WHERE wildfowl swim upon the lake At morning's early shining, I'm sure, I'm sure, my heart will break With sadness and repining. As I went out one morning sweet, I met a farmer's daughter, With gown of blue, and milk-white feet, By sweet Glengariff's water. Her jet-black locks, with wavy shine, Fell sweetly on her shoulder, And, ah! they make my heart repine Till I again behold her. She smiled, and passed me strangely by, Though fondly I besought her, And long I'll rue her laughing eye By sweet Glengariff's water. Where wildfowl swim upon the lake At morning's early splendor, Each day my lonely path I'll take, With thoughts full sad and tender; I'll meet my love, and sure she'll stay To hear the tale I've brought her, To marry me this merry May By sweet Glengariff's water. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE WATER by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO THE ROCK THAT WILL BE A CORNERSTONE OF THE HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS BEFORE A PAINTING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE GHOST OF DEACON BROWN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SURFACES AND MASKS; 7 by CLARENCE MAJOR |