My star, I saw it high and far

 At the parting of the ways

 A light on the edge of the outer night

 Like silver set ablaze

 Where the round world plunges steeply down

 But on the old roads goes

 As an unseen bridge that on arches runs

 To coasts that no man knows



 I would not find the burning domes and sands

 Where reigns the sun, nor dare the snows

 Nor seek in mountains dark the landscapes

 Of men long lost to whom no pathway goes



 But where they bloom those flowers fair

 In what air or land they grow

 What words beyond the world I heard

 If you would seek for know



 brother, far afloat

 You must labour in the sea

 And find yourself things out of mind:

 You will learn no more of me



 I would not find the burning domes and sands

 Where reigns the sun, nor dare the snows

 Nor seek in mountains dark the landscapes

 Of men long lost to whom no pathway goes