Adieu, adieu! my native shore <br />Fades o'ver the waters blue; <br />The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, <br />And shrieks the wild sea-mew. <br />Yon sun that sets upon the sea <br />We follow in his flight; <br />Farewell awhile to him and thee, <br />My native Land-Good Night! <br />A few short hours, and he will rise <br />To give the morrow birth; <br />And I shall hail the main and skies, <br />But not my mother earth. <br />Deserted is my own good hall, <br />Its hearth is desolate; <br />Wild weeds are gathering on the wall; <br />My dog howls at the gate.<br /><br />George Gordon Byron<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/adieu-adieu-my-native-shore/
