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| "Adieu, adieu! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land-Good Night!" - 'Childe Harold's Goodnight'' from Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
| Falmouth Harbour "Tis done- and shivering in the gale The bark unfurls her snowy sail ; And whistling o'er the bended mast, Loud sings on high the fresh'ning blast ; And I must from this land be gone, Because I cannot love but one." - Stanzas to a Lady, On Leaving England, 1809 |
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