Lo as some venturer, from his stars receiving
Promise and presage of sublime emprise,
Wears evermore the seal of his believing
Deep in the dark of solitary eyes,
...

So even I, and with a pang more thrilling,
So even I, and with a hope more sweet,
Yearn for the sign, O Christ, of thy fulfilling,
Faint for the flaming of thine advent feet.

Lo as some venturer, from his stars receiving
— Promise and presage of sublime emprise,
Wears evermore the seal of his believing
— Deep in the dark of solitary eyes,
...

So even I, and with a pang more thrilling,
— So even I, and with a hope more sweet,
Yearn for the sign, O Christ, of thy fulfilling,
— Faint for the flaming of thine advent feet.