Once only by the garden gate Our lips were joined and parted. I must fulfil an empty fate And travel the uncharted.
Hail and farewell! I must arise,
- Leave here the fatted cattle,
- And paint on foreign lands and skies
- My Odyssey of battle.
The untented Kosmos my abode, I pass, a wilful stranger: My mistress still the open road And the bright eyes of danger.
Come ill or well, the cross, the crown, The rainbow or the thunder, I fling my soul and body down For God to plough them under.