Say, then, that he was wise as brave, As wise in thought as bold in deed; For in the principles of things _He_ sought his moral creed. Said generous Rob, "What need of Books? Burn all the statutes and their shelves! They stir us up against our kind, And worse, against ourselves. "We have a passion, make a law, Too false to guide us or control; And for the law itself we fight In bitterness of soul. "And puzzled, blinded, then we lose Distinctions that are plain and few; These find I graven on my heart, That tells me what to do. "The creatures see of flood and field, And those that travel on the wind With them no strife can last; they live In peace, and peace of mind. "For why? Because the good old rule Sufficeth them; the simple plan, That they should take who have the power, And they should keep who can. "A lesson which is quickly learn'd, A signal through which all can see; Thus, nothing here provokes the strong To wanton cruelty. "And freakishness of mind is check'd, He tamed who foolishly aspires, While to the measure of his might Each fashions his desires. "All kinds and creatures stand and fall By strength of prowess or of wit; 'Tis God's appointment who must sway, And who is to submit. "Since then," said Robin, "right is plain, And longest life is but a day, To have my ends, maintain my rights, I'll take the shortest way." And thus among these rocks he lived, Through summer's heat and winter's snow The eagle, he was lord above, And Rob was lord below.