He takes; and plunder is a tyrant’s joy.
What if I prove, “The farthest from the fear, 790
Are often nearest to the stroke of Fate?”
All, more than common, menaces an end.
A blaze betokens brevity of life:
As if bright embers should emit a flame,
Glad spirits sparkled from Narcissa’s eye,
And made youth younger, and taught life to live, 796
As Nature’s opposites wage endless war,
For this offence, as treason to the deep