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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 83 |
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STOPFORD AUGUSTUS BROOKE (1832- )
THE NOBLE LAY OF AILLINN
After an Irish tale from the " Book of Leinsler."
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RINCE BAILE of Ulster rode out in the morn To meet his love at the ford; And he loved her better than lands or life, And dearer than his sword.
And she was Aillinn, fair as the sea,
The Prince of Leinster's daughter, And she longed for him more than a wounded man,
Who sees death, longs for water.
They sent a message each to each:
"Oh, meet me near or far; " And the ford divided the kingdoms two,
And the kings were both at war.
And the Prince came first to the water's pass,
And oh, he thought no ill: When he saw with pain a great gray man
Come striding o'er the hill.
His cloak was the ragged thunder-cloud,
And his cap the whirling snow, And his eyes were the lightning in the storm,
And his horn he 'gan to blow. |
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