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The Wander-Lovers.

    By Bliss Carman (William)



    Down the world with Marna!
    That's the life for me!
    Wandering with the wandering wind,
    Vagabond and unconfined!
    Roving with the roving rain
    Its unboundaried domain!
    Kith and kin of wander-kind,
    Children of the sea!

    Petrels of the sea-drift!
    Swallows of the lea!
    Arabs of the whole wide girth
    Of the wind-encircled earth!
    In all climes we pitch our tents,
    Cronies of the elements,
    With the secret lords of birth
    Intimate and free.

    All the seaboard knows us
    From Fundy to the Keys;
    Every bend and every creek
    Of abundant Chesapeake;
    Ardise hills and Newport coves
    And the far-off orange groves,
    Where Floridian oceans break,
    Tropic tiger seas.

    Down the world with Marna,
    Tarrying there and here!
    Just as much at home in Spain
    As in Tangier or Touraine!
    Shakespeare's Avon knows us well,
    And the crags of Neufchâtel;
    And the ancient Nile is fain
    Of our coming near.

    Down the world with Marna,
    Daughter of the air!
    Marna of the subtle grace,
    And the vision in her face!
    Moving in the measures trod
    By the angels before God!
    With her sky-blue eyes amaze
    And her sea-blue hair!

    Marna with the trees' life
    In her veins a-stir!
    Marna of the aspen heart
    Where the sudden quivers start!
    Quick-responsive, subtle, wild!
    Artless as an artless child,
    Spite of all her reach of art!
    Oh, to roam with her!

    Marna with the wind's will,
    Daughter of the sea!
    Marna of the quick disdain,
    Starting at the dream of stain!
    At a smile with love aglow,
    At a frown a statued woe,
    Standing pinnacled in pain
    Till a kiss sets free!

    Down the world with Marna,
    Daughter of the fire!
    Marna of the deathless hope,
    Still alert to win new scope
    Where the wings of life may spread
    For a flight unhazarded!
    Dreaming of the speech to cope
    With the heart's desire!

    Marna of the far quest
    After the divine!
    Striving ever for some goal
    Past the blunder-god's control!
    Dreaming of potential years
    When no day shall dawn in fears!
    That's the Marna of my soul,
    Wander-bride of mine!



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