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III Out of the shadow, starlike still, She rose up radiant in her right, And spake, and put to fear and flight The lawless rule of awless will That pleads no right save might.

Truth, flawless and awless, Do falsehood what it can, Makes royal the loyal And simple heart of man.

Little recks the awless lion where his hunting jungles lie— When he enters it be certain that a royal prey shall die,' "I know an excellent jungle now."

Has the boy Transgressed again in awless heat of speech And kindled wrath in thee against him—thee, Who stood'st between my wrath and him?

Life, Eternal, passionate, awless, Insatiable, mutable, dear, Makes all men's law for us lawless: We strive not: how should we fear Strife?