See rage, revenge, remorse, disdain, despair!” }
“And is that Nature, too?” the stripling cried.—
“Corrupted Nature,” said the serious guide.
She then displayed her knowledge.—“That, my dear,
Is call’d a Titian, this a Guido here,
And yon a Claude—you see that lovely light,
So soft and solemn, neither day nor night.” 430
“Yes!” quoth the Boy, “and there is just the breeze,
That curls the water, and that fans the trees;
The ships that anchor in that pleasant bay