 | Poems and Dramas by "Fiona MacLeod" (William Sharp) |  |
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HUSHING SONG
Eilidh, Eilidh,
My bonny wee lass:
The winds blow,
And the hours pass.
My bonny wee lass:
The winds blow,
And the hours pass.
But never a wind
Can do thee wrong,
Brown Birdeen, singing
Thy bird-heart song.
Can do thee wrong,
Brown Birdeen, singing
Thy bird-heart song.
And never an hour
But has for thee
Blue of the heaven
And green of the sea:
But has for thee
Blue of the heaven
And green of the sea:
Blue for the hope of thee,
Eilidh, Eilidh;
Green for the joy of thee,
Eilidh, Eilidh.
Eilidh, Eilidh;
Green for the joy of thee,
Eilidh, Eilidh.
Swing in they nest, then,
Here on my heart,
Birdeen, Birdeen,
Here on my heart,
Here on my heart!
Here on my heart,
Birdeen, Birdeen,
Here on my heart,
Here on my heart!
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