Ascension
Now thou’rt escaped, but o alas for woe!
The coop though thou forsook’st, still higher soars thy foe.
Now not thy might, nay nor thy main can serve —
Sivana’s chronic cart through time doth swerve!
His purpose villainous, make thou no doubt;
And all’s a-spin concerning what come out:
Will Tawny live, and all the world be free?
Or ‘neath Sivana’s heel empulver’d be?