Far off in the sea is Marlena, <br />A land of shades and streams, <br />A land of many delights, <br />Dark and bold, thy shores, Marlena; <br />But green, and timorous, thy soft knolls, <br />Crouching behind the woodlands. <br />All shady thy hills; all gleaming thy springs, <br />Like eyes in the earth looking at you. <br />How charming thy haunts, Marlena!-- <br />Oh, the waters that flow through Onimoo; <br />Oh, the leaves that rustle through Ponoo: <br />Oh, the roses that blossom in Tarma. <br />Come, and see the valley of Vina: <br />How sweet, how sweet, the Isles from Hina: <br />'Tis aye afternoon of the full, full moon, <br />And ever the season of fruit, <br />And ever the hour of flowers, <br />And never the time of rains and gales, <br />All in and about Marlena. <br />Soft sigh the boughs in the stilly air, <br />Soft lap the beach the billows there; <br />And in the woods or by the streams, <br />You needs must nod in the Land of Dreams.<br /><br />Herman Melville<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/marlena-2/
