THE WORLD
IN CHAINS
| But should we stay to speak, noontide would come, |
| And thwart Silenus find his goats undrawn, |
| And grudge to sing those wise and lovely songs |
| Of Fate, and Chance, and God, and Chaos old, |
| And Love, and the Chained Titan's woeful doom, |
| And how he shall be loosed, and make the earth |
| One brotherhood.... |