But this will not endure, nor be endured!

Mankind have felt their strength, and made it felt.

They might have used it better, but, allured

By their new vigour, sternly have they dealt

On one another; Pity ceased to melt

With her once natural charities. But they,

Who in Oppression's darkness caved had dwelt,

They were not eagles, nourished with the day;

What marvel then, at times, if they mistook their prey?