Tho' talent lacks of genius, fresh and free,
Dupré had talent in a rare degree;
And, tho' convention cannot set the pace,
A sound convention gave his pictures grace.
Recall the water, and the boat, and trees,
The cow, and red-capped man, of plastic ease:
A formula that practice made his own,
An easy method for the Market shown.
The pictures destined to safeguard his fame
Are those marines that bring him public blame,
In that they cast his formula away
And show a more refined romantic play.