Unmoved by fiery thunderbolts in flight
Which sweep in ruin towers on high
Why then are miserable men in awe
When tyrants rage impotently?
If first you rid yourself of hope and fear
You have disarmed the tyrant's wrath:
But whosoever quakes in fear or hope
Drifting and losing mastery,
Has cast away his shield, has left his place,
And binds the chain with which he will be bound.
— Nov 10, 2025 07:22AM
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