Arnold Bax - To Eire

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To Thee, Beloved, of old there came
The sailers of a thousand ships
Who learned to love Thy hidden name
And love the music on Thy lips;

But some, who thought to build Thy pyre
And on its ruin rear a throne
Have loved to sit around Thy fire
And count Thy saddest songs their own;

And sons of Thine, who broke love's bands
To seek a fabled far-off shore
Grope thro' the world with aching hands
And hunger for Thee evermore;

For, tho' Thy sorrow may not cease
Tho', blessing, Thou are still unblest
Thou has for men a Gift of Peace
O Daughtеr of Divine Unrest!
 
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