Emigravit

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Title:     Emigravit
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson [More Titles by Jackson]

With sails full set, the ship her anchor weighs;
Strange names shine out beneath her figure-head:
What glad farewells with eager eyes are said!
What cheer for him who goes, and him who stays!
Fair skies, rich lands, new homes, and untried days
Some go to seek: the rest but wait instead
Until the next stanch ship her flag shall raise.
Who knows what myriad colonies there are
Of fairest fields, and rich, undreamed-of gains,
Thick-planted in the distant shining plains
Which we call sky because they lie so far?
Oh, write of me, not,--"Died in bitter pains,"
But, "Emigrated to another star!"

[The end]
Helen Hunt Jackson's poem: Emigravit

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