I turn my eyes to the schools & universities of Europe And there behold the loom of Locke whose woof rages dire, Washed by the water-wheels of Newton. Black the cloth In heavy wreaths folds over every nation; cruel works Of many wheels I view, wheel without wheel, with cogs tyrannic Moving by compulsion each other: not as those in Eden, which Wheel within wheel in freedom revolve, in harmony & peace.
For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.
Harmony of colouring is destructive of art? it is like the smile of a fool.
Demonstration, similitude & harmony are objects of reasoning. Invention, identity & melody are objects of intuition.
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