Poem by Robert Burns

The Farewell (Farewell, old Scotia’s bleak domains)

FAREWELL, old Scotia’s bleak domains,
Far dearer than the torrid plains
  Where rich ananas blow!
Farewell, a mother’s blessing dear!
A brother’s sigh! a sister’s tear!
  My Jean’s heart-rending throe!
Farewell, my Bess! tho’ thou’rt bereft
  Of my parental care,
A faithful brother I have left,
  My part in him thou’lt share!
    Adieu too, to you too,
      My Smith, my bosom frien’;
    When kindly you mind me,
      O then befriend my Jean!

When bursting anguish tears my heart,
From thee, my Jeany, must I part?
  Thou weeping answ’reat ‘no!’
Alas! misfortune stares my face,
And points to ruin and disgrace;
  I for thy sake must go!
Thee, Hamilton, and Aiken dear,
  A grateful, warm adieu!
I, with a much-indebted tear,
  Shall still remember you!
    All-hail then the gale then,
      Wafts me from thee, dear shore!
    It rustles, and whistles,
      I’ll never see thee more!

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2. Blythe Was She
3. Farewell to Ballochmyle
4. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
5. Farewell, Thou Stream

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