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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 185 |
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But the sunshine on the sea, And the emerald of the lea, And the ever smiling skies Charm no heart, or soul, or eyes, Like the grasp of friendship's hand, Like the welcome warm and bland, As the sunlight gleaming o'er The happy homes of sweet Glandore.
For the loveliest scenes that e'er
Smiled of heaven the image fair,
Like the beautiful in death,
Have nor soul, nor voice, nor breath;
Oh ! 'tis but the kindly heart
Can to them true life impart.
Tree and flower, and sea and shore,
Thus live and breathe in sweet Glandore.
Time may chill and bow and bind Glowing heart and chainless mind ; They droop—the flowers of fancy, youth, Round the ripening fruits of truth ; Yet I feel, while here I stray, Dawn again youth's sunny day; Fancy, with her radiant store, Comes again in sweet Glandore.
Lovely region of Glandore ! Friends beloved for evermore ! 'Mid the tranquil bliss I feel One sad thought begins to steal — Soon must come the parting day, And my steps no more will stray, And my voice be heard no more Among the scenes of sweet Glandore ! • |
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