In the wan, mistful morning to Ocean's wild gales Afar from her scorning I loose my black sails; For my kiss was scarce cold on her cheek when she turned And my love for the gold of a renegade spurned. Under cloud chill and pallid, while hollow winds moan, Lies alas! our green-valleyed, purple-peaked Innishowen; For as if my sad case she were sharing to-day, All her glory and grace she hides weeping away. Farewell, Lake of Shadows! Buncrana, farewell To your thymy sea meadows, your fern-fluttering dell! Adieu, Donegal! o'er the waters death wan, Under Heaven's heavy pall, like a ghost I am gone.
- by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "Like a ghost I am gone", op. 76 no. 49, published 1901 [voice and piano], from Songs of Erin, no. 49, London, Boosey [text verified 1 time]
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