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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Actor Oh, man, with your wonderful dower, Oh, woman, with genius and grace, You can teach the whole world with your power, If you are but worthy the place. The stage is a force and a factor In moulding the thought of the day, If only the heart of the actor Is high as the theme of the play. No discourse or sermon can reach us Through feeling to reason like you; No author can stir us and teach us With lessons as subtle and true. Your words and your gestures obeying, We weep or rejoice with your part, And the player, behind all his playing, He ought to be great as his art. No matter what rôle you are giving, No matter what skill you betray, The everyday life you are living, Is certain to colour the play. The thoughts we call secret and hidden Are creatures of malice, in fact; They steal forth unseen and unbidden, And permeate motive and act. The genius that shines like a comet Fills only one part of God's plan, If the lesson the world derives from it Is marred by the life of the man. Be worthy your work if you love it; The king should be fit for the crown; Stand high as your art, or above it, And make us look up and not down. Ella Wheeler Wilcox's other poems: Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием): Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 3252 |
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