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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Outward Bound
By Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1836–1907)
 
I LEAVE behind me the elm-shadowed square
  And carven portals of the silent street,
  And wander on with listless, vagrant feet
Through seaward-leading alleys, till the air
Smells of the sea, and straightway then the care        5
  Slips from my heart, and life once more is sweet.
  At the lane’s ending lie the white-winged fleet.
O restless Fancy, whither wouldst thou fare?
Here are brave pinions that shall take thee far—
  Gaunt hulks of Norway; ships of red Ceylon;        10
    Slim-masted lovers of the blue Azores!
’Tis but an instant hence to Zanzibar,
  Or to the regions of the Midnight Sun:
    Ionian isles are thine, and all the fairy shores!
 
 
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