The Songs of Langsyne (1825)
The following little National Apostrophe was transmitted to us by a friend. We readily insert it, entering fully into the feelings it expresses.
"In far distant climes, when the tear gushes o'erFor home, love and friendship, that charm us no more,
Oh, what on the Exile's dark sorrows can shine,
Like the rapture that glows at the songs of langsyne.
"The music of Scotia is sweet 'midst the scene ;
But ah ! could you hear it when sees roll between,
'Tis then, and then only, the soul can diviner
The magic that dwells in the songs of langsyne. "The spirit, when torn from earth's objects of love,
Loses all its regrets in the chorus above,-
So in exile we cannot but cease to repine.
When it hallows with extacy songs of langsyne. Notes From the Western Australian Newspaper The Colonial Times and Tasmanian Advertiser 19 Aug 1825 p. 4.