My Dark Rosaleen All yesterday I sail'd with sails The Erne, at its highest flood, For there was lightning in my blood, My own Rosaleen! O, there was lightning in my blood, All day long, in unrest, To and fro, do I move. The very soul within my breast Is wasted for you, love! The heart in my bosom faints To think of you, my Queen, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, But yet will I rear your throne 36 24 'T is you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! 'T is you shall have the golden throne, 'T is you shall reign, and reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! Over dews, over sands, Will I fly for your weal: Your holy delicate white hands Shall girdle me with steel. At home, in your emerald bowers, From morning's dawn till e'en, You'll pray for me, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! 48 You'll think of me through daylight hours, My virgin flower, my flower of flowers, I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, And one beamy smile from you Would float like light between My toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark Rosaleen! 60 72 The Star-Spangled Banner With redundance of blood, The earth shall rock beneath our tread, Wake many a glen serene, Ere you shall fade, ere you shall die, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! The Judgement Hour must first be nigh, 84 My Dark Rosaleen! James Clarence Mangan. 1845? THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER O SAY, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there; O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave? 8 On that shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines in the stream; 'Tis the star-spangled banner; O long may it wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave! 16 And where are the foes who so vauntingly swore No refuge could save the hireling and slave grave; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave. O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand desolation! Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heavenrescued land 24 The American Flag Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto, "In God is our trust "; And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. 1813. 32 Francis Scott Key. THE AMERICAN FLAG WHEN Freedom from her mountain height She tore the azure robe of night, Majestic monarch of the cloud, Who rear'st aloft thy regal form, When strive the warriors of the storm, 12 |