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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>‘O Θεòς μετα σου!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ho Thëos meta sou — God be with you!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">FAREWELL, my Highland lassie! when the year returns around,<br>Be it Greece, or be it Norway, where my vagrant feet are found,<br>I shall call to mind the place, I shall call to mind the day,<br>The day that’s gone for ever, and the glen that’s far away;<br>I shall mind me, be it Rhine or Rhone, Italian land or France,<br>Of the laughings and the whispers, of the pipings and the dance;<br>I shall see thy soft brown eyes dilate to wakening woman thought,<br>And whiter still the white cheek grow to which the blush was brought;<br>And oh, with mine commixing I thy breath of life shall feel,<br>And clasp thy shyly passive hands in joyous Highland reel;<br>I shall hear, and see, and feel, and in sequence sadly true,<br>Shall repeat the bitter-sweet of the lingering last adieu;<br>I shall seem as now to leave thee, with the kiss upon the brow,<br>And the fervent benediction of—‘O Θεòς μετα σου!<br>Ah me, my Highland lassie! though in winter drear and long<br>Deep arose the heavy snows, and the stormy winds were strong,<br>Though the rain, in summer’s brightest, it were raining every day,<br>With worldly comforts few and far, how glad were I to stay!<br>I fall to sleep with dreams of life in some black bothie spent,<br>Coarse poortith’s ware thou changing there to gold of pure content,<br>With barefoot lads and lassies round, and thee the cheery wife,<br>In the braes of old Lochaber a laborious homely life;<br>But I wake—to leave thee, smiling, with the kiss upon the brow,<br>And the peaceful benediction of—‘O Θεòς μετα σου!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Hugh+Clough">Arthur Hugh Clough</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118196" data-title="‘O Θεòς μετα σου! de Arthur Hugh Clough" data-description="Ho Thëos meta sou — God be with you!/ . . . . ./FAREWELL, my Highland lassie! when the year returns around,/Be it Greece, or be it Norway, where my vagrant feet are found,/I shall call to mind the place, I shall call to mind the day,/The day ..."></div> </div> </div>
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