Desmond's Song* |
Thomas Moore, from Irish Melodies, vol. 9
By the Feal's wave benighted, No star in the skies, To thy door by Love lighted, I first saw those eyes. Some voice whisper'd o'er me, As the threshold I cross'd, There was ruin before me, If I loved, I was lost.
2. Love came, and brought sorrow | 3. You, who call it dishonour To bow to this flame, If you've eyes, look but on her, And blush while you blame. Hath the pearl less whiteness Because of its birth? Hath the violet less brightness For growing near earth?
4. No - Man for his glory |