There's a lonesome, rugged road, An' it leads to Currasheen; Brown bogs lies close along it, An' there's ne'er a patch av green. But och the sun kep' smilin', On the way to Currasheen; An' ev'ry bog was beamin' Wid the love av my Paudeen! Bewhiles when I be thinkin' Av thon road to Currasheen, The Goolden Gates come nearer, An' I seems to see Paudeen!— Tho' there's star-ways all through Heav'n Lightin' smooth wee paths between, We'll search in troth for lone bogs Like what led to Currasheen! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE SOUR READER by ROBERT HERRICK IMPROMPTU TO LADY WINCHILSEA by ALEXANDER POPE THE NYMPH'S REPLY TO THE SHEPHERD by WALTER RALEIGH BEAUTY MAKES US HAPPY by PHILIP AYRES ETERNITY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE PHANTOM REVIEW by SQUIRE OMAR BARKER THE HOME-COMING by KATHARINE LEE BATES |