Far Off A Lonely Hound Telling His Loneliness All Round To The Dark Woods, Dark Hills, And Darker Sea; And, Answering, The Sound Of That Yet Lonelier Sea-Hound Telling His Loneliness To The Solitary Stars. Hearing, The Kennelled Hound Some Neighbourhood And Comfort Found, And Slept Beneath The Comfortless High Stars. But That Wild Sea-Hound Unkennelled, Called All Night All Round-- The Unneighboured And Uncomforted Cold Sea.