Landon in The Literary Gazette 1824/Song 14
Literary Gazette, 23rd October, 1824, Pages 684
Farewell to all! I shall not gaze
Again on the blue sea:
As flits the shadow o'er the wave,
So flits my life from me.
Farewell, then, to the glorious main,
The beauty of yon sky;
The memory of the orange groves,
Where dream like time pass'd by,
I bid farewell to each, to all—
But bid it not to thee—
Oh! surely even in the tomb
Some sign of love may be.
When thou art mourning o'er my grave,
My spirit may be near;
Come on the breeze to catch thy sigh,
To kiss away the tear.
And should another ever claim
The heart once only mine;
What comfort! that the heart is still
Which could but beat to thine.L. E. L.