Arranmore - Bantock, Granville

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"Irish folk song"

◈ Genre → Folksongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 11

CPDL # 75499

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-09-18

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

Oh! Arranmore, lov’d Arranmore, How oft I dream of thee, And of those days when, by thy shore, I wander’d young and free. Full many a path I’ve tried since then, Thro’ pleasure’s flow’ry maze, But ne’er could find the bliss again I felt in those sweet days. How blithe upon thy breezy cliffs At sunny morn I’ve stood, With heart as bounding as the skiffs That danc’d along thy flood; Or when the western wave grew bright With daylight’s parting wing, Have sought that Eden in its light Which dreaming poets sing. That Eden where th’immortal brave Dwell in a land serene Whose bow’rs beyond the shining wave At sunset oft are seen. Ah! dream too full of sadd’ning truth! Those mansions o’er the main Are like the hopes I built in youth As sunny— and as vain!