GR translation: social eye

[alice wellintown]

Let Prudence number o'er each sturdy son,
Who life and wisdom at one race begun,
Who feel by reason and who give by rule,
(Instinct's a brute, and sentiment a fool!)
Who make poor "will do" wait upon "I should"-
We own they're prudent, but who feels they're good?
Ye wise ones hence! ye hurt the social eye!
God's image rudely etch'd on base alloy!
-R Burns

And, William Carlos Williams employs the phrase in one of his letters
when, much in the tradition of Eliot, who also uses the phrase, he
arguea that poetry is not social or political or personal, but...from
wiki

  This leads to Eliot’s so-called "Impersonal Theory" of poetry. Since
the poet engages in a "continual surrender of himself" to the vast
order of tradition, artistic creation is a process of
depersonalization. The mature poet is viewed as a medium, through
which tradition is channeled and elaborated.