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But There Are Wanderers O'er Eternity Whose Bark Drives On And On, And Anchor'd Ne'er Shall Be.
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But there are wanderers o'er Eternity
Whose bark drives on and on, and anchor'd ne'er shall be.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
-- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 70
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All tenantless, save to the crannying wind.
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And there was mounting in hot haste.
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And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.
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Battle's magnificently stern array.
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By the blue rushing of the arrowy Rhone.
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In solitude, where we are least alone.
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On the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.
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