Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By RichardHovey1534 Envoy
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Beyond the village of his birth
Is but a lodger for the night
In this old wayside inn of earth.
And set out for the ways beyond
On the old trail from star to star,
An alien and a vagabond.
If any record of our names
Be blown about the hills of time,
Let no one sunder us in death,—
The man of paint, the men of rhyme,
This one thing only is of worth,—
We held the league of heart to heart
The only purpose of the earth.