The Disobedient Heart
Stern Power, whose heavy hand I feel,
Whose infinite, world—urging force,
Nor silent pain nor strong appeal
Persuades from its imperious course,
Idly I strive with thee; ’tis thou
Rul’st in this world of thwarted will!
To thine omnipotence I bow;
And dare to disobey thee still.
