Powered by my honored sceptre
Of wisdom written in gilded letter,
I thrust myself into a task I think great.
Though I know not what in the end will be its fate,
For time is short and the road is long
And who knows when the devil with its evil song
Puts me into an eternal sleep;
Still I will try with my heart in it so deep,
With a belief that is of proper reason
And accomplish it before the end of my season.
