Now to thee, to thee, I fly.
Fairest isle beneath the sky,
To my heart, as in mine eye.
I have seen them, one by one,
Every shore beneath the sun,
And my voyage now is done.
While I bid them all be blest,
Britain is my home, my rest;
Mine own land! I love thee best.
This is the final part of the long poem A Voyage Round the World.
After circumnavigating the globe, the poet's imagination returns to Britain.