West-Vlaanderen. Jaargang 2

Mourne mountains

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Mourne Mountains with thy morning mist
That weaves thy weeds of loneliness,

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Mourne Mountains weather'd far away
Still dreaming of the garish day,

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Thou mounts of Mourne with waving wale
Retell of olden times thy tale,

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Thou musing altars watch and ward
and tell of druid and harping bard.

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Mounts mourning with the mourning sea,
Reveal thy purpled veil to me

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And when the sun in rousing cope
Will raise the golden rays of hope,

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Then praise the Lord and sing to Him
Thy heathy Northern Irish Hymn.

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FERNAND ETIENNE

MOURNE MOUNTAINS werd ontleend aan een bundel Engelse gedichten die ontstonden in het jaar 1945, toen schrijver in Noord-Ierland verbleef. Van dezelfde dichter verschenen Engelse verzen in Ierse en Engelse bladen.