Of thine own selfish purpose, wouldst set bounds
To the free current of all noble thought
And generous action, bidding its bright waves
Be stay’d, and flow no farther? But the Power
Whose interdict is laid on seas and orbs,
To chain them in from wandering, hath assign’d
No limits unto that which man’s high strength
Shall, through its aid, achieve!
Elm. Oh! there are times,
When all that hopeless courage can achieve