The Soul Of A Century/The song of an adventurer
THE SONG OF AN ADVENTURER
The home of my fathers was far, far away
(How far and how long ago, I cannot learn)
For lands that were steeped in a maddening fray,
Shattered and ruined in a desperate fray
For lands wasted thus, I no longer yearn.
When ’er I return I find ample proof
That I am a stranger in this new found home.
How strange all appears beneath the new roof,
Where people are huddled beneath a low roof
How strange and unkind the land I now roam.
The flames in my heart burn, fanned by a breeze
In a desolate chamber I am forging my shield.
I am longing to reach the realms of far seas,
Over the waves of strange stormy seas,
To strike at the elements and force them to yield.
When in my dreams the tempests I’ll face
Feeble with rapture I’ll toss on the slopes
Strange mystic hurricanes I will embrace
Mysterious passions I will embrace,
That do not mirror my unfathomed hopes.
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was legally published within the United States (or the United Nations Headquarters in New York subject to Section 7 of the United States Headquarters Agreement) between 1929 and 1977 (inclusive) without a copyright notice. The longest-living author of this work died in 1987, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 36 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.
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