though his destiny on earth may be

Grief and injustice; who would not endure

With joyful calm, each proffered agony;

Could he the prize of Genius thus ensure?

What mortal feeling kindled in his soul

That clear celestial flame, so pure and high,

O'er which nor time nor death can have control,

Would in inglorious pleasures basely fly

From sufferings whose reward is Immortality?