Adieu, adieu! my native shore br Fades o'ver the waters blue; br The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, br And shrieks the wild sea-mew. br Yon sun that sets upon the sea br We follow in his flight; br Farewell awhile to him and thee, br My native Land-Good Night! br A few short hours, and he will rise br To give the morrow birth; br And I shall hail the main and skies, br But not my mother earth. br Deserted is my own good hall, br Its hearth is desolate; br Wild weeds are gathering on the wall; br My dog howls at the gate.