Where Art Thou?

I say to thee, to whom are given
all the joys of earth, I am driven

o'er hills and vales, lakes and seas,
groves and dirt, ground and trees,

that I may find, in all the world,
some glorious message, sign unfurl'd:

"To him awaiting, search no longer,
for it is found: be you stronger!

She seeks thee out, have you no fear,
Stay where you stand, shed nary a tear!"

Alas, however, I know 'tis true
that that which I should ever pursue

must be sought by me and will not come
until I myself be not so mum!