To over-topping spire, ambitious, firm—
What wondrous song from such exalted throng!
And laughing devils, perched on airy stage;
Stryge, with arms on parapet for ease;
Grim face upheld by hands of demon long,
Tongue out, and worn with everlasting sneer;
And leering ape, and nameless creatures; beasts
Obscene; and unclean birds of prey around,
Above thy true yet hybrid art; a cow,
Half woman, arms of her in comfort crossed,