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SONNET.
Who, harnessed in his mail of Self, demands.To be men's master and their sovran guide?—Proclaims his place, and by sole right of prideA candidate for love and reverence stands,As if the power within his empty handsHad fallen from the sky, with all beside,So oft to longing and to toil denied,That makes the leaders and the lords of lands?He who would lead must first himself be led;Who would be loved be capable of loveBeyond the utmost he receives; who claimsThe rod of power must first have bowed his head,And, being honored, honor what's above:This know the men who leave the world their names.