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| Meadowlark by James Audobon |
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
.
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.
| 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."
Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.
Victor Hugo







