Thou fain wouldst conquer Wisdom now by Love,
As once ’gainst Love thou didst by Wisdom fight.
But know full well that in Maria’s heart,
With which she now opposeth thy designs,
The spirit-pupilship hath planted powers
To keep far off, for ever, all self-love
From Knowledge. Never from this hour will I
Allow myself to be possessed by joy
Such as men feel when thoughts grow ripe within.
I’ll steel my heart to serve as sacrifice