" To burn with one clear flame, to stand erect 



In natural honour, not to bend the knee 



In profitless prostrations zvhose effect 



Is by itself condemned, what alchemy 



Can teach me this ? What herb Medea brewed 



Will bring the unexultant peace of essence not subdued': 



" This, too, I had to learn — / thank Thee Lord — 

 To lie crushed down in darkness and the pit — 

 To lose all heart and hope — and yet to workP 



