LONG ago I wished to leave " The house where I was born; " Long ago I used to grieve, My home seemed so forlorn. In other years, its silent rooms Were filled with haunting fears; Now, their very memory comes O'ercharged with tender tears. Life and marriage I have known, Things once deemed so bright; Now, how utterly is flown Every ray of light! 'Mid the unknown sea of life I no blest isle have found; At last, through all its wild wave's strife, My bark is homeward bound. Farewell, dark and rolling deep! Farewell, foreign shore! Open, in unclouded sweep, Thou glorious realm before! Yet, though I had safely pass'd That weary, vexed main, One loved voice, through surge and blast, Could call me back again. Though the soul's bright morning rose O'er Paradise for me, William! even from Heaven's repose I'd turn, invoked by thee! Storm nor surge should e'er arrest My soul, exulting then: All my heaven was once thy breast, Would it were mine again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HERETIC: 3. MOCKERY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER VARIATIONS FOR A SUMMER EVENING by MICHAEL ANANIA SOHRAB AND RUSTUM by MATTHEW ARNOLD ON A VIRTUOUS YOUNG GENTLEWOMAN THAT DIED SUDDENLY by WILLIAM CARTWRIGHT ARE THE CHILDREN AT HOME? by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER TO THE SKYLARK by BERNARD BARTON MAUDLIN'S SONG: 1, FR. MIDSUMMER EVE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY SPRING'S WOOING by NELLIE BRISTOW TO THE MOST HIGH AND MIGHTY PRINCE CHARLES by THOMAS CAMPION |