Sweet Emerald Isle That I Love So Well |
George Cooper, 1866
O the dear early days in my own fair land! In beautiful dreams they come back to me, And the friends of my boyhood a round me stand, Though far between us thy deep blue sea, And the vales and the cottage I left long ago, Come before me in joy that my lips cannot tell! But my visions they fade in the morning's red glow, Sweet Emerald Isle that I love so well! Chorus: Sweet Emerald Isle, Sweet Emerald Isle, The heart in my bosom is all thine own, Sweet Emerald Isle that I love so well! |
2. O! I wake to thy sorrow my childhood's home; For shadows are dark o'er thy sacred soil! And thy mark I am sharing while here I roam, And so are all of thy sons of toil, But thy future is brighter in glory thou'll shine; For thy children are tolling foul tyranny's knell! Ev'ry wish of my heart, land of beauty is thine, Sweet Emerald Isle that I love so well! Chorus: |