To Mr. Mason

DEAR Brother of the tuneful art,
To whom I justly bend,
I prize, with a fraternal heart,
The pleasing gift you send.

With pride, by envy undebas'd,
My English spirit views
How far your elegance of taste
Improves a Gallie Muse.

I thought that Muse but meanly drest
When her stiff gown was Latin;
But you have turn'd her grogram vest
Into fine folds of sattin.

Mild REYNOLDS looks with liberal favor
On your adopted girl;
And to the graceful robe you gave her,
Adds rich festoons of pearl.