On embarking to return we could perceive no sign of One Tree Island; and as we swept down towards the sea the leafy top of a tree seen in the clear water under the boat was the only evidence of its existence; though a few hours ago it had formed so prominent an object.
Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph?
Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
Finds progress, man’s distinctive mark alone, Not God’s, and not the beast’s; God is, they are, Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.
At several such places we landed, but always found the ascent to the interior so covered with large loose rocks that it would have been impossible to have disembarked stores or stock on any.
Love is energy of life.
How good is man’s life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!
So, fall asleep love, loved by me… for I know love, I am loved by thee.
Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.