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The Founder of the Feast
"Enter my palace," if a prince should say--
"Feast with the Painters! See, in bounteous row,
They range from Titian up to Angelo!"
Could we be silent at the rich survey?
A host so kindly, in as great a way
Invites to banquet, substitutes for show
Sound that 's diviner still, and bids us know
Bach like Beethoven; are we thankless, pray?
Thanks, then, to Arthur Chappell,--thanks to him
Whose every guest henceforth not idly vaunts
"Sense has received the utmost Nature grants,
My cup was filled with rapture to the brim,
When, night by night,--ah, memory, how it haunts!--
Music was poured by perfect ministrants,
By Halle, Schumann, Piatti, Joachim.
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Browning, Robert. “The Founder of the Feast.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/browning_r/181/.
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Browning, Robert. “The Founder of the Feast.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/browning_r/181/.
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