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It is told of Angelo, that once he came
Into the lowly cottage of a friend,
And found it empty; yet he left no name,
But one great curve did swiftly bend
On the blank canvas near.
When, on return, his comrade did exclaim,
"Behold, the Buonarotti hath been here!"


I saw a splendid rainbow span the sky
With its mysterious and mighty arch;
In stately grandeur sweeping heaven high,
O'er which a tempest, with majestic march,
In thunderous music trod.
"Lo, this small studio, our world," said I,
"Hath this day had a visit from our God."