One
morning early, I set out by Killarney’s Lake so fair.
The
dew was sparkling on the grass and sunlight warmed the air.
The
blooms were bursting from the bough, as it was the month of May,
And a
mystery girl walked by my side, at the Dawning of the Day.
She
wore no cap, she wore no cloak, my darling from the sky.
Her
golden hair was all she wore, and the twinkle in her eye.
There
was beauty in her every pore and sprightly was her stride,
And
stepping out beside her, I was joyful and alive.
The
robin sang on every side, the blackbird and the dove,
And,
on the lake, the ducks and drake played out their game of love.
The
pulsating earth was mating with the very sky above,
And
my heart sang out inside my breast as by the lake we roved.
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