The Song of Fionnuala (Silent Oh Moyle)

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Eleanor McEvoy - Pop

The Song of Fionnuala (Silent Oh Moyle)

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Silent, O Moyle, be the roar of thy water Break not, ye breezes, your chain of repose While, murmuring mournfully, Lir's lonely daughter Tells to the night-star her tale of woes When shall the swan, her death-note singing Sleep, with wings in darkness furled? When will heaven, its sweet bell ringing Call my spirit from this stormy world? Sadly, O Moyle, to thy winter-wave weeping Fate bids me languish long ages away; Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping Still doth the pure light its dawning delay When will that day-star, mildly springing Warm our isle with peace and love? When will heaven, its sweet bell ringing Call my spirit to the fields above?

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Credits

Writers
  • Thomas Moore
  • Eleanor McEvoy