Canto LXXXI

What thou lovest well remains,
                                                the rest is dross
What thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee
What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage
Whose world, or mine or theirs
                                        or is it of none?
First came the seen, then thus the palpable
    Elysium, though it were in the halls of hell,
What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage
What thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee

The ant's a centaur in his dragon world.
Pull down thy vanity , it is not man
Made courage, or made order, or made grace,
    Pull down thy vanity , I say pull down.
Learn of the green world what can be thy place
In scaled invention or true artistry ,
Pull down thy vanity ,
                    Paquin pull down!
The green casque has outdone your elegance .
'Master thyself, then others shall thee beare'
Pull down thy vanity