Dear Earth, near Earth, the clay that made us men, The land we sowed, The hearth that glowed, O Mother, must we bid farewell to thee? Fast dawns the last dawn, and what shall comfort then The lonely hearts that roam the outer sea? Gray wakes the daybreak, the shiv'ring sails are set, To misty deeps The channel sweeps, O Mother, think on us who think on thee! Earth-home, birth-home, with love remember yet The sons in exile on th' eternal sea.
- by Henry Newbolt, Sir (1862 - 1938), appears in The Sailing of the Long-Ships and Other Poems, first published 1902 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "Outward bound", op. 91 no. 2 (1904), published 1904 [baritone, TTBB chorus, and orchestra], from Songs of the Sea, no. 2. [text verified 1 time]
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