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I see the president almost every day, as I happen to live where he passes to and from his lodgings out of town. . . . I see very plainly Abraham Lincoln’s dark brown face, with the deep-cut lines, the eyes, always to me, with a deep latent sadness in the expression (p. 43). . . . None of the artists or pictures has caught the deep, though subtle and indirect expression of this man’s face (p. 44). . . . Of technical beauty it had nothing—but to the eyes of a great artist it furnished a rare study, a feast and fascination (p. 69) — Walt Whitman (1882)