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A sound of music from amidst the hills	A
Came suddenly and died a fitful sound	B
Of mirth soon lost in wail Again it rose	C
And sank in mournfulness There sat a bard	D
By a blue stream of Erin where it swept	E
Flashing thro' rock and wood the sunset's light	F
Was on his wavy silver gleaming hair	G
And the wind's whisper in the mountain ash	H
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Whose clusters droop'd above His head was bow'd	I
His hand was on his harp yet thence its touch	J
Had drawn but broken strains and many stood	K
Waiting around in silent earnestness	L
Th' unchaining of his soul the gush of song	M
Many and graceful forms yet one alone	N
Seem'd present to his dream and she indeed	O
With her pale virgin brow and changeful cheek	P
And the clear starlight of her serious eyes	Q
Lovely amidst the flowing of dark locks	R
And pallid braiding flowers was beautiful	S
Ev'n painfully a creature to behold	T
With trembling midst our joy lest aught unseen	U
Should waft the vision from us leaving earth	V
Too dim without its brightness Did such fear	W
O'ershadow in that hour the gifted one	X
By his own rushing stream Once more he gaz'd	Y
Upon the radiant girl and yet once more	Z
From the deep chords his wandering hand brought out	A2
A few short festive notes an opening strain	B2
	-
Of bridal melody soon dash'd with grief	C2
As if some wailing spirit in the strings	D2
Met and o'ermaster'd him but yielding then	E2
To the strong prophet impulse mournfully	S
Like moaning waters o'er the harp he pour'd	F2
The trouble of his haunted soul and sang	G2
	-
Voice of the grave	H2
I hear thy thrilling call	S
It comes in the dash of the foaming wave	H2
In the sear leaf's trembling fall	S
In the shiver of the tree	I2
I hear thee O thou voice	J2
And I would thy warning were but for me	I2
That my spirit might rejoice	J2
	-
But thou art sent	K2
For the sad earth's young and fair	G
For the graceful heads that have not bent	K2
To the wintry hand of care	G
	-
They hear the wind's low sigh	L2
And the river sweeping free	I2
And the green reeds murmuring heavily	I2
And the woods but they hear not thee	I2
	-
Long have I striven	X
With my deep foreboding soul	S
But the full tide now its bounds hath riven	X
And darkly on must roll	S
There's a young brow smiling near	W
With a bridal white rose wreath	M2
Unto me it smiles from a flowery bier	N2
Touch'd solemnly by death	O2
	-
Fair art thou Morna	P2
The sadness of thine eye	L2
Is beautiful as silvery clouds	Q2
On the dark blue summer sky	L2
	-
And thy voice comes like the sound	B
Of a sweet and hidden rill	S
That makes the dim woods tuneful round	B
But soon it must be still	S
	-
Silence and dust	R2
On thy sunny lips must lie	L2
Make not the strength of love thy trust	R2
A stronger yet is nigh	L2
No strain of festal flow	S
That my hand for thee hath tried	S2
But into dirge notes wild and low	S
Its ringing tones have died	S2
	-
Young art thou Morna	P2
Yet on thy gentle head	T2
Like heavy dew on the lily's leaves	U2
A spirit hath been shed	T2
	-
And the glance is thine which sees	V2
Thro' nature's awful heart	W2
But bright things go with the summer breeze	V2
And thou too must depart	W2
	-
Yet shall I weep	X2
I know that in thy breast	Y2
There swells a fount of song too deep	X2
Too powerful for thy rest	Y2
And the bitterness I know	S
And the chill of this world's breath	O2
Go all undimm'd in thy glory go	S
Young and crown'd bride of death	O2
	-
Take hence to heaven	X
Thy holy thoughts and bright	F
And soaring hopes that were not given	X
For the touch of mortal blight	F
	-
Might we follow in thy track	Z2
This parting should not be	I2
But the spring shall give us violets back	Z2
And every flower but thee	I2
	-
There was a burst of tears around the bard	D
All wept but one and she serenely stood	K
With her clear brow and dark religious eye	L2
Rais'd to the first faint star above the hills	A
And cloudless though it might be that her cheek	P
Was paler than before So Morna heard	A3
The minstrel's prophecy	I2
And spring return'd	B3
Bringing the earth her lovely things again	E2
All save the loveliest far A voice a smile	S
A young sweet spirit gone	C3

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

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