The Spook Ballads
9781465574251
413 pages
Library of Alexandria
Overview
The daylight dreams of many a time, When song, and rhythmic story, Were tuned, and voiced for Bigot, and in gay Bohemian ears, Bring welcome wraiths of joyous nights, thro' whirling clouds of glory; The incense of the social weed, o'er spirit cup that cheers. With hail! to Cycle speedmen, and the boaters of Dunleary, Clontarf, and the Harmonic, where we sang with midnight chimes, The smokers of Conservatives, and Liberal Unions cheery, I weave regretful tribute to their jovial social times; For autumn gales of life have blown those festal hours asunder, And scattered far by land and sea, the steps of many a one, And some alas! beneath the sod, for evermore gone under, Have left a rainbow thro' the mist of grief that they have won. But slantha! to the hearts, and hands, of those who yet remaining, Do carry down traditions of that bright Bohemian throng, And slantha! to the soulful sheen, of life-light never waning From Old Eblana's heaven of her social art, and song.
