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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 87 |
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FRANCES BROWNE (1816-1879)
O THE PLEASANT DAYS OF OLD!
O
THE pleasant days of old, which so often people praise! True, they wanted all the luxuries that grace our modern days: Bare floors were strewed with rushes, the walls let in
the cold; O! how they must have shivered in those pleasant days of old!
O! those ancient lords of old, how magnificent they
were ! They threw down and imprisoned kings,—to thwart
them who might dare ? They ruled their serfs right sternly; they took from
Jew their gold,— Above both law and equity were those great lords of
old!
O the gallant knights of old, for their valour so renowned !
With sword and lance and armour strong they scoured the country round;
And whenever aught to tempt them they met by wood or wold,
By right of sword they seized the prize,—those gallant knights of old! |
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