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He who possesses virtue at its best, / Or greatness in the true sense of the word, / Has one day started even with that herd / Whose swift feet now speed but at sin's behest.
It is the same force in the human breast / Which makes men gods or demons. If we gird / Those strong emotions by which we are stirred / With might of will and purpose, heights unguessed / Shall dawn for us; or if we give them sway / We can sink down and consort with the lost.
All virtue is worth just the price it cost. / Black sin is oft white truth that missed its way / And wandered off in paths not understood. / Twin-born I hold great evil and great good.