Art by Jim Fitzpatrick ©

Tale of the Four White Swans

Farewell! Farewell! Farewell!
Far hence we lost ones go:
Hearken to our knell,
Hearken to our woe!

Farewell! Farewell! Farewell!
With breaking hearts we flee:
For none can tell
Our wild home on the sea.

For ages on the Moyle
In lonliness and pain,
Our feet shall tread no soil,
Wild wave, wild wind, wild rain.

For ages in the west,
Fierce storms and fiercer cold
Shall be alone our rest,
While ye grow old.

Let not our memories pass,
O ye who stay behind
Who are as the grass
And we the wind.

Farewell! Farewell! Farewell!
Far hence we lost ones go:
Hearken to our knell,
Hearken to our woe!

- Fiona Macleod -

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