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"You suppose, Horror?" Exactly! What 's the odds if, more or less By yard or foot, the features do manage to express Such meaning in the main? Were I of Gérôme's force, Nor feeble as you see, quick should my crayon course O'er outline, curb, excite, till,--so completion speeds With Gérôme well at work,--observe how brow recedes, Head shudders back on spine, as if one haled the hair, Would have the full-face front what pin-point eye's sharp stare Announces; mouth agape to drink the flowing fate, While chin protrudes to meet the burst o' the wave: elate Almost, spurred on to brave necessity, expend All life left, in one flash, as fire does at its end. Retrenchment and addition effect a masterpiece, Not change i' the motive: here dimmish, there increase-- And who wants Horror, has it.