Lyr Add: Green Dove and the Raven

Subject: Lyr Add: Green Dove and the Raven
From: Joe Offer
Date: 03 May 21 - 06:02 PM

Sarah Pavey sang this at the Singaround.

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THE GREEN DOVE AND THE RAVEN.



Theue was a dove with wings of green,
Glistening o’er so radiantly,

With head of blue and golden sheen,
All sad and wearily
Sitting two red blooms between
On lovely Barna’s wild-wood tree.

ii.

There was a letter ’neath its wing,
Written by a fair ladye,

Safely bound with silken string
So light and daintily,

And in that letter was a ring,

On lovely Barna’s wild-wood tree.



BALLADS.



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hi.

There was a raven, black and drear,

Stained with blood all loathsomely,

Perched upon the branches near,

Croaking mournfully,

And he said, “ O, dove, what bring’st thou here
To lovely Barna’s wild- wood tree ? ”



iv.

“Pm coming from a ladye gay,

To the young heir of sweet Glenore,

His ring returned, it is to say
She’ll never love him more, —

Alas the hour ! alas the day ! —

By murmuring Funcheon’s fairy shore.’’

v.

“ O, dove, outspread thy wings of green;

I’ll guide thee many a wild-wood o’er ;
I’ll bring thee where I last have seen
The young heir of Glenore,

Beneath the forest’s sunless screen,

By murmuring Funcheon’s fairy shore.”



VI.

O’er many a long mile did they flee,

The dove, the raven stained with gore,
And found beneath the Murderer’s tree
The young heir of Glenore, —

A bloody, ghastly corpse was he,

By murmuring Funcheon’s fairy shore.

VII.

“ Go back, go back, thou weary dove, —
To the cruel maid tell o’er and o’er,

He’s Death’s and mine, her hate or love
Can never reach him more —

To his ice-cold heart in Molagga’s grove,
By murmuring Funcheon’s fairy shore.”