Full Lyrics
Oh! Arranmore, lov’d Arranmore,
How oft I dream of thee,
And of those days when, by thy shore,
I wander’d young and free.
Full many a path I’ve tried since then,
Thro’ pleasure’s flow’ry maze,
But ne’er could find the bliss again
I felt in those sweet days.
How blithe upon thy breezy cliffs
At sunny morn I’ve stood,
With heart as bounding as the skiffs
That danc’d along thy flood;
Or when the western wave grew bright
With daylight’s parting wing,
Have sought that Eden in its light
Which dreaming poets sing.
That Eden where th’immortal brave
Dwell in a land serene
Whose bow’rs beyond the shining wave
At sunset oft are seen.
Ah! dream too full of sadd’ning truth!
Those mansions o’er the main
Are like the hopes I built in youth
As sunny— and as vain!
