By: Ardis E. Parshall - March 11, 2014 Collector’s Item By Clarence Edwin Flynn The art collector turns awayFrom something painted yesterday,Bright from the brush; and spends his goldFor something faded, cracked, and old.He treasures it for every signOf time, for every dimming line.The world bestows its warmest praiseOn pictures of the yesterdays. The heart turns too from scenes of prideOn which the tints have scarcely dried.And linger...
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