Adventurers
Seemingly over the hill-tops, Possibly under the hills, A tireless wing that never drops, And a song that never stills. Epics heard on the stars' lips? Lyrics read in the dew? To sing the song at our finger-tips, And live the world anew! Cavaliers of the Corts kind, Bold and stern and strong, And, oh, for a fine and muscular mind To sing a new-world's song! Sailing seas of the silver morn, Winds of the balm and spice, To put the old-world art to scorn At the price of any price! Danger, death, but the hope high! God's, if the propose fail! Into the deeds of a vaster sky Sailing a dauntless sail.
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"Seemingly over the hill-tops,..."
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