These Faces Bear Testimony
Sauntering the pavement or riding the
country by-road, here then are faces!
Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity,
ideality, The spiritual prescient face—the always welcome,
common, benevolent face,
The face of the singing of music—the grand faces
of natural lawyers and judges, broad at the
back-top,
The faces of hunters and fishers, bulged at the
brows—the shaved blanched faces of orthodox citizens,
The pure, extravagant, yearning, questioning artist's
face, The ugly face of some beautiful soul, the hand-
some detested or despised face,
The sacred faces of infants, the illuminated face
of the mother of many children,
The face of an amour, the face of veneration,
The face as of a dream, the face of an immobile
rock,
The face withdrawn of its good and bad, a castrated face,
A wild hawk, his wings clipped by the clipper,
A stallion that yielded at last to the thongs and
knife of the gelder.
Sauntering the pavement or crossing the ceaseless
ferry, here then are faces!
I see them, and complain not, and am content
with all.
