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THE LURE OF ROADS by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS

First Line: CLOSE TO MY HEART, THE ROADS OF MEN!
Last Line: FOLLOW, I FOLLOW WHEREVER THEY GO!
Subject(s): ROADS; WANDERING & WANDERERS; PATHS; TRAILS;

Close to my heart, the roads of men!
Straight, or bent to their beautiful will,
Down the valley and over the hill,
Bravely bare to the threat of the seas,
Explorer of forests, friendly of trees,
Sweeping the curves of ample downs,
Cloven and torn in the maze of towns,
Cliff-road, river-road, upland and glen,
Oh, the wonderful roads of men!

Follow, I follow wherever they go!
Cheery their call and their spell is sweet,
Joy to the eye, a charm to the feet, --
Other men, many men, here before,
Other men coming, more and more,
These are the ways that my brothers take,
Choose I them all for my brothers' sake,
All would I enter and loverly know;
Follow, I follow wherever they go!



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