For him I sing,
I raise the present on the past,
（As some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,）
With time and space I him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself by them the law unto himself. kfboP0B9SOCapRq5IaA0uZbyPM/k5MUlCGv1Yv2A8Ak7mVtsoC0myFkXxBZyjt2/
