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Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920.

Lionel Johnson1867–1902

To a Traveller

THE MOUNTAINS, and the lonely death at last

Upon the lonely mountains: O strong friend!

The wandering over, and the labour passed,

Thou art indeed at rest:

Earth gave thee of her best,

That labour and this end.

Earth was thy mother, and her true son thou:

Earth called thee to a knowledge of her ways,

Upon the great hills, up the great streams: now

Upon earth’s kindly breast

Thou art indeed at rest:

Thou, and thine arduous days.

Fare thee well, O strong heart! The tranquil night

Looks calmly on thee: and the sun pours down

His glory over thee, O heart of might!

Earth gives thee perfect rest:

Earth, whom thy swift feet pressed:

Earth, whom the vast stars crown.