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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 69 |
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Yet thine the same — By miscalled lake and desecrated grange —
Remains, and shall remain ! The Druid's altar and the Druid's creed
We scarce can trace. There is not left an undisputed deed
Of all your race, Save your majestic song, which hath their speed,
And strength, and grace; In that sole song, they live and love, and bleed —
It bears them on thro' space.
Oh, inspired giant! shall we e'er behold,
In our own time, One fit to speak your spirit on the wold,
Or seize your rhyme ? One pupil of the past, as mighty souled
As in the prime, Were the fond, fair, and beautiful, and bold —
They, of your song sublime ! |
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THE DEAD ANTIQUARY O'DONOVAN
FAR are the Gaelic tribes and wide Scattered round earth on every side, For good or ill; They aim at all things, rise or fall, Succeed or perish—but, through all, Love Erin still.
Although a righteous Heaven decrees ' 'Twixt us and Erin stormy seas |
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1 These lines were written in America. |
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