six o'clock
She held my hand again and touched it with her cheek . I think that I forgot all the place about , the sea and the men , the distant shore and the island 's shape , the still night and the dawn to come ; and knowing nothing save that Ruth , little Ruth , was by my side , I went into dreamland and said , `` It shall be forever . '' _ Monday . At six o'clock . _ I can not sleep and I have come to keep watch on the rock . Old Clair-de-Lune is with me , but silence is in the house below , where some sleep and some are seeking sleep . Of all who can discuss our future bravely , none speaks better sense than this simple old man ; and if he rebukes my own confidence he rebukes it justly .