Beauty vanishes, beauty passes. Marble blackens in the earth; songs fade out of the minds of men; wind and damp loosen paint from canvas. Were this not so, there would be no poets, nor would there have been a panic in Milan 16 years ago. Cause of that panic was the fact that a certain Prof. Cavenaghi had discovered that Leonardo Da Vinci's famed Last Supper was crumbling away. The immortal paint was drying from the canvas. Cavenaghi restored it. Recently another Professor, one Silvestri, noticed while dusting the picture that many...
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