“The golden circle of HumanityIs narrowed to themselves. For them aloneWas Earth created, joyous, fair and free,The realm where each the other would enthrone,Sole sovereign whose dear sway all things should ownIn glad obedience—egotism sublimeOf Youth and Love, whose faith may well atoneFor the cold wisdom with which hoary TimeCrowns the steep height that Age with faltering step must climb.”