A Poet's Harvest Home Being One Hundred Short Poems: By William Bell Scott ... With an Aftermath of Twenty Short Poems |
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THE KESSELSTADT MASK.
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III. THE KESSELSTADT MASK.
(FROM AN ARTISTIC POINT OF VIEW).
That round-cheeked, flat-faced Stratford bust
Sank one's ideal to the dust,
But heaven be praised, for by its grace
We have found our Shakespeare's face.
Sank one's ideal to the dust,
But heaven be praised, for by its grace
We have found our Shakespeare's face.
Gerard's own bust they well could spare,
So they mounted it up there!
As for the portrait by Droeshout,
Perhaps his fingers had the gout!
So they mounted it up there!
As for the portrait by Droeshout,
Perhaps his fingers had the gout!
But here's the king of men divine,—
The Elizabethan profile line,—
Let Gerard and Droeshout give place—
We have found our Shakespeare's face.
The Elizabethan profile line,—
Let Gerard and Droeshout give place—
We have found our Shakespeare's face.
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