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Updated: May 1, 2025
"An' what about the wather when I'd have ould Paddy's boat, Is it me that would be feared to grip the oars an' go afloat? Oh, I could find him by the light of sun or moon or star: But there's caulder things than salt waves between us, so they are. Och anee!
"Sure well I know he'll never have the heart to come to me, An' love is wild as any wave that wanders on the sea, 'Tis the same if he is near me, 'tis the same if he is far: His thoughts are hard an' ever hard between us, so they are. Och anee!" Her hands dropped from the keys and she turned slowly on the end of the seat. The dark lashes fell to her hot cheeks.
"But if 't was only Shevè Cross to climb from foot to crown, I'd soon be up an' over that, I'd soon be runnin' down. Then sure the great ould sea itself is there beyont the bar, An' all the windy wathers are between us, so they are. Och anee!" The rich, soft, young voice with its Irish brogue died away. The little audience paid the singer the tribute of silence. She herself was the first to speak.
For here I live the near side an' he is on the far, An' all your heights and hollows are between us, so they are. Och anee!" Gordon, as he listened, felt the strange hunger of that homesick cry steal through his blood.
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