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TRAVELLING by HENRY DAVID THOREAU

Poet Analysis

First Line: IF E'ER OUR MINDS BE ILL AT EASE
Last Line: TO FIND US OUT IN EVERY PLACE.
Subject(s): TRAVEL; JOURNEYS; TRIPS;
If e'er our minds be ill at ease
It is in vain to cross the seas
Or when the fates do prove unkind
To leave our native land behind.
The ship becalmed at length stands still
The steed will rest beneath the hill.
But swiftly still our fortunes pace
To find us out in every place.



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