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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WANDERER OF CONNAUGHT, by DAVID MACBETH MOIR Poet's Biography First Line: Oh! Norah, when wandering afar from the shade Last Line: With my sires who have gone to the mansions of peace? Alternate Author Name(s): Delta Subject(s): Connaught, Ireland; Wandering & Wanderers | |||
I. OH! Norah, when wandering afar from the shade Of the woods, where in childhood so happy we stray'd, From eyes that are strangers, and breasts that are cold, My heart often turns to the pleasures of old. II. Oh! Norah, my sister, how lovely and bright The green vales of Connaught appear to my sight; How starts the wild tear, when in thought I survey The cabin so neat, with its children at play! III. What though I am doom'd with my sorrows to roam From Erin, my land, and the glen of my home, From the spot where the bones of my fathers repose, And the stream, where the briar and the wild lily grows; IV. Yet often, when midnight hangs dreary around, And the breeze flaps the tent with a desolate sound, On the pallet I dream of our dear shieling fire, And the faces that circle my mother and sire! V. I see the sweet group, and I hear their lips pray Success to the wanderer, who roams far away. My dear sister, North, again shall it be My fate the green pastures of Connaught to see? VI. Again to stray forth with the flocks to the field, From grief the white hairs of my parents to shield; And be laid, my dear Norah, when being shall cease, With my sires who have gone to the mansions of peace? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FOLK SINGER OF THE THIRTIES by JAMES DICKEY WANDERER IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WANDERER: A ROCOCO STUDY (FIRST VERSION) by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE WANDERER by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN LONG GONE by STERLING ALLEN BROWN BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE RUSTIC LAD'S LAMENT IN THE TOWN by DAVID MACBETH MOIR |
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