A Rhapsody
Oh, to loiter where
The sea breaks white
In wild delight
And throws her kisses evermore,
A slave unto the palm-set shore!
Oh, to wander where
The gray moss clings
And south wind sings
Forever, low, enchantingly,
Of islands girdled by the sea!
Oh, I'll journey back
Some day; some day
I'll go away,—
Forsake my land of mountain pine,
To win the heart that captured mine!
Oh, to loiter where
The sea breaks white
In wild delight
And throws her kisses evermore,
A slave unto the palm-set shore!
Oh, to wander where
The gray moss clings
And south wind sings
Forever, low, enchantingly,
Of islands girdled by the sea!
Oh, I'll journey back
Some day; some day
I'll go away,—
Forsake my land of mountain pine,
To win the heart that captured mine!
The sea breaks white
In wild delight
And throws her kisses evermore,
A slave unto the palm-set shore!
Oh, to wander where
The gray moss clings
And south wind sings
Forever, low, enchantingly,
Of islands girdled by the sea!
Oh, I'll journey back
Some day; some day
I'll go away,—
Forsake my land of mountain pine,
To win the heart that captured mine!
Oh, to loiter where
The sea breaks white
In wild delight
And throws her kisses evermore,
A slave unto the palm-set shore!
Oh, to wander where
The gray moss clings
And south wind sings
Forever, low, enchantingly,
Of islands girdled by the sea!
Oh, I'll journey back
Some day; some day
I'll go away,—
Forsake my land of mountain pine,
To win the heart that captured mine!
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