THE IRISH MAIDEN'S SONG

You know it now--it is betrayed

This moment in mine eye,

And in my young cheeks' crimson shade,

And in my whispered sigh.

You know it now--yet listen now--

Though ne'er was love more true,

My plight and troth and virgin vow

Still, still I keep from you,

Ever!

Ever, until a proof you give

How oft you've heard me say,

I would not even his empress live

Who idles life away,

Without one effort for the land

In which my fathers' graves

Were hollowed by a despot hand

To darkly close on slaves--

Never!

See! round yourself the shackles hang,

Yet come you to love's bowers,

That only he may soothe their pang

Or hide their links in flowers--

But try all things to snap them first,

And should all fail when tried,

The fated chain you cannot burst

My twining arms shall hide--

Ever!

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