The Hero

My thought sublimes
A common deed;
In evil times
In utmost need,
My spirit climbs
Where dragons breed.

Nor will I trip
Even at the hiss
On the drawn lip
Of the abyss:
My footsteps grip
The precipice.
Applause and blame
Let prophets share:
My secret aim
The deed I dare,
My own acclaim
Comprise my care.

Above the laws,
Against the light
That overawes
The world I fight
And win, because
I have the might.