WITH faltering step would I depart, From home and friend that claimed my heart -- And the big tear would dim mine eye, Fixed on the scenes of early years, (Each spot some pleasure past endears) And I would mingle with a sigh The accents of the farewell lay -- But for my love that's far way! Friends and dear native land, adieu! In hope we part -- no tears bedew My cheek -- no dark regrets alloy The buoyant feelings of the hour That leads me to my ladye's bower -- My breast throbs with a wondrous joy, While every life-pulse seems to say -- "Haste to thy love that's far away!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE AT SEA by THEOPHILE GAUTIER PER PACEM AD LUCEM by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER TO SHELLEY by JOHN BANISTER TABB CRADLE SONG by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE UNSEEN WORLD by CRAVEN LANGSTROTH BETTS HASTINGS' SONNETS: 6 by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES ON THE MARIEN CAPELLE, CARLSBAD by ROWLAND EYLES EGERTON-WARBURTON THE GARDEN by EMMA CATHERINE (MANLY) EMBURY TO HENRIK ISBSEN ON ENTERING HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH YEAR by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE |