[These Lines were written for a Lady who set them to Music.]
My poor heart flutters like the sea
Now heaving on the sandy shore;
It seems to tell me you shall be
Never again near Yarrimore.
Far, far beyond the waves, I bend
Mine eyes, if I can land explore;
But o'er the waves I find no end, -
Yet there they say's my Yarrimore.
The hut he built is standing still,
Deck'd with the shells he cull'd from shore;
Our bow'r is waving on the hill,
But where, alas! is Yarrimore?
Within that bow'r I'll sit and sigh,
From dawn of day till day is o'er;
And, as the wild winds o'er me fly,
I'll call on gentle Yarrimore!
(C) John Carr (sir)
03/10/2020
Best Poems of John Carr (Sir)
- Lines To Miss ---- ,
- An Indian Massacre-song.
- A Song. The Lover The Lute Of His Deceased Mistress.
- Epigram On The Grave Of Robespierre.
- Lines To Miss E. Atkinson, On Her Presenting The Author With An Irish Pebble.
- Impromptu Lines Upon A Very Handsome Woman Keeping The Hotel De Lion Blanc, At Dantzig.
- Lines To An Accomplished Young Lady,
- Song.
- Valentine Verses, Sent To My Young Friend, Miss Emma Trevelyan, Of Wallington-house, Northumberland.
- Verses On An Autumnal Leaf.
- Lines To A Robin.
- Lines Written In A Cottage By The Sea-side
- Lines Written Upon Seeing A Blind Young Woman In North Wales,
- Lines To Annette.
- Lines Written At Kilkenny, On The Theatricals Of That City.
- Lines To Health, Upon The Recovery Of A Friend From A Dangerous Illness.
- Song. The Words Adapted To "the Cossaka," One Of The Most Ancient Of The Russ Airs.
- Lines To The Memory Of Mrs. A.h. Holdsworth, Late Of Mount Galpin, Devonshire.
- Epigram On The Author And Eliza Frequently Differing In Opinion.
- Lines To Mrs. B ---- , At Bristol Hot Wells
- Jeu Desprit Upon A Very Pretty Woman Asking The Author His Opinion Of Beauty.