Craig! Craig! my Love irradiant and divine! br Here on the solitary sands I lie br And see afar the lingering sunset die, br As peacefully its fading splendors shine br On western wave and on the eastern pine; br And oh! to watch with thee that flaming sky, br My heart one joy, one sacrament, one cry— br The heart whose very silences are thine! br br The glory passes . . . Lo! the moon is up. br Remote and pure, that silvern, ancient cup br From which earth drinks enchantment.