1. Louisa Macartney Crawford

  • Kathleen Mavourneen

    Kathleen Mavourneen! the gray dawn is breaking,
      The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill;
    The lark from her light wing the bright dew is shaking,—
      Kathleen Mavourneen! what, slumbering still?

    Oh, hast thou forgotten how soon we must sever?
      Oh! hast thou forgotten this day we must part?
    It may be for years, and it may be forever!...

    Louisa Macartney Crawford

  • “We parted in silence”

    We parted in silence, we parted by night,
      On the banks of that lonely river;
    Where the fragrant limes their boughs unite,
      We met—and we parted forever!
    The night-bird sung, and the stars above
      Told many a touching story,
    Of friends long passed to the kingdom of love,
      Where the soul wears its mantle of glory.

    We parted in...

    Louisa Macartney Crawford