“No farther will I travel: once again
My brethren I will see, and that fair plain
Where I and song were born.”

— George Eliot

The Legend of Jubal (1869)
Context: No farther will I travel: once again
My brethren I will see, and that fair plain
Where I and song were born. There fresh-voiced youth
Will pour my strains with all the early truth
Which now abides not in my voice and hands,
But only in the soul, the will that stands
Helpless to move. My tribe remembering Will cry,
"'Tis he!" and run to greet me, welcoming.

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English novelist, journalist and translator 1819–1880

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“No farther will I travel: once again
My brethren I will see, and that fair plain
Where I and song were born.”