The text: “On them we vengeance took” he shall recite.[338]
A stroke shall lay him low, as wolf by lion’s paw.
A madman must he be who’d rush in lion’s maw.
O that the stroke had fallen upon the body frail;
And that the heart and faith had ’scaped! ’Twere vast avail!125
Upon this point I feel my strength must all give way.
How shall I tell the secrets of this mystic play?
Just like the fox, do you yourselves deny in all.
In lion’s presence raise no cavil, or you’ll fall.
Relinquish thoughts of “I” and “We” when “He” ’s afield.