Poems; with introdby Richard Garnett and illusby Byam Shaw . this, is love, and love is duty. What further may be sought for or declared ? | VI Guercino drew this angel I saw teach (Alfred, dear friend)—that little child to pray, Holding the little hands up, each to each Pressed gently,—with his own head turned away Over the earth where so much lay before him Of work to do, though heaven was opening oer him,And he was left at Fano by the beach. VII We were at Fano, and three times we went To sit and see him in his chapel there,And drink his beauty to our souls content —My angel with me too: an
Poems; with introdby Richard Garnett and illusby Byam Shaw . this, is love, and love is duty. What further may be sought for or declared ? | VI Guercino drew this angel I saw teach (Alfred, dear friend)—that little child to pray, Holding the little hands up, each to each Pressed gently,—with his own head turned away Over the earth where so much lay before him Of work to do, though heaven was opening oer him,And he was left at Fano by the beach. VII We were at Fano, and three times we went To sit and see him in his chapel there,And drink his beauty to our souls content —My angel with me too: and since I careFor dear Guercinos fame, (to which in powerAnd glory comes this picture for a dower. Fraught with a pathos so magnificent) VIII And since he did not work so earnestly At all times, and has else endured some wrong,— I took one thought his picture struck from spread it out, translating it to song. My Love is here. Where are you, dear old friend ? How rolls the Wairoa at your worlds far end ?This is Ancona, yonder is the sea. 344. I Grand rough old Martin LutherBloomed fables—flowers on furze, The better the uncouther :Do roses stick like burrs? II A beggar asked an almsOne da}- at an abbey-door, Said Luther ; but, seized with qualms,The Abbot replied, We re poor ! » III Poor, who had plenty once, When gifts fell thick as rain : But they give us nought, for the nonce, And how should we give again ? IV Then the beggar, See your sins ! Of old, unless I err, Ye had brothers for inmates, twins. Date and THE TWINS V While Date was in good case • Dabitur flourished too : Por Dabiturs lenten face, No wonder if Date rue. VI Would ye retrieve the one ? Try and make plump the other J When Dates penance is done, Dabitur helps his brother. VII Only, beware relapse ! The Abbot hung his head. This beggar might be, perhaps,An angel, Luther said. CLEON As certain also of your own poets have said— Cleon the poet, (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on li
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