The Outer from The Inner

poem 451

The Outer from the Inner Derives its Magnitude ‘Tis Duke, or Dwarf, according As is the Central Mood The fine unvarying Axis That regulates the Wheel Though Spokes spin more conspicuous And fling a dust the while. The Inner paints the Outer The Brush without the Hand Its Picture publishes precise As is the inner Brand On fine Arterial Canvas A Cheek perchance a Brow The Star’s whole Secret in the Lake Eyes were not meant to know.