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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 265 |
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At evening the blue eyes of many a maiden
In Erin are lifted to look at the star, That is hung in the west; and the night wind is laden
With sighs for the loved one beneath it afar. Girls of the green isle, O do not deplore us ! In our visions ye're swimming, like angels, before us, And the Being whose shield of protection is o'er us,
Hath not made the deep an impassable bar.
Though absent, the fount of our faith is not frozen, While we live, of its upwelling waters we'll draw, For the maids that we love, for the land that we've chosen, Where freedom is nursed at the bosom of law. "Land of the free ! for the shelter thou'st given To those whom the storm of oppression has driven From their homes, may a blessing be on thee from Heaven." Say the sons and the daughters of Erin go bragh. |
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