James Bisset, A Poetic Survey Round Birmingham… (1800)
“ When workmens' lamps illum'd each shop at night. Then children carol'd songs, devoid of guile, Responsive to the sound of forge or file. Then Art and Science, hand in hand were found, And Vulcan seem'd to toil on magic ground. O sad reverse—how many rue the day, Aince fickle fashion wrought a trade's decay? A Fancy trade—from whence the poor deriv'd A constant bread—and thousands daily thriv’d. Let not the great, who now in splendor roll, On Arts fastidious gaze, with narrow soul; O let not Av'rice sway the nobler mind! To works of Art and Genius be not blind ”
