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THE CENTENARY OF ALEXANDRE DUMAS PÈRE
SONNET
July 4, 1902.
When many a type has vanished from the earth
The souls that fiction gives us still shall live,
Imperishable through seasons fugitive,
Regenerate yearly with a strange new birth.
Sweet spirits we loved, pure lips that rang with mirth,
Faces with Beauty's priceless gifts to give,—
These shall man's homage through all time receive,
Tribute to theirs, and their creators' worth.
The souls that fiction gives us still shall live,
Imperishable through seasons fugitive,
Regenerate yearly with a strange new birth.
Sweet spirits we loved, pure lips that rang with mirth,
Faces with Beauty's priceless gifts to give,—
These shall man's homage through all time receive,
Tribute to theirs, and their creators' worth.
Brightest of all, I sometimes think, two faces
Will shine upon the future like twin stars,
Full of all gifts of laughter and joy for man:
One most at home in peril's deadliest places;
One whom no cloud despondent ever mars;
Good giant Porthos, deathless d'Artagnan.
Will shine upon the future like twin stars,
Full of all gifts of laughter and joy for man:
One most at home in peril's deadliest places;
One whom no cloud despondent ever mars;
Good giant Porthos, deathless d'Artagnan.
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