Poems of James Clarence Mangan (Many hitherto uncollected): Centenary edition: Edited, with preface and notes by D. J. O'Donoghue: Introduction by John Mitchel |
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THE MARINER'S BRIDE. |
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THE MARINER'S BRIDE.
Look, Mother! the Mariner's rowing
His galley a-down the tide;
I'll go where the mariner's going,
And be the mariner's bride!
His galley a-down the tide;
I'll go where the mariner's going,
And be the mariner's bride!
I saw him one day through the wicket,
I opened the gate and we met—
As a bird in the fowler's net
Was I caught in my own green thicket.
O mother, my tears are flowing,
I've lost my maidenly pride—
I'll go if the mariner's going,
And be the mariner's bride!
I opened the gate and we met—
As a bird in the fowler's net
Was I caught in my own green thicket.
O mother, my tears are flowing,
I've lost my maidenly pride—
I'll go if the mariner's going,
And be the mariner's bride!
This Love the tyrant evinces,
Alas! an omnipotent might,
He darkens the mind like night,
He treads on the necks of Princes!
O mother, my bosom is glowing,
I'll go whatever betide;
I'll go where the mariner's going,
And be the mariner's bride!
Alas! an omnipotent might,
He darkens the mind like night,
He treads on the necks of Princes!
O mother, my bosom is glowing,
I'll go whatever betide;
I'll go where the mariner's going,
And be the mariner's bride!
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Yes! mother, the spoiler has reft me
Of reason and self-control;
Gone, gone is my wretched soul,
And only my body is left me!
The winds, O mother, are blowing,
The ocean is bright and wide;
I'll go where the mariner's going;
And be the mariner's bride.
Of reason and self-control;
Gone, gone is my wretched soul,
And only my body is left me!
The winds, O mother, are blowing,
The ocean is bright and wide;
I'll go where the mariner's going;
And be the mariner's bride.
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