But when he underwent necessity’sYoke-trace, — from soul blowing unhallowed changeUnclean, abominable, — thence—another man —The audacious mind of him beganIts wildest range.For this it is gives mortals hardihood —Some vice-devising miserable moodOf madness, and first woe of all the brood.The sacrificer of his daughter — strange! —He dared become, to expediteWoman-avenging warfare, — anchors weighedWith such prelusive rite!
Prayings and callings Father
— naught they madeOf these, and of the virgin-age, —Captains heart-set on war to wage!His ministrants, vows done, the father bade —