To Mr. Worsdale: Occasion'd by seeing Celia's Picture unfinish'd

YET, WORSDALE, yet, thou must exert thy Art,
To paint the matchless Virtues of her Heart:
'Tis not enough, that Wit and Beauty join;
But, in her Face, let Sense and Judgment shine;
Let godlike Bounty crown her gen'rous Soul,
And solid Wisdom dignify the Whole:
So, in thy Piece, shall each Beholder see
A finish'd CELIA Her, a KNELLER Thee.