Yet with an unseen Angel for protector The outcast child is enrapt by the sun And in all that he eats, in everything he drinks He finds sweet ambrosia and rubiate nectar Pain is the one nobility we have Which not the hungry ground nor hell shall ever gnaw Weave me a mystic crown, free from all earthly flaw Weave me a mystic crown, free from all earthly flaw His lucid essence flames with lightnings, veiled by fire Is all the furious world, all the lewd conflict there Pain is the one nobility we have Which not the hungry ground nor hell shall ever gnaw