He Who Reigns Within Himself And Rules

The Mountain Nymph, Sweet Liberty.

From His Lips/not Words Alone Pleased Her.

The Redundant Locks, Robustious To No Purpose, Clustering Down--vast Monument Of Strength.

Our Torments Also May In Length Of Time Become Our Elements, These Piercing Fires As Soft As Now Severe, Our Temper Changed Into Their Temper.

O Impotence Of Mind, In Body Strong! But What Is Strength Without A Double Share Of Wisdom, Vast, Unwieldy, Burdensome, Proudly Secure, Yet Liable To Fall By Weakest Subtleties, Not Made To Rule, But To Subserve Where Wisdom Bears Command.