GONE.
Alone, at midnight as he knelt, his spirit was aware
Of Somewhat falling in between the silence and the prayer;
Of Somewhat falling in between the silence and the prayer;
A bell's dull clangour that hath sped so far, it faints and dies
So soon as it hath reached the ear whereto its errand lies;
So soon as it hath reached the ear whereto its errand lies;
And as he rose up from his knees, his spirit was aware
Of Somewhat, forceful and unseen, that sought to hold him there;
Of Somewhat, forceful and unseen, that sought to hold him there;
As of a Form that stood behind, and on his shoulders prest
Both hands to stay his rising up, and Somewhat in his breast.
Both hands to stay his rising up, and Somewhat in his breast.
In accents clearer far than words, spake, "Pray yet longer, pray,
For one that ever prayed for thee, this night hath passed away;
For one that ever prayed for thee, this night hath passed away;
