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Hilaire Belloc - Ballade Of Modest Confession
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My reading is extremely deep and wide; 
And as our modern education goes— 
Unique I think, and skilfully applied 
To Art and Industry and Autres Choses 
Through many years of scholarly repose. 
But there is one thing where I disappoint 
My numerous admirers (and my foes). 
Painting on Vellum is my weakest point. 

I ride superbly. When I say I `ride` 
The word`s too feeble. I am one of those 
That dominate a horse. It is my pride 
To tame the fiercest with tremendous blows 
Of heel and knee. The while my handling shows 
Such lightness as a lady`s. But Aroint 
Thee! Human frailty with thy secret woes! 
Painting on Vellum is my weakest point. 

Painting on Vellum: not on silk or hide 
Or ordinary Canvas: I suppose 
No painter of the present day has tried 
So many mediums with success, or knows 
As well as I do how the subject grows 
Beneath the hands of genius, that anoint 
With balm. But I have something to disclose— 
Painting on Vellum is my weakest point. 


Envoi
Prince! do not let your Nose, your royal Nose, 
Your large imperial Nose get out of Joint. 
For though you cannot touch my golden Prose, 
Painting on Vellum is my weakest point.
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