Up, heart of mine, <br />Thou wayfarer of Earth! <br />Of seed divine, <br />Be mindful of thy birth. <br />Though the flesh faint <br />Through long-endured constraint <br />Of nights and days, <br />Lift up thy praise <br />To Life, that set thee in such strenuous ways, <br />And left thee not <br />To drowse and rot <br />In some thick-perfumed and luxurious plot. <br /> <br />Strong, strong is Earth, <br />With vigour for thy feet, <br />To make thy wayfaring <br />Tireless and fleet. <br />And good is Earth– <br />But Earth not all thy good, <br />O thou with seed of suns <br />And star-fire in thy blood. <br /> <br />And though thou feel <br />The slow clog of the hours <br />Leaden upon thy heel, <br />[Page 52] <br />Put forth thy powers. <br />Thine the deep sky, <br />The unpreëmpted blue, <br />The haste of storm, <br />The hush of dew. <br />Thine, thine the free <br />Exalt of star and tree, <br />The reinless run <br />Of wind and sun, <br />The vagrance of the sea!<br /><br />Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wayfarer-of-earth/
