XXIII
Beyond the blue, mountainous outline
That closes the round of to-day
I hear the shadowy nation
At their song and their dance and their play.
That closes the round of to-day
I hear the shadowy nation
At their song and their dance and their play.
O People, whose age is unnumber'd,
Great men who have wander'd afar,
And women whose wildering beauty
Made ruin and havoc and war;
Great men who have wander'd afar,
And women whose wildering beauty
Made ruin and havoc and war;
Ye dwellers in hidden valleys,
Untroubled by laws and by creeds,
Ye are one with the floods and the whirlwinds,
Ye suffer no more with earth's needs.
Untroubled by laws and by creeds,
Ye are one with the floods and the whirlwinds,
Ye suffer no more with earth's needs.
Though your hearts will wander forever,
Ye ride winds that are swift as the heart;
Though ye thirst, ye have streams that are mighty,
Nor desire nor its fill dwell apart.
Ye ride winds that are swift as the heart;
Though ye thirst, ye have streams that are mighty,
Nor desire nor its fill dwell apart.
Ye turbulent, passionate People,
To whom hills and the hollows belong,
Set a sign on your pathways and dwellings
Lest I follow the quieter throng.
To whom hills and the hollows belong,
Set a sign on your pathways and dwellings
Lest I follow the quieter throng.