I will go my ways from the city, and then, maybe, My heart shall forget one woman's voice, and her lips; I will arise, and set my face to the sea, Among stranger-folk and in the wandering ships. The world is great, and the bounds of it who shall set? It may be I shall find, somewhere in the world I shall find, A land that my feet may abide in; then I shall forget The woman I loved, and the years that are left behind. But, if the ends of the world are not wide enough To out-weary my heart, and to find for my heart some fold, I will go back to the city, and her I love, And look on her face, and remember the days of old. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAYS TOO SHORT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A WOMAN'S ANSWER by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER THE TRANCE by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 14. TO THE HON. CHARLES TOWNSHEND - FROM THE COUNTRY by MARK AKENSIDE |