A song from the Irish, by William Drennan

From The Cabinet of Irish Literature, Volume 2, edited by Charles A. Read

A Song from the Irish

Branch of the sweet and early rose,
That in the purest beauty grows,
So passing sweet to smell and sight,
On whom shalt thou bestow delight?

Who, in the dewy evening walk,
Shall pluck thee from the tender stalk?
Whose temples blushing shalt thou twine;
And who inhale thy breath divine?

See also:—

Two Ulster Patriots (Dr William Drennan and Mrs Martha McTier)

Other poems by William Drennan:—

The Wake of William Orr
O Sweeter Than the Fragrant Flower
The Wild Geese
My Father
When Erin First Rose