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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339835" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Exile's Farewell</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ocean heaves around us still<br>With long and measured swell,<br>The autumn gales our canvas fill,<br>Our ship rides smooth and well.<br>The broad Atlantic's bed of foam<br>Still breaks against our prow;<br>I shed no tears at quitting home,<br>Nor will I shed them now!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Against the bulwarks on the poop<br>I lean, and watch the sun<br>Behind the red horizon stoop —<br>His race is nearly run.<br>Those waves will never quench his light,<br>O'er which they seem to close,<br>To-morrow he will rise as bright<br>As he this morning rose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How brightly gleams the orb of day<br>Across the trackless sea!<br>How lightly dance the waves that play<br>Like dolphins in our lee!<br>The restless waters seem to say,<br>In smothered tones to me,<br>How many thousand miles away<br>My native land must be!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Speak, Ocean! is my Home the same<br>Now all is new to me? —<br>The tropic sky's resplendent flame,<br>The vast expanse of sea?<br>Does all around her, yet unchanged,<br>The well-known aspect wear?<br>Oh! can the leagues that I have ranged<br>Have made no difference there? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How vivid Recollection's hand<br>Recalls the scene once more!<br>I see the same tall poplars stand<br>Beside the garden door;<br>I see the bird-cage hanging still;<br>And where my sister set<br>The flowers in the window-sill —<br>Can they be living yet?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let woman's nature cherish grief,<br>I rarely heave a sigh<br>Before emotion takes relief<br>In listless apathy;<br>While from my pipe the vapours curl<br>Towards the evening sky,<br>And 'neath my feet the billows whirl<br>In dull monotony!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sky still wears the crimson streak<br>Of Sol's departing ray,<br>Some briny drops are on my cheek,<br>'Tis but the salt sea spray!<br>Then let our barque the ocean roam,<br>Our keel the billows plough;<br>I shed no tears at quitting home,<br>Nor will I shed them now! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Adam Lindsay Gordon</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Adam+Lindsay+Gordon">Adam Lindsay Gordon</a><div class=q>
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With long and measured swell,
The autumn gales our canvas fill,
Our ship rides smooth and well.
The broad Atlantic's bed of foam
Still breaks against our prow;
I shed no tears at quitting home,
Nor will I shed them..."></div>
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