by Joseph Campbell (1881 - 1944)

The blue hills of Antrim
Language: English 
The blue hills of Antrim I see in my dreams,
The high hills of Antrim, the glens and the streams;
In sunlight and shadow, in weal and in woe,
The sweet vision haunts me wherever I go.

Sleeve Trostan's in shadow, and Glenan in tears
Looks sorrowing up at her Love thro' the years:
That sad look at Trostan I cannot forget;
My heart pines in darkness, my lashes are wet.

Red dawn is at breaking, and Sleeve-meesh is glad
In smiles to the green fields and fallows of Braud;
Craigbilly is waking from night's dewy sleep,
And Kella's young streams with my new pulses leap.


Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

Researcher for this text: Ferdinando Albeggiani

This text was added to the website: 2009-02-03
Line count: 12
Word count: 106