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Dumb stirless palms that watch around,
White reefs of foam and roar, O ! Southern sights—O ! Southern sound,
That I were North once more ! O ! seaward wind, Oh ! wing me breeze,
Far from this dimless day, Through clouded skies, o'er dark drear seas.
To love by Loch Achray.
No sail upon the cloudless deep !
I watch and wait in vain ; Must I for ever watch and weep,
To see a sail again ? 0! face that day and night I see,
O ! eyes that gaze to mine, 0 ! heart that prays that I may be
Once more at home and thine-What sighs from my lone tropic life
Go upward night and day, That I again may clasp my wife
At home by Loch Achray !