ADIEU, fair isle! I love thy bowers,
I love thy dark-eyed daughters there;
The cool pomegranate's scarlet flowers
Look brighter in their jetty hair.

They praised my forehead's stainless white;
And when I thirsted, gave a draught
From the full clustering cocoa's height,
And smiling, bless'd me as I quaff'd.

Well pleased, the kind return I gave,
And, clasp'd in their embraces' twine,
Felt the soft breeze, like Lethe's wave,
Becalm this beating heart of mine.

Why will my heart so wildly beat?
Say, Seraphs, is my lot too blest,
That thus a fitful, feverish heat,
Must rifle me of health and rest?

Alas! I fear my native snows; —
A clime too cold, a heart too warm —
Alternate chills —alternate glows —
Too fiercely threat my flower-like form.

The orange-tree has fruit and flowers;
The grenadilla, in its bloom,
Hangs o'er its high, luxuriant bowers,
Like fringes from a Tyrian loom.

When the white coffee-blossoms swell,
The fair moon full, the evening long,
I love to hear the warbling bell,
And sun-burnt peasant's wayward song.

Drive gently on, dark muleteer,
And the light seguidilla frame:
Fain would I listen still, to hear
At every close thy mistress' name.

Adieu, fair isle! the waving palm
Is pencill'd on thy purest sky;
Warm sleeps the bay, the air is balm,
And, soothed to languor, scarce a sigh

Escapes for those I love so well,
For those I've loved and left so long,
On me their fondest musings dwell,
To them alone my sighs belong.

On, on, my bark! blow, southern breeze!
No longer would I lingering stay;
'T were better far to die with these,
Than live in pleasure far away.

Xxxx

Song III
OH, moon of flowers! sweet moon of flowers,
Why dost thou mind me of the hours
Which flew so softly on that night,
When last I saw and felt thy light?

Oh, moon of flowers! thou moon of flowers,
Would thou couldst give me back those hours,
Since which a dull cold year has fled,
Or show me those with whom they sped!

Oh, moon of flowers! oh, moon of flowers!
In scenes afar were past those hours,
Which still with fond regret I see,
And wish my heart could change like thee!