_The Guns of H.M.S. Temeraire_
O for that ancient cry of the watch at the midnight bell,
Under the unknown stars, from the decks that Frobisher trod.
Hark, _Before the world?_--he questions a fleet in the dark!
Answer it, friend or foe! And, ringing from mast to mast,
Mother, hast thou forgotten what cry in the dark went past,
Answering still as he questioned? _Before the world?_ O, hark,
Ringing anear, _Before the world?_ ... _was God_ ... All's well!
Dying afar ... _Before the world?_ ... All's well ... _was God!_