Isle Of Beauty
Sliades of evening close not o'er ua, Leavo mir 1' nely bark awhile, Morn, alas ! will not restore us Yonder dim and distant isla ; Still my fancy can discover Suuny spots where friends niay dweil Darker ahadows round us hover - . Isle ol beanLy, fare thee well. 'Tis the hour wlien happy faces Sraile around the taper light, Yiho will till our vacant places 1 Who will sing our song to-night 1 ■ïliough the niists that lloat above us FainUy sounds tlie resper bell, Like the vokie of those tbat love us Ureatliiüg fondly, fare thee well. When the waves are rouod me breaking, As I pace the deck alone, And my eye in vain is soeking Sume green leaf to rest upon ; Whal would I not give to wander Where my oíd comaTiions dweil, Absence tuakes the heart grow tender - Isle of beautj', fare -thee well.
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