Adieu, adieu! my native shore Fades o’er the water blue; The night-winds sigh, the breakers ro
Adieu, adieu! my native shore Fades o’er the water blue; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land – Good Night! A few short hours and He will rise, To give the Morrow birth; And I shall hail the main and skies, But not my mother Earth. Deserted is my own good Hall, Its hearth is desolate; Wild weeds are gathering on wall, My Dog howls at the gate. And now I’m in the world alone, Upon the wide, wide sea: But why should I for others groan, When none will sigh for me? Perchance my Dog will whine in vain, Till fed by stranger hands; But long ere I come back again He’d tear me where his stands. With thee my bark , I’ll swiftly go Athwart the foaming brine; Nor care what land thou bear’st me to, So not again to mine. Welcome, welcome, ye dark-blue waves, And when you fail my sight, Welcome, ye deserts, and ye caves! My native Land – Good night! Byron @galleryhouse_belinda @dorothycircus @jamesfreemangallery @kochxbos @coreyhelfordgallery #adieu #newyear https://www.instagram.com/p/Br_5A0lj5DQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=10pugvu1fr7ez -- source link
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