To Mrs Newans, Encouraging Her to Draw Lady Killmorey's Picture

You say 'tis hard to copy well,
Where Nature does herself excel.
Allow'd — yet still let me advise:
Near as you can to Nature rise;
Nor Time, nor Colours will be lost;
The Draught will more than pay the Cost.
Then dare to draw that Angel Face;
The Pencil may the Features trace;
And, should her Air thy Art defeat,
Add Wings, the Piece will be complete.
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