Very inanimate, and very round.
Here is another Picture, reader mine!
I gave you one in the first Canto;[13]—
This is more solemn, mystical, and fine,—
Like something in the Castle of Otranto.
Bring, bring me, now, a Painter, for the work,
Who on the subject will, with furor, rush!
Some Artist who can sup upon raw pork,
To make him dream of horrors, for his brush!