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PAINTED FROM LIFE.
Some at fair faces pictured on a wallFall into raptures, painted flesh and blood,
Of feignèd Saints, or sainted Womanhood,
With haloed heads, more than apocryphal.
Before no “Fornarina” do I fall,
Though Raphael painted, ne would an I could:
I bow before a living face, where Good
Beyond a niched Madonna's doth enthral:
A face which does one good to gaze upon;
No “Palette” stereotyped beatitude,
But with our living flesh and blood clothed on,
Yet purified and touched to heavenly mood;
Where “Woman” raises with suggestión
Of “Angel,” “Angel” still as “Woman” view'd.
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