Unchanged my spring would bide:
Wherefore, to wait my pleasure,
I put my spring aside,
Till, first in face of Fortune,
And last in mazed disdain,
I made Diego Valdez
High Admiral of Spain!'

"Listen to me, guardians!" Dick cried on, his face a flame of passion.
"Don't forget for one moment that I am anything but unslaked,
consuming. I am. I burn. But I hold myself. Don't think I am a dead
one because I am a darn nice, meritorious boy at college. I am young.
I am alive. I am all lusty and husky. But I make no mistake. I hold
myself. I don't start out now to blow up on the first lap. I am just
getting ready. I am going to have my time. I am not going to spill my
cup in haste. And in the end I am not going to lament as Diego Valdez
did:

"'There walks no wind 'neath heaven
Nor wave that shall restore
The old careening riot
And the clamorous, crowded shore--
The fountain in the desert,
The cistern in the waste,
The bread we ate in secret,
The cup we spilled in haste.'

"Listen, guardians! Do you know what it is to hit your man, to hit him
in hot blood--square to the jaw--and drop him cold? I want that. And I
want to love, and kiss, and risk, and play the lusty, husky fool. I