Art For Art’s Sake Poem by William Bell Scott

Art For Art’s Sake

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‘Art for art's sake,’—very well,
Your picture you don't care to sell?
Yes, yes, I do, and thus I try
To paint so bright they want to buy—
‘Art for art's sake,’—then I fear
You want no sympathetic tear
From the stalls and boxes here?
Yes, yes, I do, I write it so,
A hundred nights the crowds shall go—
‘Art for art's sake,’—Heavens! once more,
You'd say again things said before?
And pray, why not? I wish I could
Stand as Shakespeare, Fletcher, stood—
Nay, dear aspirant, rather write
As Shakespeare were he here to-night;
That would be far more worth prizing:—
But who can rise to that high pass—
Who can rise? alas, alas,
Shakespeare little thought of rising!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 01 March 2019

Your picture you do not care to sell or clear it but cleanliness still can be reflected in mind. The sympathetic tear we feel with emotion. The crowd should go up to hundred nights. Shakespeare is rising with broad thought. This poem is excellently penned nice poem...10

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