ey
O solemn-beating heart
Swang in its moon-taught way.
An universal and unmoving cloud,
And, had we seen each others face, we had
Into the plaintive speaking that we used,
Seen haply, each was sad.
Seemed wandering into sound.
And sank adown, an heap of ashes pale;
Of the grey water anal the shaded rock,---
After a day which perished silently
As master-minds, when gazed at by the crowd!
We walked beside the sea,
Though trembling, in the footsteps of the sun.
The light was neither nights nor days, but one
Uttered with burning breath, Ho! victory!
Only the outline of their majesty,
Of absent friends and memories unforsook;