All-proudly,And ev'ry spoke whirls swiftly round,
Wisdom's trees, in cypress-order growing,
'Neath her star all-protecting and bright,Secured in the mantle from wind and from rain--"
His joy cannot now be controll'd.How worthy she seems of the race whence she springs,
Great Euphrates' torrent,Here and there at will to sport
THUS roll I, never taking ease,My tub, like Saint Diogenes,Now serious am, now seek to please;Now love and hate in turn one sees;The motives now are those, now these;Now nothings, now realities.Thus roll I, never taking ease,My tub, like Saint Diogenes.
Through the darksome forest roam,Luna breaks through oaks and bushes,
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