Glory of architect, glory of painter, and sculptor, and bard, Living forever in temple and picture and statue and song, -- Look how the world with the lights that they lit is illumined and starred, Brief was the flame of their life, but the lamps of their art burn long! Where is the Master of Music, and how has he vanished away? Where is the work that he wrought with his wonderful art in the air? Gone...

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