He raised young Julian. "Is thy Cup so full

Of bitterness—thy Hope—thy heart so dull

That thou shouldst from Thee dash the Draught of Life,

So late escaped the elemental strife!

Rise—tho' these shores few aids to Life supply,

Look upon me, and know thou shalt not die.

Thou gazest in mute wonder—more may be

Thy marvel when thou knowest mine and me.

But come—The bark that bears us hence shall find

Her Haven, soon, despite the warning Wind."