Alone on the shore in the pause of the night-time,
I stand and I hear the long wind blow light,
I view the constellations quietly, quietly burning;
I hear the wave fall in the hush of the night
Long after I am dead, ended this bitter journey,
Many another whose heart holds no light,
Shall your solemn sweetness, hush, awe, and comfort,
O my companions, Wind, Waters, Stars, and Night.