If I were bound to travel round the world
And follow forth the sun in perfect time
Would not I be in constant afternoons?
Would not I come to mountains bound to climb?
If sunset starts at sundown in the place
And wanderers doth follow close behind
Will sunset last eternally to them
Or will the night forever cross their mind?
Would sun stop be a golden happy heart?
Or would'st thou yearn for yellow burning noon?
And should a straggler dare to stop and wait
t'would overcome with terror at the moon
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