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ANDREA DEL SARTO'S ST JOHN THE BAPTIST

YPHE word cannot rival These rich renaissance oils, The boy’s grace, the art of Andrea, and they both dead In Florence long ago. Frail bearer of beauty’s Burden who for a day Became the young St John, What was your life Lost in the gap of ages, Child so calm, all Secrets in your eyes? Not tor you the desert Years, a herald’s witness Only, a lustful woman's Triumph of an hour. This is your glory: Once in the streets of Florence, Alone of forgotten children, The faultless painter Andrea Saw your face and loved You. His gitt was

Immortality.

F. M.

McKay

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 41, Issue 1053, 30 October 1959, Page 32

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110

ANDREA DEL SARTO'S ST JOHN THE BAPTIST New Zealand Listener, Volume 41, Issue 1053, 30 October 1959, Page 32

ANDREA DEL SARTO'S ST JOHN THE BAPTIST New Zealand Listener, Volume 41, Issue 1053, 30 October 1959, Page 32

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