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Updated: May 11, 2025
This lovely, adoring figure, pure, devoted, appealing, emblematic of Art Tending the Fires of Inspiration, is placed upon the Altar before the Palace of Fine Arts and can be seen only from across the waters of the lagoon. Her perfect self-surrender to her holy task of guarding inspiration's flame is a sermon and a poem. She is the worshipful spirit for whose reward the glow of genius is sent.
Missy shook her head. Mother sighed; and Missy felt the sigh echoing in her own heart. Why were words, relatively so much less than inspiration, yet so important for inspiration's expression? And why were they so maddeningly elusive?
The "inspiration's" head drooped a little lower, but this only brought a wealth of soft bronze hair to just where Bertram could lay his cheek against it and Bertram promptly took advantage of his opportunity. "And so I stayed, Billy, and I did good work; I know I did good work.
"Still let each awful truth our thoughts engage, That shines revealed on inspiration's page; Nor those blest hours in vain amusement waste Which all who lavish shall lament at last." During the next verse my devotions were a little distracted by the gradual approach of a churchwarden for my threepenny-bit, which was hot with three verses of expectant fingering.
All creatures struggle into life; and stand Before our eyes, fresh from their Maker's hand, The first pair, led by thy sweet tones. Now waked by inspiration's art, Enthusiasm stirs our heart. Who cries not, 'Earth is passing fair! Yet far more fair her Maker is, How perfect every work of his!"
He was silent a moment, tugging at his fair moustache, his eyes avoiding hers. Then: "It wouldn't be worth all the work you'd put into it," he objected with an uneasy laugh. "I'm the best judge of that. Inspiration's been dead in me for months; and now that you have set the spark ablaze, it's hardly fair or gracious to fling cold water on the poor thing.
I cried, as inspiration trod on inspiration's heels. "And a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and this limp which will hide even my walk, and a complete change of clothes; who will spot me? Remember I was only there for a very few days six months ago." "Your voice?" "I only spoke in my natural voice to the two Rendalls; never to the doctor; in fact I've only met him once."
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