| Michaellangelo... |
| With Pen & Ink did I Inscribe My Love In Verse and Prose. 'Pon Canvas did I Piaint for You In Hues of Black and Rose. In Song did I Sing Loud & Long Through Chorus & Refrain. In Stone did I last Capture You In Beauty Wrought Through Pain. Through All the Arts You've Been My Muse To Help Me With My Tasks. Now All I Have Is Yours to Take You've Only but to Ask. |
| Leonardo... |
| With Paint and Toil, Of Brush and Oil, A Masterpice Appears. Through Choice of Hue, And Turn of Craft, The Genius Still Endears... |
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| De Vinci - Virtruviam |