DOMINION
Patrician overthrown,
What lyric powers oppose
The dogmas you intone!
You still would be of those
Who rule by "willing"?—No.
Chaos within, I say,
Compels your star to glow
With fixed complacency.
What lyric powers oppose
The dogmas you intone!
You still would be of those
Who rule by "willing"?—No.
Chaos within, I say,
Compels your star to glow
With fixed complacency.
When a bright star shall dance,
'Twill be from lowly fires.
That sting your arrogance!
Among the patient choirs
Of Heaven, old Earth maintains
Her meaning. Dare to call
Her measure prose! Her strains
Are immemorial.
'Twill be from lowly fires.
That sting your arrogance!
Among the patient choirs
Of Heaven, old Earth maintains
Her meaning. Dare to call
Her measure prose! Her strains
Are immemorial.
Earth gives you patronage.
Yes, you, who have surpassed
Her human heritage
Of wisdom, the meek past
Enshrouds and swaddles. Are
You free? The Master?—Yes,—
Yes, you, who have surpassed
Her human heritage
Of wisdom, the meek past
Enshrouds and swaddles. Are
You free? The Master?—Yes,—
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