The Pictures

This Corot is the “Ville D'Avray,”
That Rousseau is a prayer in gray,
The Inness “Landscape” seems to me
A spot I knew in Normandy.

Here is Fromentin's “Oasis,”
“Jeanne D'Arc” by rare Rosetti this,
And now a Troyon, happy chance,
That it should be, his “Coast of France.”

Van Dyck, Fortuny, Ziem, Duprè,
All in immortal, brave array;
This last is living flesh aglow,
Breathed from the brush of Bouguereau.
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