A. G. Webster
Reading edition
(
Painter
,
Rebel
,
and Lover of Music
)
Like old Sebastian Bach, who went alone, Working, unnoticed, with a single aim, He lived and moved amongst you all unknown; You gave him neither honour nor civic fame; No Freedom of your city crowned his head; No recognition of his genius came: But—- Citizens of Lincoln—- I tell you that your greatest citizen is dead!