What is the Seal of Liberty Attained?—To be no longer ashamed of oneself.
BOOK FOURTH
SANCTUS JANUARIUS
Thou who with cleaving fiery lances
The stream of my soul from its ice dost free,
Till with a rush and a roar it advances
To enter with glorious hoping the sea:
Brighter to see and purer ever,
Free in the bonds of thy sweet constraint,—
So it praises thy wondrous endeavour,
January, thou beauteous saint!