Which yields thee knowledge,—do its bounds embrace
Well-willing and wise-working, each at height?
Enongh: beyond thee lies the infinite—
Back to thy circumscription!'
"Back indeed!
Ending where I began—thus: retrocede,
Who will,—what comes first, take first, I advise!
Acquaint you with the body ere your eyes
Look upward: this Andromeda of mine—
Gaze on the beauty, Art hangs out for sign