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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 519 |
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The lilies shone —
Touched'the baby and said, " Ah ! plaze,
If it wudn't do them flowers no harm,
Childhren, will yiz give him wan
For the love o' God?"
The children started, an awe-struck band,
At the stranger pair.
Then the youngest ran, and with one bold twist
Of his firm little wrist
He wrenched a thick lily stem in two,
And put it, with all its blossoms fair,
In the beggar baby's hand.
" Ah ! acushla," the woman said, " there's few
In this hard world like you.
I've a long, long way to thravel yet,
Beyond them high threes over there,
But I'll not forget
To pray for you and yours everywhere,
Never fear.
Good-evenin' an' God love ye, dear." |
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'' She's gone,'' said Cissy;'' how queer she spoke!'
Whispered Dickie: "O Tom, you've broke
The best lily: whatever shall you do
When gardener sees the empty space
There where it grew,
And father has to be told ? "
" It was for the love of God, you see,
I did it," said Tom : " so maybe He
Won't let them scold."
"We know now," said Will,
" There's world the other side of that hill." |
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