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Dante Gabriel Rossetti - To The P.R.B.
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Woolner and Stephens, Collinson, Millais, 
And my first brother, each and every one, 
What portion is theirs now beneath the sun 
Which, even as here, in England makes to-day? 
For most of them life runs not the same way 
Always, but leaves the thought at loss: I know 
Merely that Woolner keeps not even the show 
Of work, nor is enough awake for play. 
Meanwhile Hunt and myself race at full speed 
Along the Louvre, and yawn from school to school, 
Wishing worn-out those masters known as old. 
And no man asks of Browning; though indeed 
(As the book travels with me) any fool 
Who would might hear Sordello`s story told.
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