Quote#Sadness
Back o'er the deep I turn my longing eyes
Quote byWilliam Lisle Bowles · 1762–1850
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "On Landing at Ostend", in Poetical Works, vol. 1 (1855).
English (original)
Back o'er the deep I turn my longing eyes, And chide the wayward passions that rebel: Yet boots it not to think, or to complain, Musing sad ditties to the reckless main. To dreams like these, adieu! the pealing bell Speaks of the hour that stays not—and the day To life's sad turmoil calls my heart away.
— William Lisle Bowles
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