Nation 23rd August, 1845 p. 11
County Clare
Photo: EO’D
Air; The Irish Maiden’s Song
My home farewell for ever,
Where my affections grew,
In spite of each endeavour
My soul flies back to you;
Retracing mount and valley,
That I crossed in vain despair –
Oh! how it loves to dally
Among the hills of Clare.
I wooed a maid – a brighter
Was not those hills among;
I won her heart – a lighter
Ne’er joined the happy throng.
I go, my heart is broken,
Another land to try
Nor kindly word nor token
From her I loved, have I.
August 11, 1844
