I Hate To Tell Again A Tale

To-morrow We Embark Upon The Boundless Sea.

Base Wealth Preferring To Eternal Praise.

I Am A Part Of All That I Have Met. Yet, Experience Is An Arch Wherethro Gleams That Untravl'd World Whose Margin Fades Forever And Forever When I Move.

Tell Me, O Muse, Of Travellers Far And Wide

The Lot Of Man-to Suffer And Die.