That humbly seeks for everlasting light,
But a presumptuous pride, that claims beforehand
The uncertain victory, and ere their eyes
Have looked to Heaven for help, with confident
And hardened hearts divides the unwon spoils.
But He who holds the headstrong back from ruin,—
The God of Israel,—hath relaxed his hand,
And they have rushed—the chariot and the charioteer,
The horse and horseman—down the dread abyss
His anger has prepared for their presumption.[858]