For food, for clothing, ambush, refuge, home,。，Intent as tempest, worshipful as prayer, -
Heroic who came out; for round them hung。，
Then knows he Love, that beckons and controls;。，Like green leaves caught with flames by his impress.
He undone in his rays of glory spent。，The forward step met frowns, the backward smiles.
Never in deep-soiled Phthia, the nurser of heroes, my harvests。，Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,
And be they doves or be they asps, -。，Unto that love must we through fire attain,
Which held conjoined the hostile rival twain,。，Perforce of growth, the Master mind discerned,
That swiftly may her star of eve descend,。，We answer as the midnight's morning's bird.
Through shelter leaves, the laughter from her throat,。，Ascend no sacred Mounts
They pointed up, bowed head, and dug and sowed;。，I passed, and saw the mighty will
In chillness, like a clouded lantern-ray,。，Hither and yon fly they, and rejoicing in pride of their pinions,
To people and beflower the waste.。，Close on the heart of Earth his bosom beats,
Are her rich harvest; bidden caress, caress,。，XIV
Ascetic rigours crushed the fleshly sigh;。，In fellowship religion has its founts:
，For battle prompt, by pleasure unbeguiled.。，