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BALAUSTION'S ADVENTURE.
And who receives true verse at eye or ear,Takes in (with verse) time, place, and person too,So, links each sense on to its sister-sense,Grace-like: and what if but one sense of three 330Front you at once? The sidelong pair conceiveThro' faintest touch of finest finger-tips,—Hear, see and feel, in faith's simplicity,Alike, what one was sole recipient of:Who hears the poem, therefore, sees the play.
Enough and too much! Hear the play itself!Under the grape-vines, by the streamlet-side,Close to Baccheion; till the cool increase,And other stars steal on the evening-star,And so, we homeward flock i' the dusk, we five! 340You will expect, no one of all the wordsO' the play but is grown part now of my soul,Since the adventure. ’Tis the poet speaks:
