"Yet, I am still Prometheus, wiser grown
"By years of solitude,—that holds apart
"The past and future, giving the soul room
"To search into itself,—and long commune
"With this eternal silence;—more a god.
"In my long-suffering and strength to meet
"With equal front the direst shafts of fate.
"Than thou in thy faint-hearted despotism…
"Therefore, great heart, bear up! thou art but type
"Of what all lofty spirits endure that fain
"Would win men back to strength and peace through love
"Each hath his lonely peak, and on each heart
"Envy, or scorn or hatred tears lifelong
"With vulture beak; yet the high soul is left;
"And faith, which is but hope grown wise, and love
"And patience, which at last shall overcome."