Lviii

And, even as I hold and have Eidotheé, I say, I cannot think that gain,--which would not be Except a special soul had gained it,--that such gain Can ever be estranged, do aught but appertain Immortally, by right firm, indefeasible, To who performed the feat, through God's grace and man's will! Gain, never shared by those who practised with earth's stuff, And spoiled whate'er they touched, leaving its roughness rough, Its blankness bare, and, when the ugliness opposed, Either struck work or laughed "He doted or he dozed!"