Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye quotes

I'm very lonely now, Mary,
For the poor make no new friends;
But oh they love the better still
The few our Father sends! (Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye)

Rest now-and weep-thou praised of Earth! And own, when all is done, A world's false worship is not worth The deep tried love of one.

Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye

Thou mourner for departed dreams! On earth there is no rest When grief hath troubled the pure streams Of memory in thy breast!

Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye

Oh, Bay of Dublin! How my heart you're troublin', Your beauty haunts me like a fever dream; Like frozen fountains, that the sun sets bubblin' My heart's blood warms when I but hear your name.

Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye

I'm sitting on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side, That bright May morning long ago When first you were my bride. The corn was springing fresh and green, The lark sang loud and high, The red was on your lip, Mary, The love-light in your eye.

Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye

I'm bidding you a long farewell, My Mary-kind and true! But I'll not forget you, darling, In the land I'm going to. They say there's bread and work for all, And the sun shines always there; But I'll not forget old Ireland, Were it fifty times as fair.

Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye