Chapter 28

O thou who first uplifted in such dark So clear a torch aloft, who first shed light Upon the profitable ends of man, O thee I follow, glory of the Greeks, And set my footsteps squarely planted now Even in the impress and the marks of thine-- Less like one eager to dispute the palm, More as one craving out of very love That I may copy thee!--for how should swallow Contend with swans or what compare could be In a race between young kids with tumbling legs And the…