Ballads of Irish chivalry | ||
FANNY CLAIR.
I
Queenly is thy mien and air,Jewels sparkle in thy hair,
And those ringlets twining,
And thy dark eyes shining,
Set my fond heart pining,
Fanny Clair.
II
Grace dwells in thy features fair,Pride of birth sits haughty there,
Yet in thy heart's glowing
Love—on me bestowing
Fond hopes brighter glowing,
Fanny Clair.
III
Never shall my heart despairWhile that smile thy sweet lips wear:
In it rests a token
That thy love's awoken,
Though it burns unspoken,
Fanny Clair.
IV
Then the life that else was bareShall find glory, spite of care,
For thy sake shall never
Cease each good endeavour,
Till we're joined for ever,
Fanny Clair!
Ballads of Irish chivalry | ||