AILEEN AROON.[1]
Reading edition
AILEEN AROON.[1]
———
BY WILLIAM P. MULCHINOCK.
———
Girl of the forehead fair,
Aileen, aroon!
Girl of the raven hair,
Aileen, aroon!
Girl of the laughing eye,
Blue as the cloudless sky,
For thee I pine and sigh,
Aileen, aroon.
Girl of the winning tongue,
Aileen, aroon!
Flower of our maidens young,
Aileen, aroon!
Sad was our parting day,
Fast flowed my tears away,
Cold was my heart as clay,
Aileen, aroon.
When o’er the heaving sea,
Aileen, aroon!
Sailed the ship fast and free,
Aileen, aroon!
Wailing, as women wail,
I watched her snowy sail
Bend in the rising gale,
Aileen, aroon.
I watched her course afar,
Aileen, aroon!
Till rose the evening star,
Aileen, aroon!
Then fell the shades of night,
Wrapping all from my sight
Save the stars’ pensive light,
Aileen, aroon.
Stranger to grief is sleep,
Aileen, aroon!
What could I do but weep?
Aileen, aroon!
Worlds would tempt in vain,
Me, to live through again
That night of bitter pain,
Aileen, aroon.
Oh! but my step is weak,
Aileen, aroon!
Wan and pale is my cheek,
Aileen, aroon!
Come o’er the ocean tide,
No more to leave my side,
Come, my betrothed bride,
Aileen, aroon.
Come, ere the grave will close
Aileen, aroon!
O’er me and all my woes,
Aileen, aroon!
Come with the love of old,
True as is tested gold,
Pet lamb of all the fold,
Aileen, aroon.
By the strand of the sea,
Aileen, aroon!
Still I’ll keep watch for thee,
Aileen, aroon!
There with fond love I’ll hie,
Looking with tearful eye
For thee until I die,
Aileen, aroon.