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Pebbles and Shells (Hawkes collection)/A Fable in Art

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4657149Pebbles and Shells — A Fable in ArtClarence Hawkes
A FABLE IN ART
Long years ago, in some forgotten reign,
There lived a limner wedded to his art,
With but one purpose burning in his heart;
That by his brush, the dreamland in his brain
Might find a place in galleries of Spain.
And with this purpose glowing in his heart
Before his easel sat he years apart,
Until at last his strength began to wane.
But with the years a wondrous landscape grew
Beneath his brush, so subtle was its hue
Of crimson clouds, no artist could declare
From whence it came, until one morn they found
The hand grown cold, above his heart a wound
From whence there flowed the crimson rich and rare.