Thou bright-veiled image of divinity;
Crowned with such gleams, imperial and golden,
As Phidias gave to Immortality!
A type exquisite of the pure Ideal,
Forth shadowed in perfect loveliness—
Embodied and existent in the Real,
A peerless shape to kneel before, and bless!
With the world’s childhood didst thou spring to being!
A thing of light!—a felt divinity!
A stainless spirit, born of Love undying,