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The actor struts his little hour, / Between the limelight and the band; / The public feel the actor's power, / Yet nothing do they understand / Of all the touches here and there / That make or mar the actor's part, / They never see, beneath the glare, / The artist striving after art.
To them it seems a labour slight / Where nought of study intervenes; / You see it in another light / When once you've been behind the scenes.