Read XL — An End Of Travel of Songs of Travel and other verses, free online book, by Robert Louis Stevenson, on ReadCentral.com.

   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.

Vailima.

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