 | The collected works of Ambrose Bierce |  |
[“There is no art,” says Shakspeare, foolish man]
“There is no art,” says Shakspeare, foolish man,“To read the mind's construction in the face.”
The physiognomists his portrait scan,
And say: “How little wisdom here we trace!
He knew his face disclosed his mind and heart,
So, in his own defence, denied our art.”
Lavatar Shunk.
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |