Far frae their happy home!
I thought of those on foreign shore,
Beneath the tempest's dreadful roar,
Wha sank frae waves to rise nae mo',
To hail their distant hame!
I thought on the auld parent's smart,
Sorrowing his anely bairn to part,
Whase face nae mair shall cheer his heart,
Nor joy the parent's hame!
I thought on the hapless maiden's woe,