“ It wins my admiration 
To view the structure of that little work— 
A bird’s nest. Mark it well within, without; 
No tool had he who wrought, no knife to cut; 
No nail to fix; no bodkin to insert; 
No glue to join; his little beak was all. 
And yet how neatly finished ! what nice hand 
With every implement and means of art, 
And twenty years’ apprenticeship to boot, 
Could make me such another? Fondly, then. 
We boast of excellence, whose noblest skill 
Instinctive genius shames.” 
