Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE HILL OF KILLENARDEN, by CHARLES GRAHAM HALPINE


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First Line: Though time effaces memory
Last Line: That day on killenarden.
Alternate Author Name(s): O'reilly, Miles
Subject(s): Killenarden, Ireland


THOUGH time effaces memory,
And griefs the bosom harden,
I'll ne'er forget, where'er I be,
That day at Killenarden;
For there, while fancy revelled wide,
The summer's day flew o'er me;
The friends I loved were at my side,
And Irish fields before me.

The road was steep; the pelting showers
Had cooled the sod beneath us;
And there were lots of mountain flowers,
A garland to enwreathe us.
Far, far below the landscape shone
With wheat and new-mown meadows,
And as o'erhead the clouds flew on,
Beneath swept on their shadows.

O friends, beyond the Atlantic's foam
There may be nobler mountains,
And in our new far Western home
Green fields and brighter fountains;
But as for me, let time destroy
All dreams, but this one pardon,
And barren memory long enjoy
That day on Killenarden.





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