Analysis of LXVI The Heart Of The Night

From child to youth; from youth to arduous man;
         From lethargy to fever of the heart;
         From faithful life to dream-dower'd days apart;
     From trust to doubt; from doubt to brink of ban;--
     Thus much of change in one swift cycle ran
         Till now. Alas, the soul!--how soon must she
         Accept her primal immortality,--
     The flesh resume its dust whence it began?

O Lord of work and peace! O Lord of life!
       O Lord, the awful Lord of will! though late,
       Even yet renew this soul with duteous breath:
   That when the peace is garner'd in from strife,
       The work retriev'd, the will regenerate,
       This soul may see thy face, O Lord of death!