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FACING west, from California's shores, Inquiring, tireless, seeking what is yet unfound, I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar, Look off the shores of my Western Sea--the circle almost circled; For, starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere, From Asia--from the north--from the God, the sage, and the hero, From the south--from the flowery peninsulas, and the spice islands; Long having wander'd since--round the earth having wander'd, Now I face home again--very pleas'd and joyous; (But where is what I started for, so long ago? 10 And why is it yet unfound?) Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |