WHERE are the vintage songs Wandering in glee? Where dance the peasant bands Joyous and free. Under a kind blue sky, Where doth my birthplace lie? -- Far o'er the sea. Where floats the myrtle scent O'er vale and lea, When evening calls the dove Homewards to flee! Where doth the orange gleam Soft on my native stream? -- Far o'er the sea! Where are sweet eyes of love Watching for me? Where o'er the cabin roof Waves the green tree? Where speaks the vesper-chime Still of a holy time? -- Far o'er the sea! Dance on, ye vintage bands! Fearless and free; Still fresh and greenly wave, My father's tree! Still smile, ye kind, blue skies! Though your son pines and dies Far o'er the sea! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENGLAND (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE JUDGE NOT by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER UPON HIS PICTURE by THOMAS RANDOLPH IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: LIBERTY, EQUALITY ... by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A NIGHT FANCY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE SONGS FOR MY MOTHER: 4. HER STORIES by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |