For
can I doubt, who knew thee keen
In intellect, with force and skill
To strive, to fashion, to fulfil–
I
doubt not what thou wouldst have been:
A
life in civic action warm,
A soul on highest mission sent,
A potent voice of Parliament,
A
pillar steadfast in the storm,
Should
licensed boldness gather force,
Becoming, when the time has birth,
A lever to uplift the earth
And
roll it in another course,
With
thousand shocks that come and go,
With agonies, with energies,
With overthrowings, and with cries,
And
undulations to and fro.