(Written in the Hut at Morwenstow) O Spirit, where art thou fled Thro’ the deeps of air and sea? Wilt thou not return from the dead To be one mortal hour with me? I gaze from thy crag-hewn seat O’er the spreading, limitless main, And the deep foam-thunders beat At their rocky bars in vain. … Continue reading Resurges? by C. E Byles