text:  And his heart contented never Greeds to grapple with the Far Chasing his own dream for ever On through many a distant Star! But Woman with looks that can charm and enchain Lureth back at her beck the wild truant again By the spell of her presence beguil'd-- In the home of the Mother her modest abode And modest the manners by Nature bestow'd On Nature's most exquisite child! Bruised and worn but fiercely breasting Foe to foe the angry strife; Man the Wild One never resting Roams along the troubled life; What he planneth still pursuing; Vainly as the Hydra bleeds Crest the sever'd crest renewing-- Wish to wither'd wish succeeds