I thought that my voyage had come to its end br at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed, br that provisions were exhausted br and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity. br br But I find that thy will knows no end in me. br And when old words die out on the tongue, br new melodies break forth from the heart; br and where the old tracks are lost, br new country is revealed with its wonders.