30 JUNE 1900, Page 31

POETRY.

TWO IRISH LOVE SONGS.

SHE IS MY LOVE.

(In the measure of the original Irish Gaelic Love Song.) Sun is my love beyond all thought, Though she bath wrought my deepest dole; Yet dearer for the cruel pain Than one who fain would make me whole.

She is my glittering gem of gems, Who yet contemns my fortune bright ; Whose cheek but glows with redder scorn Since mine has worn a stricken white.

She is my sun and moon and star, Who yet so far and cold doth keep, She would not even o'er my bier One tender tear of pity weep.

Into my heart unsought she came, A wasting flame, a haunting care; Into my heart of hearts, all, why?

And left a sigh for ever there.