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| Lark that sings at dawn |
Dear thoughts are in my mind
And my soul soars enchanted,
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day.
For a tender beaming smile
To my hope has been granted,
and tomorrow she shall hear
all my fond heart would say
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I shall tell her all my love,
All my soul's adoration;
And I think she will hear me
And will not say me nay.
It is this that fills my soul with its joyous elation,
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day.
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| Wikipedia.org |
Sir Samuel Ferguson, Born 10 March 1810, Died 9 August 1886
Sir Samuel Ferguson, "Perhaps the most Irish Poet
in the 19th century, because of his interest in Irish mythology
and early Irish history, he can be seen as a forerunner of
William Butler Yeats and the other poets
of the Irish Literary Revival."
That was very sweet. Irish poets always had the words to touch our hearts.
ReplyDeleteBlarney Stone aside, the Irish have a way with words.
DeleteHi Susan - beautiful poem and brilliant that you've introduced us to Sir Samuel Ferguson ... I enjoyed this .. "As I hear the sweet lark sing, In the clear air of the day" ... evocative of a quiet life .. cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteA quiet life in green meadows is so appealing. I miss green.
DeleteCan stir much with a little song, or words.
ReplyDeleteWell chosen words help the minds the image.
DeleteSomething as simple as a bird can bring great joy.
ReplyDeleteRight now the song birds are looking for love, so their voices are echoing in the trees. Happiness abouds.
DeleteLovely piece:)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mark!
DeleteHis work is both beautiful and inspiring.
ReplyDeleteTo be "the one who started Irish Literature renaissance" is a tremendous honor.
DeleteI am so glad that as well as marvelling in those sweet songs he found a way to give them to us as well.
ReplyDeleteIrish man gifted with words, he influenced generations to come.
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DeleteThat's a sweet poem. I'm not sure if we have Larks in Australia, certainly we don't have many songbirds, most of our bird sounds are raucous. In all my life I've heard only one songbird and that was recently, about six months ago, and never since. our magpies can be musical, but I don't hear them often, mostly they squawk at each other.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I did not notice them a few years ago, but the last 2 years have been awesome.
DeleteI enjoyed this. Thank you for sharing such a lovely poem, and for the tidbit about him at the end (I love history and learning about people).
ReplyDeleteTo see his photo, think about that time period, realize how intuitive his poem was/is--it all overwhelms me.
DeleteSpring. Birds. Fitting.
ReplyDeleteMaybe the spring we are having is due to good amt. of rain this year.
DeleteAbsolutely,amazing,my favourite poem,my favourite tune,the lark in the clear air💚❤
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Susan, I listened to ciaron mc na Huna every Sunday for years,his signature tune,myself and my lovely dad b4 golf,my dad's 86 now,and we still have a beer in the garden and listen to the lark in the clear air😃
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