been;
Yet former knowledge to renew, He thought he now would take a view,
And from his pouch the sketch-book drew;
Thus while his Art he now employ'd And the rich scene around enjoy'd,
Forth from behind a bulky tree, As urg'd by curiosity,
A person stole with gentle pace And keen enquiry in his face:
At length he grew a little bolder,
And just peep'd o'er the Doctor's shoulder,
With a keen forward eye to see The pencil's active industry.
Says Pat, “unless you court disaster,
You'd better not disturb my master,
For if you do,—you may not dream
That you'll go headlong down the stream.”
Syntax now look'd around to see What caus'd Pat's incivility,
Then quickly wav'd his awful hand, And as he dealt forth the command;
He saw half-screen'd beside a bush,
What seem'd a brother of the brush,
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And on his dress, through ev'ry part, Was seen some implement of Art:
But soon he prov'd without restraint,
That he could talk as well as paint.
| The three tours of Doctor Syntax | |