Farewell to the land where the clouds love to rest, Like the shroud of the dead on the mountain's cold breast; To the cataract's roar where the eagles reply, And the lake her lone bosom expands to the sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) ODE ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE by THOMAS GRAY AMORETTI: 64 by EDMUND SPENSER THE WINDOW; OR, THE SONG OF THE WRENS: MARRIAGE MORNING by ALFRED TENNYSON EPIGRAM by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS REBEL FAITH by WILLIAM ROSE BENET ON READING THE 'RUBAIYAT' OF OMAR KHAYYAM IN A KENTISH ROSE GARDEN by MATHILDE BLIND |