Page:Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine 34 1833.pdf/20



Where are the vintage-songs Wandering in glee? Where dance the peasants-bands Joyous and free? Under a kind blue sky, Where doth my birth-place lie? —Far o'er the sea!

Where floats the myrtle-scent O'er vale and lea, When evening calls the dove Homewards to flee? Where doth the orange gleam Soft on my native stream? —Far o'er the sea!

Where; are sweet eyes of Love Watching for me? Where, o'er the cabin roof, Waves the green tree? Where speaks the vesper-chime Still of a holy time? —Far o'er the sea!

Dance on, ye vintage-bands, Fearless and free! Still fresh and greenly wave, My father's tree! Still smile, ye kind blue skies! Though your son pines and dies Far o'er the sea!