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 Within himself, from more to more; And, crown'd with attributes of woe Like glories, move his course, and show That life is not as idle ore,

But iron dug from central gloom, And heated hot with burning fears; And dipp'd in baths of hissing tears, And batter'd with the shocks of doom

To shape and use. Arise and fly The reeling Faun, the sensual feast; Move upward, working out the beast, And let the ape and tiger die.