The Wanderer

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Title:     The Wanderer
Author: Henry Newbolt [More Titles by Newbolt]

To Youth there comes a whisper out of the west:
"O loiterer, hasten where there waits for thee
A life to build, a love therein to nest,
And a man's work, serving the age to be."

Peace, peace awhile! Before his tireless feet
Hill beyond hill the road in sunlight goes;
He breathes the breath of morning, clear and sweet,
And his eyes love the high eternal snows.

[The end]
Henry Newbolt's poem: Wanderer

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