“Footprints, that perhaps another,
Travelling o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.”

Night, st. 6
Songs of Innocence (1789–1790)

Source: A Thousand Splendid Suns

Source: Desert Places

About poems that moves her to tears
First World War centenary: the war poem that moves the Duchess of Cornwall to tears The Daily Telegraph 28 June 2014 http://www.telegraph.co.uk/history/world-war-one/10932405/First-World-War-centenary-the-war-poem-that-moves-the-Duchess-of-Cornwall-to-tears.html#disqus_thread

Vol. 2, ch. 18, p. 20 books.google http://books.google.de/books?id=d68gSzbih8QC&q=remarked
On his famous remark, in August of 1914, about the impending outbreak of the First World War
Cf. John Alfred Spender: Life, Journalism and Politics, Vol. 2, Frederick A. Stokes Company, New York 1927. Chp. 20, p. 14 archive.org http://www.archive.org/stream/lifejournalismpo02jasprich#page/14/mode/2up and w:The lamps are going out.
Twenty-five Years (1925)
Context: A friend came to see me on one of the evenings of the last week — he thinks it was on Monday, August 3rd. We were standing at a window of my room in the Foreign Office. It was getting dusk, and the lamps were being lit in the space below... My friend recalls that I remarked on this with the words, "The lamps are going out all over Europe: we shall not see them lit again in our life-time."

Original: (pt) Viajar? Para viajar basta existir. [...] Para quê viajar? Em Madrid, em Berlim, na Pérsia, na China, nos Pólos ambos, onde estaria eu senão em mim mesmo, e no tipo e género das minhas sensações?

A vida é o que fazemos dela. As viagens são os viajantes. O que vemos não é o que vemos, senão o que somos.
Source: The Book of Disquiet, p. 360
Context: To travel? In order to travel it's enough to be. […] Why travel? In Madrid, in Berlin, in Persia, in China, at the Poles both, where would I be but in myself, and in the sort and kind of my sensations?

Life is what we make of it. Travels are travellers. What we see is not what we see but what we are.

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 396.