“Now drink me as the sun drinks up the mist. + 

This is the hour to cease in, at full flood, + 

That asks no gift form following years⁠—but, hist! + 

Look yonder! At the corner of that wood⁠— + 

Look! Look there where he comes! It shocks the blood, + 

The first sight, eh? Now, sentinel, stand clear + 

And save yourself. For God’s sake come not near.” + 