LIII.

I leave to learnéd fingers, and wise hands, The Artist and his Ape, to teach and tell How well his Connoisseurship understands The graceful bend, and the voluptuous swell: Let these describe the undescribable: I would not their vile breath should crisp the stream Wherein that Image shall for ever dwell-- The unruffled mirror of the loveliest dream That ever left the sky on the deep soul to beam.