<h2><SPAN name="page110"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>IN AN OLD ART GALLERY</h2>
<p class="poetry">Before the statue of a giant Hun,<br/>
There stood a dwarf, misshapen and uncouth.<br/>
His lifted eyes seemed asking: ‘Why, in sooth,<br/>
Was I not fashioned like this mighty one?<br/>
Would God show favour to an older son<br/>
Like earthly kings, and beggar without ruth<br/>
Another, who sinned only by his youth?<br/>
Why should two lives in such divergence run?’</p>
<p class="poetry">Strange, as he gazed, that from a vanished
past<br/>
No memories revived of war and strife,<br/>
Of misused prowess, and of broken
law.<br/>
That old Hun’s spirit, in the dwarf re-cast,<br/>
Lived out the sequence of an earthly life.<br/>
<i>It was the statue of himself he
saw</i>!</p>
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