If thou art come to free my quivering limbs,
Know that against the gods contend in vain
The bravest knights. And yet how like a god
Himself he stands! See how he spurns the ground,
Poised with sustaining wings upon the air,
And deals the monster a sharp, sudden blow
That sends him reeling from the trembling shore!
Shattered, I hear the chains fall to my feet;
Yet much I fear another gentler fate
Fetters my heart anew. O valiant knight,