William Bell Scott

(1811-1890 / Scotland)

The Kesselstadt Mask - Poem by William Bell Scott

(FROM AN ARTISTIC POINT OF VIEW).

That round-cheeked, flat-faced Stratford bust
Sank one's ideal to the dust,
But heaven be praised, for by its grace
We have found our Shakespeare's face.
Gerard's own bust they well could spare,
So they mounted it up there!
As for the portrait by Droeshout,
Perhaps his fingers had the gout!
But here's the king of men divine,—
The Elizabethan profile line,—
Let Gerard and Droeshout give place—
We have found our Shakespeare's face.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010



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