Two Rondels + 

When, in the mid-sea of the night, + 

I waken at thy call, O Lord, + 

The first that troop my bark aboard + 

Are darksome imps that hate the light, + 

Whose tongues are arrows, eyes a blight⁠— + 

Of wraths and cares a pirate horde⁠— + 

Though on the mid-sea of the night + 

It was thy call that waked me, Lord. + 

Then I must to my arms and fight⁠— + 

Catch up my shield and two-edged sword, + 

The words of him who is thy word⁠— + 

Nor cease till they are put to flight; + 

Then in the mid-sea of the night + 

I turn and listen for thee, Lord. + 

There comes no voice from thee, O Lord, + 

Across the mid-sea of the night! + 

I lift my voice and cry with might: + 

If thou keep silent, soon a horde + 

Of imps again will swarm aboard, + 

And I shall be in sorry plight + 

If no voice come from thee, my Lord, + 

Across the mid-sea of the night. + 

There comes no voice; I hear no word! + 

But in my soul dawns something bright:⁠— + 

There is no sea, no foe to fight! + 

Thy heart and mine beat one accord: + 

I need no voice from thee, O Lord, + 

Across the mid-sea of the night. + 