A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him. |
As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain |
What we ask of him is, that he should find out for us more than we can find out for ourselves. He must have the passion of a lover. |