"Ars Artium Seruatrix."

The following are the opening lines of a « Eulogium on Printing, » by C. H. Timperley, as given in the Encyclopædia of Typographic Anecdote:—

In times ere yet the Press had blest mankind,
Perished unknown the noble works of mind;
O'er trackless wastes, where Science lent no ray,
And cheerless climes, was Genius doomed to stray.
His usefulness as bounded as his fame,
His body, death—oblivion seized his name:
Th' eternal essence to its source returned,
Unfelt its blessings, and its loss unmourned.
How changed the auspices of those who wait
In these our days at Fame's celestial gate!