Knocknacarra

Knocknacarra, by T. J. Shemaly

And the jewels of the crown banished the luster
While golden hue turned pale with strokes of silver
And rubies raised a hand in salute asunder
For queen of fairies, in charming Knocknacarra

The heart now will lay a melody of her presence
And Oh! how much should it so blubber in her absence
Or If her highness thought of falling asleep with peace
Or so she would be away, far from Knocknacarra

Then, I shall rest, alone with my thoughts of loneliness
And have a dream of her highness, endowing with a bless
Alas! Far my dreams are, over the oceanic abyss
Where my queen tower high, in a town named Knocknacarra

But a glance to the heavens for that neat sweet planet of rays
Guided me to a town of so many pretties, so many ways
And then I gazed to the grasses and a standing stone that says
Here lies, a damsel so fair, of a town called Knocknacarra