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XXVI
At the Exhibition

Oh, were I only a farmer
And brought my produce to sell
With the rest in open market,
Methinks I should like it well!
For the eye & the thumb are critics
In such things, nor need to doubt;
If there's rot in potato or cabbage,
A cookmaid can find it out.
But here not a dolt surmises
The science behind the eye
But fancies the art of seeing
Thrown-in with the money to buy.
He who paid for the Venus of Melos,
Did he buy all the artist saw?

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The temptation, the selfdenial,
That revealed at last the Law?