Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GLANDORE, by ?? MURRAY First Line: Though I have forsaken long Last Line: Among the scenes of sweet glandore! Subject(s): Glandore, Ireland | ||||||||
THOUGH I have forsaken long Fairy land of tuneful song, Though my lips forget to tell Thoughts they once could utter well, How can I, with heart and tongue, See unloved, or love unsung, Scenes like those that rise before The enchanted eye in sweet Glandore? Though a high and holy call Claims my soul and senses all, Saints might sing a type like this Of their own bright realms of bliss; Man may tell in strains of love, O, how fair the world above, When such beauty beameth o'er The heaven below of sweet Glandore! Cloudless sky and sparkling sea, Cliff and shore and forest tree, Glen and stream and mountain blue, Burst at once upon the view; The gay, the beautiful, the grand, Blending over wave and land, Till the eye can ask no more Than it hath in sweet Glandore. But the sunshine on the sea, And the emerald of the lea, And the ever smiling skies Charm not heart or soul or eyes, Like the grasp of friendship's hand, Like the welcome warm and bland, As the sunlight gleaming o'er The happy homes of sweet Glandore. For the loveliest scenes that e'er Smiled of heaven the image fair, Like the beautiful in death, Have nor soul nor voice nor breath; O, 't is but the kindly heart Can to them true life impart. Tree and flower, and sea and shore, Thus live and breathe in sweet Glandore. Time may chill and bow and bind Glowing heart and chainless mind; They droop, -- the flowers of fancy, youth, Round the ripening fruits of truth; Yet I feel, while here I stray, Dawn again youth's sunny day; Fancy, with her radiant store, Comes again in sweet Glandore. Lovely region of Glandore! Friends beloved forevermore! Mid the tranquil bliss I feel One sad thought begins to steal, -- Soon must come the parting day, And my steps no more will stray, And my voice be heard no more Among the scenes of sweet Glandore! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUFFERED UNDER PONTIUS PILATE, WAS CRUCIFIED, DEAD, AND BURIED by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER A LILLIPUTIAN ODE ON THEIR MAJESTIES' ACCESSION by HENRY CAREY (1687-1743) ODE SUNG IN THE TOWN HALL, CONCORD, JULY 4, 1857 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON GLOTTO'S TOWER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE DOVE by ABUL HASAN OF SEVILLE INVITED GUESTS by FRANCES EKIN ALLISON A SONG OF LABOUR; DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-WORKERS WITH PICK AND SHOVEL by ALEXANDER ANDERSON |
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