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But fly the boundary of the Senses—live

The Ideal life free Thought can give;

And, lo, the gulf shall vanish, and the chill

Of the soul's impotent despair be gone!

And with divinity thou sharest the throne,

Let but divinity become thy will!

Scorn not the Law—permit its iron band

The sense (it cannot chain the soul) to thrall.

Let man no more the will of Jove withstand,

And Jove the bolt lets fall!