Kathleen Mavourneen! the gray dawn is breaking, The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill; The lark from her light wing the bright dew is shaking, -- Kathleen Mavoureen!, what, slumbering still? Oh, hast thou forgotten how soon we must sever? Oh! hast thou forgotten this day we must part? It may be for years, and it may be forever! Oh, why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart? Oh, why are thou silent, Kathleen Mavourneen? Kathleen Mavourneen, awake from thy slumbers! The blue mountains glow in the sun's golden light; Ah, where is the spell that once hung on my numbers? Arise in thy beauty, thou star of my night! Mavourneen, Mavourneen, my sad tears are falling, To think that from Erin and thee I must part! It may be for years, and it may be forever! Then why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart? Then why art thou silent, Kathleen Mavourneen? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ITALIAN PICTURES: JULY IN VALLOMBROSA by MINA LOY HIC VIR, HIC EST' by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY ACCOUNTABILITY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR WHAT SHALL IT PROFIT? by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS THE SONG OF THE MOUTH-ORGAN by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE SEEKING WATERS by DORIS R. BECK |