CLXI.

Or view the Lord of the unerring bow,[527] The God of Life, and Poesy, and Light-- The Sun in human limbs arrayed, and brow All radiant from his triumph in the fight; The shaft hath just been shot--the arrow bright With an Immortal's vengeance--in his eye And nostril beautiful Disdain, and Might And Majesty, flash their full lightnings by, Developing in that one glance the Deity.