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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Published by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (3346 reads)
Among the tourists I alone


Among the tourists I alone
    Now stand in silence where
Upon this alter step of stone
    Columbus knelt in prayer.
Before this very shrine he bent,
    By this same virgin blest,
E'er yet he made a Continent
    His golden quest.

Now nigh five centuries have gone;
    New York and New Orleans,
Chicago, Pittsburgh, Washington
    Surpass his wildest dreams.
Detroit, Seattle, Hollywood,
    Milwaukee and St. Paul
Exceed his hopes, but oh how good
    To scram them all!

Columbus, Man of Destiny,
    Revealed a region vast.
A pilgrim of romance I be,
    Discovering the Past. . . .
Though of the New World long apart,
    Because I love you best,
Old world, to you with hungry heart
    I come for Rest.

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