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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Australian Emigrant</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How dazzling the sunbeams awoke on the spray,<br>When Australia first rose in the distance away,<br>As welcome to us on the deck of the bark,<br>As the dove to the vision of those in the ark!<br>What fairylike fancies appear’d to the view<br>As nearer and nearer the haven we drew!<br>What castles were built and rebuilt in the brain,<br>To totter and crumble to nothing again! <br>We had roam’d o’er the ocean—had travers’d a path,<br>Where the tempest surrounded and shriek’d in its wrath:<br>Alike we had roll’d in the hurricane’s breath,<br>And slumber’d on waters as silent as death:<br>We had watch’d the Day breaking each morn on the main,<br>And had seen it sink down in the billows again;<br>For week after week, till dishearten’d we thought<br>An age would elapse ere we enter’d the port. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How often while ploughing the ‘watery waste’,<br>Our thoughts—from the Future have turn’d to the Past;<br>How often our bosoms have heav’d with regret;<br>For faces and scenes we could never forget:<br>For we’d seen as the shadows o’er-curtain’d our minds<br>The cliffs of old England receding behind;<br>And had turned in our tears from the view of the shore,<br>The land of our childhood, to see it no more. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when that red morning awoke from its sleep,<br>To show us this land like a cloud on the deep;<br>And when the warm sunbeams imparted their glow,<br>To the heavens above and the ocean below;<br>The hearts had been aching then revell’d with joy,<br>And a pleasure was tasted exempt from alloy;<br>The souls had been heavy grew happy and light<br>And all was forgotten in present delight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">’Tis true—of the hopes that were verdant that day<br>There is more than the half of them withered away:<br>’Tis true that emotions of temper’d regret,<br>Still live for the country we’ll never forget;<br>But yet we are happy, since learning to love<br>The scenes that surround us—the skies are above,<br>We find ourselves bound, as it were by a spell,<br>In the clime we’ve adopted contented to dwell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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As welcome to us on the deck of the bark,
As the dove to the vision of those in the ark!
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