Poems (Toke)/Lines for music (Trough distant lands I've wandered far)

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4623773Poems — Lines for musicEmma Toke
LINES FOR MUSIC.
TROUGH distant lands I've wandered far,
And basked 'neath sunny skies;
I've revelled in the joyous breeze,
Where Alpine mountains rise:
But never throbbed my heart so high,
With hope and gladness then,
As now, when o'er the waves I see
Those snow-white cliffs again.

Talk not of balmy southern skies,
Bright though their hues may be;
For warm glad hearts and beaming eyes
Are worth them all to me:
And such I know await me now,
Across that dark blue main,—
Oh, for a bird's swift wing to reach
Those snow-white cliffs again!

For though all wild with youth and joy,
I've loved afar to roam,
Yet oft in dreams those pleading eyes
Have gently lured me home;
And now at last, my heart beats high
With rapture almost pain,
As o'er the waves I bound, to reach
Those snow-white cliffs again.

E.

February 26, 1847.