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VIII.

The Master first brought clearly to our view
That woman's nature is a higher thing
Than man's, and from her, as a living spring,
Ever his noblest impulses he drew.
Yet was this precious truth not wholly new;
To souls elect no secret had it been:
And here the Southern heart had farther seen
Than the cold Northern intellect could do.
Dante on Beatrice upward gazed,
All self-abased, in reverential love,
And with bow'd head receiv'd her grave rebuke;
While Milton's Adam, as God's image rais'd
To fancied height, with condescending look
Eve's tender grace contemplates from above.