Illuc unde negant redire quemquam

I am bound upon a journey whence nought may turn me back,
And every day towards the goal I ride along the track,
Be it dry or be it wet,
Aye, though the streams be up and overflowing.
I do not fear the murderers, no, not a whit, in sooth,
Nor yet the robbers on the roads; trust me, 'tis the truth!
Though kings be wroth and princes threat,
I cease not for an instant in my going.
Lords, to check me, forth may fare,
And barons, who above us hold ascendant;
Each to other let them swear,
With them their loyal vassals too, down to the last dependent;
Nay, all the strongholds on the earth belike might bar my course:—
Nought could mislead me from the path
Which all unwillingly I take perforce.