HYÈRES, 1883.

Thee, Mackintosh, artificer of light,

Thee, the lone smoker hails! the student, thee;

Thee, oft upon the ungovernable sea,

The seaman, conscious of approaching night;

Thou, with industrious fingers, hast outright

Mastered that art, of other arts the key,

That bids thick night before the morning flee,

And lingering day retains for mortal sight.

O Promethean workman, thee I hail,

Thee hallowed, thee unparalleled, thee bold

To affront the reign of sleep and darkness old,

Thee William, thee Æneas, thee I sing;

Thee by the glimmering taper clear and pale,

Of light, and light's purveyance, hail, the king.