For hard he dogged my steps unseen, wherever I did go.
My plans he baulked, my aims he foiled, he blocked my onward way.
When for some lofty goal I toiled, he grimly said to me, 'Nay'.
One night I seized him and held him fast, from him the veil did draw,
I looked upon his face at last and lo . . . myself I saw
- John Maxwell
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