My Lagan Love

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One of the most beautiful love songs ever written. Often discussed as to whether it concerns the Lagan in Donegal or the Lagan in Belfast. We generally only hear the first and third verses. MY LAGAN LOVE Where Lagan stream sings lullaby there blows a lily fair: The twilight gleam is in her eye, the night is on her hair And, like a love-sick lenanshee, she hath my heart in thrall; Nor life I owe, nor liberty, for Love is Lord of all. Her father sails a running-barge 'twixt Leambeag and The Bruim And on the lonely river barge she clears the hearth for him When she was only fairy-high her gentle mother died But dew-love keeps her memory green on the Lagan side. And often when the beetle's horn hath lulled the eve to sleep, I steal unto her sheiling lorn, and thro' the dooring peep. There on the cricket's singing stone she spares the bogwood fire, And hums in sad sweet undertone the song of heart's desire. Her welcome, like her love for me, is from her heart within Her warm kiss is felicity that knows no taint of sin And when I stir my foot to go 'tis leaving love and light To feel the wind of longing blow from out the dark of night.

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Uploaded: November 18th, 2007 @ 7:33 pm
Author: maureenderry

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