Poems (Blake)/Away from Home
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AWAY FROM HOME.
The sunset falls across the sea In flakes of golden light,While the good ship sails fast and free Into the silent night;But while I watch with dazzled eyes The fading smile of day,My heart is with our eastern skies, And loved ones far away.
I hear the rippling of the waves Like some sweet thought that thrillsWhen the cool evening breezes play On our New England hills;While at each murmured word that breaks Across the tinkling spray,Some echoing chord of memory wakes For loved ones far away.
And as the moonbeams' silver light Falls trembling from above,To shine across the wooded height And bless the home I love, I know what eyes will meet it there, What soul and lips will prayThat God may hold in tender care Their loved one far away.
O life is bright as heaven above When youth and hope are free;O earth is fair and full of love On land and shore and sea;But earth would dim and hope depart If nearer day by dayI could not lead this longing heart To loved ones far away.