<h3 id="The_Happy_Traveller">The Happy Traveller</h3>
<p>WHO is the monarch of the Road?<br/>
I, the happy rover!<br/>
Lord of the way which lies before<br/>
Up to the hill and over—<br/>
Owner of all beneath the blue,<br/>
On till the end, and after, too!</p>
<p>I am the monarch of the Road!<br/>
Mine are the keys of morning,<br/>
I know where evening keeps her store<br/>
Of stars for night’s adorning,<br/>
I know the wind’s wild will, and why<br/>
The lone thrush hurries down the sky!</p>
<p>I am the monarch of the Road!<br/>
My court I hold with singing,<br/>
Each bird a gay ambassador,<br/>
Each flower a censer, swinging;<br/>
And every little roadside thing<br/>
A wonder to confound a king.</p>
<p>I am the monarch of the Road!<br/>
I ask no leave for living;<br/>
I take no less, I seek no more<br/>
Than nature’s fullest giving—<br/>
And ever, westward with the day,<br/>
I travel to the far away!</p>
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