SHADES of evening, close not o'er us, Leave our lonely bark awhile! Morn, alas! will not restore us Yonder dim and distant isle; Still my fancy can discover Sunny spots where friends may dwell; Darker shadows round us hover, Isle of Beauty, fare thee well! 'T is the hour when happy faces Smile around the taper's light; Who will fill our vacant places? Who will sing our songs to-night? Through the mist that floats above us, Faintly sounds the vesper bell, Like a voice from those who love us, Breathing, fondly, fare thee well! When the waves are round me breaking, As I pace the deck alone, And my eye in vain is seeking Some green leaf to rest upon; What would not I give to wander Where my old companions dwell? Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, fare thee well! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HEART OF A WOMAN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE TROPICS IN NEW YORK by CLAUDE MCKAY WILLIE WINKIE by WILLIAM MILLER WOMAN'S WILL by JOHN GODFREY SAXE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 129 by ALFRED TENNYSON |