Fugitive Verses

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A SONG,
WRITTEN FOR AN IRISH MELODY.

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	HIS boat comes on the sunny tide,
	And briskly moves the flashing oar,
	The boatmen carol by his side,
	And blythely near the welcome shore.

	How softly Shannon's currents flow,
	His shadow in the stream I see;
	The very waters seem to know,
	Dear is the freight they bear to me.

	His eager bound, his hasty tread,
	His well-known voice I'll shortly hear;
	And oh, those arms so kindly spread!
	That greeting smile! that manly tear!

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	In other lands, when far away,
	My love with hope did never twain;
	I saw him thus, both night and day,
	To Shannon's banks returned again.

About this text
Courtesy of University of California, Davis. General Library. Digital Intitiatives Program.; http://digital.lib.ucdavis.edu/projects/bwrp
http://content.cdlib.org/view?docId=kt567nb8xt&brand=oac4
Title: Fugitive Verses
By:  Baillie, Joanna, 1762-1851, creator, British Women Romantic Poets Project
Date: 2001 (issued)
Contributing Institution: University of California, Davis. General Library. Digital Intitiatives Program.; http://digital.lib.ucdavis.edu/projects/bwrp
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