midnight
It hangs above the steel sea blade That cuts the world 's great globe in two . The keenest eye that ever saw Stares out of Heaven into mine , Spins out my heart , and seems to draw My soul 's elastic very fine . The greatest beacon ever fired Stands up on Heaven 's Hill to show The limit of the thing desired Beyond which man may never go . * * * * * At midnight , when the night did dance Along the hours that led to morning , I saw a little boat advance Towards the great moon 's beacon warning . -LRB- The moon , God 's Slave , who lights the torch , Lest men should slip between the bars , And run aground on Heav 'n and scorch To death upon a bank of stars . -RRB- The little boat , on leaning keel , Sang up the mountains of the sea , Bearing a man who hoped to steal God 's Slave from out eternity . My love , I see you through my tears .