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MODERN GAELIC BARDS.
THE SHIELING SONG.
Oh ! sad is the shieling,
And gone are its joys !
All harsh and unfeeling
To me now its noise,
Since Anna—who warbled
As sweet as the merle—
Forsook me—my honey-mouth’d,
Merry-lipped girl!
Heich ! how I sigh ;
While the hour
Lazily, lonelily,
Sadly, goes by !
Last week, as I wander’d
Up past the old trees,
I mourn’d, while I ponder’d,
What changes one sees !
Just then the fair stranger
Walk’d by with my dear—
Dreaming, unthinking,
I had wander’d too near,
Till, “ Heich ! ” then I cried,—
When I saw
The girl, with her lover, draw
Close to my side—
“ Anna, the yellow-hair’d,
Dost thou not see
How thy love unimpair’d
Wearieth me 1
’Twas as strong in my absence,
When banish’d from thee—
As heart-stirring, powerful,
Deep as you see—