How do I know what Order brings Me into being? I only know, if you do certain things, I must become your Hearing and your Seeing Also your Strength, to make great wheels go round, And save your sons from toil, while I am bound! What do I care how you dispose The Powers that move me? I only know that I am one with those True Powers which rend the firmament above me, And, harrying earth, would save me at the last— But that your coward foresight holds me fast!
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