Poems (Charlotte Allen)/The Departure
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THE DEPARTURE.
The canvas is spread and the anchor is weighed,
The time of departure quite long hath been staid;
The breeze freshens up, while the waters are high,
The sun in his splendor illumines the sky;
The pure breath of ocean I long to inhale,
Ere night throws its shadows around us I sail.
As onward I speed o'er the ocean's wide breast,
The "pleasures of memory" will be my lone guest.
I'll think of the loved ones, the absent and good,
That long on the shrine of affection hath stood;
May the richest of blessings descend from above,
Enfolding them all in the mantle of love.
The ropes they are coiling, the proud swelling sail,
Is flapping impatiently in the fresh gale;
The pennant is streaming aloft in the air,
All ready the vessel's despatches to bear.
The ocean I love, and 'tis rapture to me,
To bound over the crest of the sparkling sea.
The music of waters, the low murmur nigh,
Falls sweet on my ear as the summer wind's sigh.
I go, and forever may happiness dwell,
Among thee, and with thee, and now fare thee well.
The time of departure quite long hath been staid;
The breeze freshens up, while the waters are high,
The sun in his splendor illumines the sky;
The pure breath of ocean I long to inhale,
Ere night throws its shadows around us I sail.
As onward I speed o'er the ocean's wide breast,
The "pleasures of memory" will be my lone guest.
I'll think of the loved ones, the absent and good,
That long on the shrine of affection hath stood;
May the richest of blessings descend from above,
Enfolding them all in the mantle of love.
The ropes they are coiling, the proud swelling sail,
Is flapping impatiently in the fresh gale;
The pennant is streaming aloft in the air,
All ready the vessel's despatches to bear.
The ocean I love, and 'tis rapture to me,
To bound over the crest of the sparkling sea.
The music of waters, the low murmur nigh,
Falls sweet on my ear as the summer wind's sigh.
I go, and forever may happiness dwell,
Among thee, and with thee, and now fare thee well.