To save all earnings to the uttermost,
And give his child a better bringing up
Than his had been, or hers; a wish renew’d,
When two years after came a boy to be
The rosy idol of her solitudes, 90
While Enoch was abroad on wrathful seas,
Or often journeying landward; for in truth
Enoch’s white horse, and Enoch’s ocean-spoil
In ocean-smelling osier and his face,
Rough-redden’d with a thousand winter gales, 95