What are ambition, effort,—life—but prayer,
What are all great desires everywhere?
I’m praying now beneath your eyes’ love-light—
O let me be a child again to-night!
LI
Upon this point of time flung island-wise
Between two boundless oceans deep as thought,
With up-surge of the world-tides we are caught
And for a moment held in poised surprise.
The beacon of desire flames in our eyes,