text:  FAME LOVE AMBITION! what are Ye With all your wasting passions' war To the great Strife that like a sea O'erswept His soul tumultuously Whose face gleams on me like a star-- A star that gleams through murky clouds-- As here begirt by struggling crowds A spell-bound Loiterer I stand Before a print-shop in the Strand? What are your eager hopes and fears Whose minutes wither men like years-- Your schemes defeated or fulfill'd To the emotions dread that thrill'd _His_ frame on that October night When watching by the lonely mast _He saw on shore the moving light_ And felt though darkness veil'd the sight The long-sought World was his at last?{A} V