Or Leonardo’s paints on canvas live,
I think the gods are building on the sands
Castles of stone, but no one understands
How much they can inspire one heart to give:
Though I who dream about your untouched hair
Can follow Leonardo’s rapid brush,
And with it paint those yearning strokes, and crush
Beneath a large ideal, life’s strong despair.
X.
Dante was more than half of Beatrice!