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Old Master

Or picture, here, some Conversazione
With flowers, birds, grass, and purple hills beyond,
And gilding sunlight, eloquent chiaroscuro,
And noble forms augustly grouped, and still—
Smiling and still. Initiate and aware.

And thronging on the outskirts, in the foreground,
You, and you, and you, beloved familiars,
Bearing your individual sign and coat of arms,
Surprised and still, smiling and yet expectant—
Found. Known. Secure. And reconciled.