Lone wanderer 'mid the loftiest heights of Thought, Tired watcher for the Dawn that brings the Light, Whose spirit, in rapt vision, ever sought, To view the shadowy realm beyond our sight, Say, was thy quest in vain? Was it for nought, Nay, not in vain, - if Hope, and Joy, and Love, Together watched thy journey on the way: His life alone is vain who never strove - Not theirs who for the Truth still watch and pray.