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With so much you were
gifted,
Your voice in song you lifted,
Sweet melodies were your joy,
Not quite a fatherless boy.
Came you forth with so much,
Artist, math, science anything you touch,
Was an orderliness of striking genius.
Let us drink in your work so great. For us?
We feel we know you, we gaze,
Seems your spirit, alive we raise.
See
http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/vinci/ |
