Nietzsche.

Lo! I have seen the vision ultimate
Of Life bar'd to my eye. Deep in my soul
Like hidden springs that never saw the day,
Until the rocky chains of earth were rent
By fiery quake and fierce convulsive pain,
And gave them freedom, warmth of golden sun
By day, and stars by night, and flow'rs at morn
To open at the touch of their caress;
And set within their bosoms crystal speed,
And great desires, and mighty quiverings,
And all the longing for the far-off sea—
Thus has my life, e'en dormant of this hour,
Enchain'd and pent within the meager walls
Of smaller hopes and loves, burst from its bonds
And like a tributary stream whose way
Has been through quiet hills and peaceful plains,
Joining at last the broad sweep of your thought
Has plung'd into the cataract of your life—
Let all that can be—be : for I have found
The end of all inaction in the pulse
That giant like moves into large strife—
In this is Freedom, Glory, Hope and Truth.

Roland Powell.