A SONG, WRITTEN FOR AN IRISH MELODY. Joanna Baillie Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Baillie, Joanna, 1762-1851. Fugitive Verses. By Joanna Baillie, author of “Dramas on the Passions,“ etc. London Edward Moxon, Dover Street. MDCCCXL. 1840 pp. 354-355.

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A SONG , WRITTEN FOR AN IRISH MELODY . HIS boat comes on the sunny tide , And briskly moves the flashing oar , The boatmen carol by his side , And blythely near the welcome shore . How softly Shannon's currents flow , His shadow in the stream I see ; The very waters seem to know , Dear is the freight they bear to me . His eager bound , his hasty tread , His well-known voice I'll shortly hear ; And oh , those arms so kindly spread ! That greeting smile ! that manly tear ! In other lands , when far away , My love with hope did never twain ; I saw him thus , both night and day , To Shannon's banks returned again .