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"When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold,
Our father Adam sat under the Tree and scratched with a stick in the mould; And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart, Till the Devil whispered behind the leaves, "It's pretty, but is it Art?" from Rudyard Kipling's The Conundrum of the Workshops
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Poetry: Poems of Folly |
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Fight: "He that is in the battle slain..."
Good King Wenceslas looked out... Little Willie: "Little Willie hung his sister..." Lives of Great Men "Lives of great men all remind us ..." My Home: "My home is on the rolling deep..." Man Is A Fool: "As a rule, man is a fool..." The Man of Thessaly: "There was a Man of Thessaly..." The Riddle: "The man in the wilderness asked of me..."
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The Sea: "Behold the wonders of the mighty deep..."
St. George: "When that Seint George hadde sleyne ye dragon... " Sunbeam: "I dined with a friend in the East, one day..." There was a young fellow name Hall... Thy Heart: "Thy heart is like some icy lake..." Underneath the shiny spandex... The Wonderful Old Man: "There was an old man..." |