But rid it of all circumscribing vows.”
“Of all its vows?” I ask’d.
“Why not?” he said:
“No character, I think, grows wholly ripe
Save that which grows as nature guides its growth;
And nature made us pairs. I know some say
The soul should conquer nature; but this means
That spirits all should claim their rights,—be lords
Of forms that spring from earth. But are they so
When by a vow they swear to serve a form,