RICH and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore; But, O, her beauty was far beyond Her sparkling gems or snow-white wand. '' Lady! dost thou not fear to stray, So lone and lovely, through this bleak way? Are Erin'''s sons so good or so cold As not to be tempted by woman or gold?'' '' Sir Knight! I feel not the least alarm, No son of Erin will offer me harm; For though they love woman and golden store, Sir Knight! they love honor and virtue more!'' On she went, and her maiden smile In safety lighted her round the green isle; And blest forever is she who relied Upon Erin'''s honor and Erin'''s pride! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NIGHT IN ARIZONA by SARA TEASDALE NEGRO by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES THE PESSIMIST by BENJAMIN FRANKLIN KING THE ARROW AND THE SONG by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ALCAICS: TO H. F. BROWN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON WYATT BEING IN PRISON, TO BRIAN by THOMAS WYATT SONNET: THE RARITY OF GENIUS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |