by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)

The rejected lover
Language: English 
On Innisfallen’s fairy isle,
Amid the blooming bushes, O!
We leant upon the lover’s stile
And listened to the thrushes, O!
When first I sighed to see her smile
And smil’d to see her blushes, O!

Her hair was bright as beaten gold
And soft as spider’s spinning, O!
Her cheek outbloomed the apple old
That set our parents sinning, O!
And in her eyes you might behold
My joys and griefs beginning, O!

In Innisfallen’s fairy grove
I hushed my happy wooing, O!
To listen to the brooding dove
Amid the branches cooing, O!
But oh! how short those hours of love,
How long their bitter ruing, O!

Poor cushat, thy complaining breast
With woe like mine is heaving, O!
With thee I mourn a fruitless quest,
For ah! with art deceiving, Oh! (sic)
The cuckoo-bird has robbed my nest
And left me wildly grieving, Oh!


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Researcher for this text: Mike Pearson

This text was added to the website: 2015-04-08
Line count: 24
Word count: 147