ROLLING HOME.

Auckland Examiner, Volume IV, Issue 273, 16 June 1860, Page 3

ROLLING HOME.

BY CHARLES MACKAY. -On board the Europa, homeward bound, May 26, 1859.] Ur aloft amid the rigging Sings tho fresh exulting gale, Strong as Spring-time in the blossoms Filling out eaeh blooming sail ; And the wild waves cleft behind us, Seem to murmer as they flow ; There are kindly hearts that wait you In the land to which we go. Rolling heme, rolling home, Rolling home, dear land, to thee I Rolling home to merry England, Rolling home across Hie sea 1 Twice a thousand miles behind us, And a thousand miles before, Ancient ocean heares to bear ns To the well remembered shore ; New-born breezes swell to waft us To our childhood s balmy skies, To the glow of friendly faces, To the light of loving eyes. Rolling home, rolling- home, Rolling home, dear land, to thee 1 Rolling home to merry England, • Rolling home across the sen. Every motion of the vessel. Every dip of must or spar, Is a danee and a rejoicing, And a promise from afar ; And we love the light above us, As it tips the waves around, All the more because, ere coming, It has beamed on English ground. Rolling home, rolling home, Rolling home, dear land to thee 1 Rolling home to merry Englund, Rolling home across the sea. And ’tis nearer, ever nearer 'To the rising ef the morn; And ’tis Eastward, ever Eastward, To the land where we were born. And we’ll sing in joyous chorus Through the watches of the night; We shall see the shores of England And the dawning of the light. Rolling home, rolling home, Rolling home, dear land, to thee 1 Rolling home to merry England, Rolling home across the sea I Rolling home to little England— Though so little yet so great— With her face of sunny beauty, And her heart as strong as fate. With her mon of honest nature, With her women good and fair, With her courage and her virtue That can do as well as bear. Rolling home, rolling home, Rolling home, dear land, to thee ! Rolling home to merry Englund, Rolling home across the sea.