Truth triumphant There is no height to which thou canst not climb; There is no grandeur that thou may’st not view, If thou wilt reach beyond the things of Time, Unto the Pure, the Beautiful, the True. There is no saintly vision, no glad sight Of seer, nor no dream of holy sage But may be thine ; nay, is thy heavenly right, If thou wilt claim thy regal appanage. There is no sin but thou may’st overthrow; There is no vileness that, octopus-like, Binds thee its victim, but thou soon canst know The way and weapon thy strong foe to strike. Thou art not framed for sin and grief and shame; Thou art
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