XXXIX + 

“I am a shadow now, alas! alas! + 

Upon the skirts of human nature dwelling + 

Alone: I chant alone the holy mass, + 

While little sounds of life are round me knelling, + 

And glossy bees at noon do fieldward pass, + 

And many a chapel bell the hour is telling, + 

Paining me through: those sounds grow strange to me, + 

And thou art distant in Humanity. + 