His eyes were on the ledger but his mind Looked far beyond a dock three floors below His office window, far beyond the snow Of great majestic peaks, or trails that wind Through glistening woods, or prairies stern yet kind (Since old romance endears them), or where flow Waters as wild as Jersey's Ramapo He cruised and portages, half awake, half blind: Adventurer undaunted by a fate Not of his heart's own choosing, he could still Journey to distant ports -- arise, elate, To claim new suns or, sharing victory's thrill, Embark with sunset for the Golden Gate! -- Dreams steered his course but duty braced his will. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DORIS; A PASTORAL by ARTHUR JOSEPH MUNBY THE BLASPHEMER'S WARNING; A LAY OF ST. ROMWOLD by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM A HYMN TO JESUS by BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUX THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: ASTARTE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |