Xlii

But if I would retrace Effect, in Art, to cause,--corroborate, erase What 's right or wrong i' the lines, test fancy in my brain By fact which gave it birth? I re-peruse in vain The verse, I fail to find that vision of delight I' the Bazzi's lost-profile, eye-edge so exquisite. And, music: what? that burst of pillared cloud by day And pillared fire by night, was product, must we say, Of modulating just, by enharmonic change,-- The augmented sixth resolved,--from out the straighter range Of D sharp minor--leap of disimprisoned thrall-- Into thy light and life, D major natural?