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Grace Nugent (Author: Samuel Ferguson)

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Carolan

1. Brightest blossom of the Spring,
   Grace, the sprightly girl I sing:
   Grace, who bore the palm of mind
   From all the rest of womankind.
   Whomsoe'er the fates decree,
   Happy fate! for life to be
   Day and night my Coolun near.
   Ache or pain need never fear!
2. Her neck outdoes the stately swan,
   Her radiant face the summer dawn:
   Ah, happy thrice the youth for whom
   The fates design that branch of bloom!
   Pleasant are your words benign,
   Rich those azure eyes of thine:
   Ye who see my queen, beware
   Those twisted links of golden hair!
3. This is what I fain would say
   To the bird-voiced lady gay, —
   Never yet conceived the heart
   Joy which Grace cannot impart:
   Fold of jewels! case of pearls!
   Coolun of the circling curls!
   More I say not, but no less
   Drink you health and happiness!