Here's a poem said to be written by Eliot titled 'Departure and Arrival'.
I'm copying it out from the following link:
http://www.paklinks.com/gs/images-central/66393-for-all-my-friends-out-there.html

There are other links at Google that mention this poem but don't provide the text.
Could someone guide me to an authentic source where I could find this poem?

Departure and Arrival
T.S. Eliot

Standing upon the shores of all we know
We linger for a moment doubtfully,
Then with a song upon our lips, sail we
Across the harbor bar -- no chart to show
No light to warn of rocks which lie below,
But let us put forth courageously.

Although the path be tortuous and slow,
Although it bristles with a thousand fears,
To hopeful eye of youth it still appears
A lane by which the rose and hawthorn grow
We hope it may be, would that we might know
Would we might look into the future years.

Great duties call--the twentieth century
More grandly dowered than those which came before,
Summons -- who knows what time may hold in store,
Or what great deed the distant years may see,
What conquest over pain and misery,
What heroes greater than were ever of yore.

But if this century is to be more great
Than those before, her sons must make her so
And we are of her sons, and we must go
With eager hearts to help mould well her fate,
And see that she shall gain such proud estate
And shall on future centuries bestow.

A legacy of benefits -- may we
In future years be found with those who try
To labour for the good until they die,
And ask no other question than to know
That they have helped the cause of victory,
That with their aid the flag is raised so high.

Sometime in distant years when we are grown
Gray-haired and old, whatever be our lot,
We shall desire to see again the spot
Which, whatever we have been or done
Or to what distant lands we may have gone,
Through all the years will never have been forgot.

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CR