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[The tortures I can bear, as I bear all.]
The tortures I can bear, as I bear all.The freedom I shall never lose with life.
With even love's control war to the knife!
For I have set on all things, great and small,
And good and evil, that to men befall,
An iron heel, and calm above the strife
That hems me in, with storm and thunder rife,
I raise a head that gods nor men appal.
Calm is the mountain crest above the wreck
Of lower winds to which it may not bow,
That fill the valleys with destructions dire.
Snow on its forehead, white without a fleck,
Crowns with Olympian cold its conqueror brow.
Ay but the mountain has a heart of fire.
March 12th, 1886.
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