Wess he says, and sort o' grins,
"Art and Poetry is twins!
"Yit, if I'd my pick, I'd shake
Poetry, and no mistake!
"Pictures, allus, 'peared to _me_,
Clean laid over Poetry!
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"Let me _draw_, and then, i jings,
I'll not keer a straw who sings.
"'F I could draw as you have drew,
Like to jes' swop pens with you!
"Picture-drawin' 's my pet vision
Of Life-work in Lands Elysian.
"Pictures is first language we
Find hacked out in History.
"Most delight we ever took
Was in our first Picture-book.
"'Thout the funny picture-makers,
They'd be lots more undertakers!
"Still, as I say, Rhymes and Art
'Smighty hard to tell apart.
"Songs and pictures go together
Same as birds and summer weather."
So Wess says, and sort o' grins,
"Art and Poetry is twins."
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[Illustration: Down to the Capital--headpiece]