the tempered mastery which like a wheel,
all things centered round revolving axis,
permits the freedom to all emotions feel,
in bondage to none, is crown of life's race!
not the freedom which denies, or forms
arbitrary limits, but excellence to explore
and develop - the capacity to absorb harms
and translate them to benefit, to ignore
limit and seek experiences undefined -
is true trust in temperance - a freedom
not for the unfit! who to self-limit resigned
attempts no more, self to death will condemn.
self dead to life, no life lives, nor is free.
life's attempting. attempting's life's mastery!
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