Uncurbed Passion

A human Niagara, plunging from the height
Of vain presumption to the sea of wrath
Below. An Alpine avalanche, in its might,
Strewing the giddy traveller's upward path
With devastation; whirling him adown
Into the steep abyss. The unchained bolt
Of sin's dread electricity. The revolt
Of judgment. Agent of the arch-traitor's frown.
The midnight tempest on a stormy sea.
Reason's eclipse. The Mephistophiles
That points the murderer's weapon: Like to these,
And in its headlong fury ever thus,
Is Passion unrestrained: The simoom's breath—
The entrance to the whirlpool, and to death.
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