I am become like a pelican in the wilderness; and like an owl that is in the desert. I have watched, and am even as it were a sparrow; that sitteth alone upon the house-top.

Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And hope without an object cannot live...

Sure I had drunken in my dreams,
And still my body drank...

Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide wide sea !
And never a saint took pity on
My soul in agony...