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FAR—FAR—AWAY.
(FOR MUSIC.)
What sight so lured him thro' the fields he knew
As where earth's green stole into heaven's own hue,
Far—far—away?
As where earth's green stole into heaven's own hue,
Far—far—away?
What sound was dearest in his native dells?
The mellow lin-lan-lone of evening bells
Far—far—away.
The mellow lin-lan-lone of evening bells
Far—far—away.
What vague world-whisper, mystic pain or joy,
Thro' those three words would haunt him when a boy
Far—far—away?
Thro' those three words would haunt him when a boy
Far—far—away?
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