 | The Irish Poems of Alfred Perceval Graves |  |
HUSH O!
I would hush my lovely laddo,
In the green arbutus' shadow,
O'er the fragrant, flowering meadow,
In the smiling spring-time.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
In the green arbutus' shadow,
O'er the fragrant, flowering meadow,
In the smiling spring-time.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
I'd hush my boy beside the fountain,
By the soothing, silvery fountain,
On the pleasant, purple mountain,
In the sultry summer.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
By the soothing, silvery fountain,
On the pleasant, purple mountain,
In the sultry summer.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
I would smooth my darling's pillow,
By the blue Atlantic billow,
On the shores of Parknasilla,
In the golden autumn.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
By the blue Atlantic billow,
On the shores of Parknasilla,
In the golden autumn.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
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I would soothe my child to slumber,
By the rosy, rustling ember,
Through the days of dark December,
In the stormy winter.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
By the rosy, rustling ember,
Through the days of dark December,
In the stormy winter.
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
May no cruel fairy charm thee!
May no dread banshee alarm thee!
Flood, nor fire, nor sickness harm thee!
Winter, spring, and summer—
Summer, autumn, winter,
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
May no dread banshee alarm thee!
Flood, nor fire, nor sickness harm thee!
Winter, spring, and summer—
Summer, autumn, winter,
Shoheen sho lo,
Shoheen hoo lo!
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