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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
1048. The Dead Player
By Robert Burns Wilson
SURE and exact,—the master’s quiet touch,
  Thus perfect, was his art;
Ambitious, generous, sad, and loving much,
  Was his pain-haunted heart.
To him, the blissful burthen of her love        5
  Did stern-browed Fortune give;
In hell, in heaven, beneath life and above,
  Such souls as his must live.
Who wears Fame’s Tyrian garb, as well must wear
  The heavy robe of Grief;        10
Who bears aloft the palm, must also bear
  Hid woundings past belief.
Both he did wear and bear, as well as most
  Of Earth’s soon-counted few
That stand distinguished from the unknown host        15
  By having work to do.
Souls seek their doom. A costly-freighted bark
  That sails a perilous sea,
Rounds every bar, and goes down, in the dark
  At port,—e’en such was he.        20
A classic shade,—he walks the unknown lands
  Death-silent and death-dim;
But, like a noble Phidian marble, stands
  The memory of him.


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