Beautiful melody to the words written by the Irish poet Thomas Moore(1779-1852).......Silent, oh Moyle, be the roar of thy water,Break not, ye breezes, your chain of repose,While, murmuring mournfully, Lir's lonely daughterTells to the night-star her tale of woes.When shall the swan, her death-note singing,Sleep, with wings in darkness furl'd?When will heav'n, its sweet bell ringing,Call my spirit from this stormy world?Sadly, oh Moyle, to thy winter-wave weeping,Fate bids me languish long ages away;Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping,Still doth the pure light its dawning delay.When will that day-star, mildly springing,Warm our isle with peace and love?When will heav'n, its sweet bell ringing,Call my spirit to the fields above?

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