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I've followed my restless heart
To the uttermost ends of earth--
New stars arise in alien skies,
Yet what is my roving worth?
Have I wasted my wealth of years
In a profitless wayside mart,
And garnered a crop of rue and tears
From heritage-seeds of dearth?
Aye, the way is ever new--
It may be right or it may be wrong
And my love be false or true--
So long as the rainbow hold,
And its glittering arch extend,
I'm off for the pot of fairy gold
On a road without an end!

 

On a road without an end--
Though Fate be harsh or kind--
Ah, Love may sleep and eyes may weep,
But we've left the world behind!

 

I've followed my fleeting love
From the east to the luring west,
And north and south through flood and drouth
I've carried my soul's unrest.
Have I bartered my house and home,
And my hopes of Heaven above,
For a castle built of fairy foam
And a maiden's merry jest?
Aye, my palace of a dream
May be over far away--
Ye know, who follow the rainbow-gleam,
How dear is the price ye pay!
Ye know, and yet ever bold,
Wherever the trail may trend,
Ye're off for the pot of fairy gold
On a road without an end!

 

On a road without an end--
With never a goal to find--
Ah, Love may die and so may I,
But we've left the world behind!