An Anthology of Modern Bohemian Poetry/I go, nor know whither

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Karel Babánek (b. 1872).




I go, nor know whither, and o’er the world stray
And I know not the place where my footsteps I stay.

I go like a leaf, from its resting-place torn,
That afar on the tempest of autumn is borne.

I go, nor know whither, no comrade have I,
But I ask not the way, without heaving a sigh.

I, vagabond, king, o’er the world wander free,
In the train of my yearning I ever shall flee.

In the train of my yearning, each day as it goes,
Till slumber eternal shall bring me repose.


"Songs of a Vagabond" (1902).