Poems By William Bell Scott. Ballads, Studies from Nature, Sonnets, etc. Illustrated by Seventeen Etchings by the Author and L. Alma Tadema |
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TO THE ARTISTS CALLED P. R. B.
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TO THE ARTISTS CALLED P. R. B.
(1851.)
I thank you, brethren in Sincerity,—
One who, within the temperate climes of Art,
From the charmed circle humbly stands apart,
Scornfully also, with a listless eye
Watching old marionettes' vitality;
For you have shown, with youth's brave confidence,
The honesty of true speech and the sense
Uniting life with ‘nature,’ earth with sky.
One who, within the temperate climes of Art,
From the charmed circle humbly stands apart,
Scornfully also, with a listless eye
Watching old marionettes' vitality;
For you have shown, with youth's brave confidence,
The honesty of true speech and the sense
Uniting life with ‘nature,’ earth with sky.
In faithful hearts Art strikes its roots far down,
And bears both flower and fruit with seeded core;
When Truth dies out, the fruit appears no more,
But the flower hides a worm within its crown.
God-speed you onward! once again our way
Shall be made odorous with fresh flowers of May.
And bears both flower and fruit with seeded core;
When Truth dies out, the fruit appears no more,
But the flower hides a worm within its crown.
God-speed you onward! once again our way
Shall be made odorous with fresh flowers of May.
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