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Desmonds Song

Written by: Thomas Moore | Biography
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 By the Feal's wave benighted, 
No star in the skies, 
To thy door by Love lighted, 
I first saw those eyes. 
Some voice whisper'd o'er me, 
As the threshold I cross'd, 
There was ruin before me, 
If I loved, I was lost. 

Love came, and brought sorrow 
Too soon in his train; 
Yet so sweet, that to-morrow 
'Twere welcome again. 
Though misery's full measure 
My portion should be, 
I would drain it with pleasure, 
If pour'd out by thee. 

You, who call it dishonour 
To bow to this flame, 
If you've eyes, look but on her, 
And blush while you blame. 
Hath the pearl less whiteness 
Because of its birth? 
Hath the violet less brightness 
For growing near earth? 

No -- Man for his glory 
To ancestry flies; 
But Woman's bright story 
Is told in her eyes. 
While the Monarch but traces 
Through mortals his line, 
Beauty, born of the Graces, 
Ranks next to Divine!