There, while the rest were loud in merrymaking, Had his dark hour unseen, and rose and past Bearing a lifelong hunger in his heart. 80 So these were wed, and merrily rang the bells, And merrily ran the years, seven happy years, Seven happy years of health and competence, And mutual love and honorable toil; With children; first a daughter. In him woke, And give his child a better bringing-up While Enoch was abroad on wrathful seas, 95 Rough-redden'd with a thousand winter gales, Then came a change, as all things human change. Ten miles to northward of the narrow port 94. Osier, i. e. basket. 96. Many English villages have an old stone cross in the market-place. 98. The heraldic device over the portal to the hall, supposed to stand as a guard (warding). 99. A yew-tree cut, after the fashion of old gardening, into the form of a peacock. Open'd a larger haven: thither used Enoch at times to go by land or sea; 105 And once when there, and clambering on a mast ; 110 Another hand crept too across his trade And wanting yet a boatswain. Would he go? There yet were many weeks before she sail'd, 125 Sail'd from this port. Would Enoch have the place? And Enoch all at once assented to it, So now that shadow of mischance appear'd - what to do? 131. At sea on half cloudy days one often notices a bit of sunlight standing out on the water like an island. Then Enoch lay long-pondering on his plans; To sell the boat — and yet he loved her well 135 How many a rough sea had he weather'd in her! He knew her, as a horseman knows his horse And yet to sell her then with what she brought 145 With fuller profits lead an easier life, Thus Enoch in his heart determined all : Then first since Enoch's golden ring had girt Her finger, Annie fought against his will: Yet not with brawling opposition she, 160 But manifold entreaties, many a tear, Many a sad kiss by day by night renew'd (Sure that all evil would come out of it) 142. Voyage must be read as a dissyllable, not too pronouncedly. Besought him, supplicating, if he cared For Enoch parted with his old sea-friend, Bought Annie goods and stores, and set his hand 170 To fit their little streetward sitting-room With shelf and corner for the goods and stores. So all day long till Enoch's last at home, Shaking their pretty cabin, hammer and axe, Auger and saw, while Annie seem'd to hear 175 Her own death-scaffold raising, shrill'd and rang, Till this was ended, and his careful hand, The space was narrow, having order'd all Almost as neat and close as Nature packs Her blossom or her seedling, paused; and he, 180 Who needs would work for Annie to the last, Ascending tired, heavily slept till morn. And Enoch faced this morning of farewell Brightly and boldly. All his Annie's fears, Save as his Annie's, were a laughter to him. 185 Yet Enoch as a brave God-fearing man Bow'd himself down, and in that mystery Where God-in-man is one with man-in-God, Pray'd for a blessing on his wife and babes, Whatever came to him: and then he said 190 Annie, this voyage by the grace of God Will bring fair weather yet to all of us. 66 Keep a clean hearth and a clear fire for me, 165. Not an easy line to read with proper stress; self should be dwelt upon, and a certain pause made after caring. For I'll be back, my girl, before you know it." Then lightly rocking baby's cradle, “and he, 195 This pretty, puny, weakly little one,— Nay for I love him all the better for itGod bless him, he shall sit upon my knees And I will tell him tales of foreign parts, And make him merry, when I come home again. 200 Come, Annie, come, cheer up before I go." Him running on thus hopefully she heard, 205 On providence and trust in Heaven, she heard, 210 At length she spoke, "O Enoch, you are wise; And yet for all your wisdom well know I That I shall look upon your face no more," "Well then," said Enoch, "I shall look on yours. Annie, the ship I sail in passes here 215 (He named the day), get you a seaman's glass, Spy out my face, and laugh at all your fears." But when the last of those last moments came, "Annie, my girl, cheer up, be comforted, Look to the babes, and till I come again, 220 Keep everything shipshape, for I must go. And fear no more for me; or if you fear 213. Another significant prophecy, as in line 36. |