Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE LOST PATH, by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS


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First Line: Sweet thoughts, bright dreams, my comfort be
Last Line: Power, country, fame, and bride.
Subject(s): Nationalism - Ireland


I.

SWEET thoughts, bright dreams, my comfort be
All comfort else has flown:
For every hope was false to me
And here I am, alone
What thoughts were mine in early youth!
Like some old Irish song,
Brimful of love, and life, and truth,
My spirit gushed along.

II.

I hoped to right my native isle,
I hoped a soldier's fame,
I hoped to rest in woman's smile,
And win a minstrel's name.
Oh! little have I served my land,
No laurels press my brow,
I have no woman's heart or hand,
Nor minstrel honours now.

III.

Out fancy has a magic power,
It brings me wreath and crown,
And woman's love, the self-same hour
It smites oppression down.
Sweet thoughts, bright dreams, my comfort be,
I have no joy beside;
Oh! throng around, and be to me
Power, country, fame, and bride.





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