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The Port of Missing Men. Nicholson, Meredith, 1866–1947 
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THE PORT OF MISSING MEN

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THE PORT
OF MISSING MEN

By

MEREDITH NICHOLSON


Author of
The House of a Thousand Candles
The Main Chance
Zelda Dameron
etc.With Illustrations by
CLARENCE F. UNDERWOOD

Then Sir Pellinore put off his armour;
then a little afore midnight they heard
the trotting of an horse. Be ye still, said
King Pellinore, for we shall hear of some
adventure.Malory.

INDIANAPOLIS THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY
PUBLISHERS

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COPYRIGHT 1907
THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY
JANUARY

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To the Memory of
Herman Rountze

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THE SHINING ROAD

  • Come, sweetheart, let us ride away beyond the city's bound,
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  • And seek what pleasant lands across the distant hills are found.
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  • There is a golden light that shines beyond the verge of dawn,
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  • And there are happy highways leading on and always on;
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  • So, sweetheart, let us mount and ride, with never a backward glance,
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  • To find the pleasant shelter of the Valley of Romance.
    6
  • Before us, down the golden road, floats dust from charging steeds,
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  • Where two adventurous companies clash loud in mighty deeds;
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  • And from the tower that stands alert like some tall, beckoning pine,
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  • E'en now, my heart, I see afar the lights of welcome shine!
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  • So loose the rein and cheer the steed and let us race away
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  • To seek the lands that lie beyond the Borders of To-day,
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  • Draw rein and rest a moment here in this cool vale of peace;
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  • The race half-run, the goal half-won, half won the sure release!
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  • To right and left are flowery fields, and brooks go singing down
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  • To mock the sober folk who still are prisoned in the town.
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  • Now to the trail again, dear heart; my arm and blade are true,
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  • And on some plain ere night descend I'll break a lance for you!
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  • O sweetheart, it is good to find the pathway shining clear!
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  • The road is broad, the hope is sure, and you are near and dear!
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  • So loose the rein and cheer the steed and let us race away
    21
  • To seek the lands that lie beyond the borders of To-day. Oh, we shall hear at last, my heart, a cheering welcome cried
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  • As o'er a clattering drawbridge through the Gate of Dreams we ride!
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