OH! SOON RETURN.

I.
The white sail caught the evening ray,

The wave beneath us seem'd to burn,
When all my weeping love could say

Was, “ Oh! soon return!” Through many a clime our ship was driven,

O'er many a billow rudely thrown;
Now chill'd beneath a northern Heaven,

Now sunn’d by summer's zone:
Yet still, where'er our course we lay,

When evening bid the west wave burn, I thought I heard her faintly say, "Oh! soon return!-Oh! soon return !”

II.
If ever yet my bosom found

Its thoughts one moment turn’d from thee, 'Twas when the combat raged around,

And brave men look'd to me.
But though 'mid battle's wild alarm

Love's gentle power might not appear,
He gave to glory's brow the charm

Which made even danger dear.

And then, when victory's calm came o'er

The hearts where rage had ceased to burn, I heard that farewell voice once more,

" Oh! soon return!-Oh! soon return!"

OH! YES, SO WELL.

I.
Oh! yes, so well, so tenderly

Thou'rt loved, adored by me,
Fame, fortune, wealth, and liberty,

Were worthless without thee.
Though, brimm'd with blisses, pure and rare,

Life's cup before me lay,
Unless thy love were mingled there,

I'd spurn the draught away.
Oh! yes, so well, so tenderly

Thou’rt loved, adored by me, Fame, fortune, wealth, and liberty,

Are worthless without thee.

II.
Without thy smile how joylessly

All glory's meeds I see!

And even the wreath of victory

Must owe its bloom to thee.
Those worlds, for which the conqueror sighs,

For me have now no charms;
My only world's thy radiant eyes-

My throne those circling arms!
Oh! yes, so well, so tenderly

Thou'rt loved, adored by me,
Whole realms of light and liberty

Were worthless without thee.

OH! YES, WHEN THE BLOOM.

1. Он On! yes, when the bloom of Love's boyhood is o’er

He'll turn into friendship that feels no decay; And, though Time may take from him the wings

he once wore, The charms that remain will be bright as before And he'll lose but his young trick of flying away

II. Then let it console thee, if Love should not stay, i

That Friendship our last happy moments wil,

Like the shadows of morning, Love lessens away, While Friendship, like those at the closing of

day,

Will linger and lengthen as life's sun goes down.

ONE DEAR SMILE.

I.

COULDST thou look as dear as when

First I sigh'd for thee;

Couldst thou make me feel again

Every wish I breathed thee then,

Oh! how blissful life would be!

Hopes, that now beguiling leave me,
Joys, that lie in slumber cold-

All would wake, couldst thou but give me
One dear smile like those of old.

II.

Oh! there's nothing left us now,

But to mourn the past;

Vain was every ardent vow

Never yet did Heaven allow

Love so warm, so wild, to last.

VOL. V.

9

Not even hope could now deceive me

Life itself looks dark and cold :
Oh! thou never more canst give me

One dear smile like those of old.

POH, DERMOT! GO ALONG WITH YOUR

GOSTER.

I.
Por, Dermot! go along with your goster,

You might as well pray at a jig,
Or teach an old cow Pater Noster,

Or whistle Moll Roe to a pig! Arrah, child! do you think I'm a blockhead,

And not the right son of my mother, To put nothing at all in one pocket, And not half so much in the other?

Poh, Dermot! etc.

II.
Any thing else I can do for

you, Keadh mille faltha, and welcome, Put up an Ave or two for you,

Fear'd that you'd ever to hell come.