By shame not shaken, fear or force or death,
Change, or all confluence of calamities—
And so at her worst need beloved, and so,
(Naked of help and honour when she seemed,
As other women would be, of their strength
Stript) still so of herself adorable,
She shall be a world’s wonder to all time,
A deadly glory watched of marvelling men
Not without praise, not without noble tears,
And if without what she would never have