Repays the world’s annoy,
And calms the wild and ardent heart
Which warms the wandering boy.
In many a mountain fastness,
By many a river’s foam,
And through the gorgeous cities,
’Twas loneliness to roam;
For the sweetest music in my heart
Was the olden songs of home.”
When in Florence, in 1846, he wrote a poem entitled “In Italy,” wherein were the following expressive lines:—