It is with a new light I find my way,
But you have given that; it is your light.
And if I walked in darkness as of old,
I should not blame the Gods, nor shall I say
That they have changed into this day the night,
Or fashioned of my crown of thorns this gold.
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Could I foresee the Truth gleaming ahead
Out of our common reach, but in my own,
I should not go unto that perilous throne