by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)
When she answered me her voice was low
Language: English
When she answered me her voice was low – but, oh! Not, Erin, thine own harp’s impassioned chord With prouder bliss e’er bade my bosom glow, Than she has kindled by that one sweet word. When the colleen’s eyes looked back the love in mine, My Erin, never after darkest night With bluer welcome o’er the ocean line Thy shore has started on my patriot sight. And, Erin, bid thy son as soon believe Thy song expired, thy star of promise set, As dream my darling’s eyes could e’er deceive Her lips their low sweet answer all forget.
Authorship:
- by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931), "When she answered me her voice was low" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- Also set in English, [adaptation] ; composed by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir.
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