Talbot Portrait
"The Portrait Of A Man!" No broadened brim
That shades the austere face of some pilgrim
Or circling ruff with dashing feathers' droop
On doublet and cloak that portray
The cavalier carelessly gay.
Such art is zealously treasured from the past
We, too, guard a valued portrait that will last
A man who's calmly seated in his chair
Of noble, commanding brow,—
One of those the wise fates endow.
The master-builder of dominant, virile strength
Yet genial, willing to go to any length
To help a friend. In life's long stress of fibre
He has bravely stood the test.
Great Talbot,—Illini's best!
That shades the austere face of some pilgrim
Or circling ruff with dashing feathers' droop
On doublet and cloak that portray
The cavalier carelessly gay.
Such art is zealously treasured from the past
We, too, guard a valued portrait that will last
A man who's calmly seated in his chair
Of noble, commanding brow,—
One of those the wise fates endow.
The master-builder of dominant, virile strength
Yet genial, willing to go to any length
To help a friend. In life's long stress of fibre
He has bravely stood the test.
Great Talbot,—Illini's best!
