Not to undo though I gained。，By degrees, through the upper box-grove,
。，They sharpened arms and showed them, like the brutes
。，Arabian visions could not vie
Poor prey to his hot fit of pride were those.。，
We send our worthiest; can no less,。，His sluggish soul: HER voice is chained:
Of a man and a dog: you shall know.。，
Or straining for the angel of the light,。，XXIII
。，Of me and of my theme think what thou wilt:
'Spiral,' the memorable Lady terms。，
Were she and her light crew to run atilt。，Caught a hand in a death-grapple tug.
A North-sea pilot, Hildebrand yclept,。，Not where the troubled passions toss the mind,
Eyed his master, dropped, barked at the door.。，
Through contemplation from a heart unbent。，'Lo! as the beasts feed, each for each,
LUCIFER IN STARLIGHT。，
，And measured courtly paces rouse his taunts,。，Turned sharp the victor to cajole?