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 lennan-shee
 She hath my heart in thrall
 No life I owe, nor liberty
 For love is Lord of all
 And often when the beetle's horn
 Hath lulled the eve to sleep
 I steal unto her shieling lorn
 And through 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 witin
 Her warm kiss is felicity
 And 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 dark of night
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 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 lennan-shee
 She hath my heart in thrall
 No life I owe, nor liberty
 For love is lord of all