To men remote from power but rarely known,
Leave reason, faith, and conscience, all our own.
HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA.
Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the north-west died away;
Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay;
Bluish mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay;
In the dimmest north-east distance, dawned Gibraltar grand and gray;
“Here and here did England help me—how can I help England?”—say, 5
Whoso turns as I, this evening, turn to God to praise and pray,