Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELLEN OF ROSNA HALL, by THOMAS MOORE Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: You remember ellen, our hamlet's pride Last Line: Shines pure as it did in the lowly shed. Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas Subject(s): Rosna Hall, Ireland | ||||||||
YOU remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride, How meekly she blessed her humble lot, When the stranger, William, had made her his bride, And love was the light of their lowly cot. Together they toiled through winds and rains, Till William, at length, in sadness said, "We must seek our fortune on other plains"; -- Then, sighing, she left her lowly shed. They roamed a long and a weary way, Nor much was the maiden's heart at ease, When now, at close of one stormy day, They see a proud castle among the trees. "To-night," said the youth, "we'll shelter there; "The wind blows cold, the hour is late": So he blew the horn with a chieftain's air, And the porter bowed, as they passed the gate. "Now, welcome, Lady," exclaimed the youth, -- "This castle is thine, and these dark woods all!" She believed him crazed, but his words were truth, For Ellen is Lady of Rosna Hall! And dearly the Lord of Rosna loves What William the stranger wooed and wed; And the light of bliss, in these lordly groves, Shines pure as it did in the lowly shed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A TEMPLE TO FRIENDSHIP by THOMAS MOORE AFTER THE BATTLE (OF AUGHRIM) by THOMAS MOORE BLACK AND BLUE EYES by THOMAS MOORE ECHO [OR, ECHOES] by THOMAS MOORE LALLA ROOKH: PARADISE AND THE PERI by THOMAS MOORE LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM by THOMAS MOORE O, BREATHE NOT HIS NAME! by THOMAS MOORE OH! BLAME NOT THE BARD by THOMAS MOORE PRO PATRIA MORI by THOMAS MOORE |
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