ODEAR adventurer, once more dost thou Fare forth into the outlands, through far seas! Nothing can come of strange unto thee now, For travel was thy wont, thy argosies Were rich and many; where thy bark was turned Friends met thee, and for thee a home-light burned. Surely, some day, as often in the Past, Keen-eyed and brown, sweet smiling as of yore, Thou wilt come back to live with us at last, Thy shadow ever grateful at our door: Bringing, the while we marvel at thy wares, An aromatic breath from Otherwheres. Or if it be that we instead must go To find thee, friend, all gentle and all true, Eager and waving wilt thou stand, we know, To bid us welcome when the voyage is through; Oh, what a meeting will be there, what flowers, What talk, what treasures shown, what shining hours! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MISS KILMANSEGG AND HER PRECIOUS LEG: HER MORAL by THOMAS HOOD ON SOMETHING THAT WALKS SOMEWHERE by BEN JONSON SIMON LEGREE: NEGRO SERMON; MEMORIAL TO BOOKER T. WASHINGTON by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY L. OF G.'S PURPORT by WALT WHITMAN CARELESS LINES ON LABOUR by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |