I shall conquer thy planet,

Mine thine ore

From thy secret wells,

Stop thine orbit

Whence thou revolveth.

Thou and thine shall be mine.

God made and giveth.

Never!

My reign shall fall to none,

Mine orbit shall last for ever.

Thou come, thou go,

Thou enter, thou exit,

Thou live, thou die.

Thou art a glowing dream that fadeth when I wake,

That fleeth my memory,

That leaveth me more in want than if I never knew thee.

What mattereth thee?

I am nothing and matter less.

Why mourn for naught?

Thou shalt bask in my compassion,

Accept mine unending pardon,

Yield thyself,

Take off thy guilt.

I shall lead thee,

Direct mine armies over thy glorious mountains,

Tame thy wild parts,

Deftly remove thy blame.