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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 421 |
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Hoping to God not to miss
The sound of his footfall in it, I have waited so long for his kiss
That for days I have slept not a minute.
I thought, O my love ! you were so —
As the moon is, or sun on a fountain, And I thought after that you were snow,
The cold snow on top of the mountain; And I thought after that you were more
Like God's lamp shining to find me, Or the bright star of knowledge before,
And the star of knowledge behind me.
You promised me high-heeled shoes,
And satin and silk, my storeen, And to follow me, never to lose,
Though the ocean were round us roaring; Like a bush in a gap in a wall
I am now left lonely without thee, And this house, I grow dead of, is all
That I see around or about me. |
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THE BROW OF NEFIN
Translated by Douglas Hyde in " Love Songs of Connacht"
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ID I stand on the bald top of Nefin And my hundred-times loved one with me, We should nestle together as safe in Its shade as the birds on a tree. From your lips such a music is shaken, |
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