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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 351 |
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LADY GILBERT
Rosa Mulholland (1855- )
KILFENORA
A
DREAM lives in the purple on thy hills, A spirit haunteth thee forevermore Kilfenora 1 Out of that dream she cometh when she wills, That spirit, and walketh on thy wild seashore, Kilfenora!
A small white sea-bird on thy wave below Sits long and broods and rocks upon thy flood
Kilfenora ! The storm within my heart how can she know, Yet she doth know and all hath understood,
Kilfenora!
The violet and the song-bird have their nests In thy green lap, and they are sweet in thee,
Kilfenora! But sweeter far the dream within my breast, Scenting my thoughts and singing piteously,
Kilfenora!
O sweeter far the dream that lived and died, A summer's life and then a winter's grave, Kilfenora! |
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