Текст песни Blackburn Fiona - Dear Harp Of My Country
Blackburn Fiona - Dear Harp Of My Country слова песни
Dear harp of my country, in darkness I found thee,The cold chain of silence had hung o`er thee long;When proudly, my own island harp, I unbound thee,And gave all thy chords to light, freedom and song!The warm lay of love and the light tone of gladnessHave waken`d thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill.But so oft hast thou echo`d the deep sigh of sadness,That e`en in thy mirth, it will steal from thee still.Dear harp of my country, farewell to thy numbers,This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine;Go, sleep with the sunshine of fame on thy slumbers,Till touch`d by some hand less unworthy than mine.If the pulse of the patriot, soldier or loverHave throbb`d at our lay, `tis thy glory alone;I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over,And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own!