Hail! voyagers, hail! Whence e'er ye come, where'er ye rove, No calmer strand, No sweeter land, Will e'er ye view, than the Land of Love! Hail! voyagers, hail! To these, our shores, soft gales invite: The palm plumes wave, The billows lave, And hither point fix'd stars of light! Hail! voyagers, hail! Think not our groves wide brood with gloom; In this, our isle, Bright flowers smile: Full urns, rose-heaped, these valleys bloom. Hail! voyagers, hail! Be not deceived; renounce vain things; Ye may not find A tranquil mind, Though hence ye sail with swiftest wings. Hail! voyagers, hail! Time flies full fast; life soon is o'er; And ye may mourn, that hither borne, Ye left behind our pleasant shore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LEGEND OF BREGENZ by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER THE LAMP [LAMPE] by HENRY VAUGHAN A VOICE PROPHETIC by WALT WHITMAN STANZAS TO AN AFFECTIONATE AND PIOUS PARENT, ON THE DEATH OF HER CHILD by BERNARD BARTON REFLECTIONS ON THE FOREGOING ACCOUNT by JOHN BYROM AN ELEGY UPON THE UNTIMELY DEATH OF PRINCE HENRY by THOMAS CAMPION MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: SONG. NIGHT by THOMAS CAMPION |