Doubt and other things, verse and illustrations . [166] Digitized by Microsoft® The Nude Art, to puritanic mindsIs, as it were, the entering the first glass, or the first stepLeading to the broken somewhat doubt this tendency(In a clothed age) towards Nudity. All would be well were we but sureThat Art could keep the Nude quite pure;But theres the rub, for who can saySo much depends upon the way?*To the pure all things are the rub, were not quite ^eJPess^^ [167] Digitized by Microsoft® Two Pictures of Snow We felt it in the air, and lo! twas there;And chil
Doubt and other things, verse and illustrations . [166] Digitized by Microsoft® The Nude Art, to puritanic mindsIs, as it were, the entering the first glass, or the first stepLeading to the broken somewhat doubt this tendency(In a clothed age) towards Nudity. All would be well were we but sureThat Art could keep the Nude quite pure;But theres the rub, for who can saySo much depends upon the way?*To the pure all things are the rub, were not quite ^eJPess^^ [167] Digitized by Microsoft® Two Pictures of Snow We felt it in the air, and lo! twas there;And childish faces turn from the ruddy glowAnd gaze into the speckled darkness of the nightAt the white multitude hurrying softly down,Covering all below with soft silent then their rest they take and dream of mom,When they shall wake to the marvel of that sight-A fair new world, clad in spotless white. How sick I get of snow each year. But it costs dear. When I am home again And snow turns to rain and by frost is set. Or begins to melt—how sick I get Of snow, and the constant mackintosh And the lost galosh—forever lost— In slushy, influenza-breeding snow.
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