Robert Louis Stevenson

An End of Travel

Let now your soul in this substantial world
Some anchor strike.  Be here the body moored; -
This spectacle immutably from now
The picture in your eye; and when time strikes,
And the green scene goes on the instant blind -
The ultimate helpers, where your horse to-day
Conveyed you dreaming, bear your body dead.

From Songs of Travel

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