My artist-friend, Rolf Herschkelhiem,
With deep sad eyes of oversize,
And face of melancholy guise.
I pressed him that he tell to me
This masterpiece’s history.
He turned—returned—and thus beguiled
Me with the tale of Orlie Wilde:—
“We artists live ideally:
We breed our firmest facts of air;
We make our own reality—