I listen to them freely and with all the respect merited by their intelligence, their character, their knowledge, reserving always my incontestable right of criticism and censure.

In masks outrageous and austere, The years go by in single file; But none has merited my fear, And none has quite escaped my smile.

I listen to them freely and with all the respect merited by their intelligence their character their knowledge reserving always my incontestable right of criticism and censure.

In masks outrageous and austere The years go by in single file But none has merited my fear And none has quite escaped my smile.

In art all who have done something other than their predecessors have merited the epithet of revolutionary and it is they alone who are masters.