When under wisdom's hands—man's highest bliss.
Yes, when love fills the heart, behold how strong,
How powerful one stands! His muscles ache
With pure strength, and long for that on which
Their latent power to show; and not alone
In idle longings doth a lover stand,
But works alike with both his head and hands
To gain desired ends. Doth one lack means?
Then love supplies a purpose and desire,
And rests not still till they are at command.