Lady Fair
Lady fair, have we not
In our lives elsewhere
Darkling in my mind
Faint fair faces
Lady fair, have we not
In our lives elsewhere
Darkling in my mind
Faint fair faces
I took a reed and blew a tune,
And sweet it was and very
To be about a little
That only few hold dear
Kiss the maid and pass her round,
Lips like hers were made for many
Our loves are far from us to-night,
But these red lips are sweet as any
Hunger points a bony
To the workhouse on the hill,
But the little children
While there's flowers to gather
God made my mother on an April day,
From sorrow and the mist along the sea,
Lost birds' and wanderers' songs and ocean spray,
And the moon loved her wandering jealously
The rushes nod by the
As the winds on the loud waves go,
And the things they nod of are many,
For it's many the secret they know
Maiden-poet, come with
To the heaped up cairn of Maeve,
And there we'll dance a fairy
Upon a fairy's grave
He knows the safe ways and
And he will lead the lambs to fold,
Gathering them with his merry pipe,
The gentle and the overbold
AS I was climbing Ardan Mór From the shore of Sheelin lake, I met the herons coming down Before the water’s wake
And they were talking in their flight Of dreamy ways the herons go When all the hills are withered up Nor any waters flow
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Had I a golden pound to spend,
My love should mend and sew no more
And I would buy her a little quern,
Easy to turn on the kitchen floor
I called you by sweet names by wood and linn,
You answered not because my voice was new,
And you were listening for the hounds of
And the long hosts of Lugh
I saw her coming through the flowery grass,
Round her swift ankles butterfly and
Blent loud and silent wings ;
I saw her