And one low churl, compact of thankless earth,
"That fatal byword of all years to come,
"Boring a little auger-hole in fear,
"Peeped - but his eyes, before they had their will,
"Were shrivell'd into darkness in his head,
"And dropped before him. So the powers who wait
"On noble deeds, cancelled a sense misused;
"And she, that knew not, pass'd: and all at once
"With twelve great shocks of sound, the shameless noon
"Was clash'd and hammer'd from a hundred towers,
"One after one; but even then she gain'd
"Her bower: whence re-issuing, robed, and crown'd,
"To meet her lord, she took the tax away,
"And built herself an everlasting name."
