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The mighty forces of mysterious space / Are one by one subdued by lordly man. / The awful lightning that for eons ran / Their devastating and untrammelled race, / Now bear his messages from place to place / Like carrier doves. The winds lead on his van; / The lawless elements no longer can / Resist his strength, but yield with sullen grace.
His bold feet scaling heights before untrod, / Light, darkness, air and water, heat and cold, / He bids go forth and bring him power and pelf. / And yet, though ruler, king and demi-god, / He walks with his fierce passions uncontrolled, / The conqueror of all things-save himself.