Thomas Moore, from Irish Melodies, vol. 8
Shall the Harp then be silent, when he who first gave|
To our country a name, is withdrawn from all eyes?
Shall a Minstrel of Erin stand mute by the grave
Where the first - where the last of her Patriots lies?
2. No - faint though the death-song may fall from his lips,
3. What a union of all the affections and powers
4. Oh, who that loves Erin, or who that can see,
5. That one lucid interval, snatch'd from the gloom
6. Who, that ever hath heard him - hath drunk at the source
7. An eloquence rich, wheresoever its wave
8. Who, what ever approach'd him, when free from the crowd,
9. Is there one, who hath thus, through his orbit of life
10. Oh no, not a heart that e'er knew him but mourns
* These lines were written on the death of our great patriot, Grattan, in the year 1820. It is only the two first verses that are either intended or fitted to be sung.
** The following verse is here omitted:
That home, where - like him, who, as fable hath told,
Put the rays from his brow, that his child might come near
Every glory forgot, the most wise of the old
Become all that the simplest and youngest hold dear.
*** Another elision occurs here:
Such a union of all that enriches life's hour,
Of the sweetness we love and the greatness we praise,
As that type of simplicity blended with power,
A child with a thunderbolt, only pourtrays.
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