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The Lark in the Clear Air

The Lark in the Clear Air
(Sir Samuel Ferguson)

 Dear thoughts are in my mind
 And my soul soars enchanted,
 As I hear the sweet lark sing
 In the clear air of the day.
 For a tender beaming smile
 To my hope has been granted,
 And tomorrow she shall hear
 All my fond heart would say.

 I shall tell her all my love,
 All my soul's adoration,
 And I think she will hear
 And will not say me nay.
 It is this that gives my soul
 All its joyous elation,
 As I hear the sweet lark sing
 In the clear air of the day.

recorded by Sidney MacEwan in 1932
 lyrics by Sir Samuel Ferguson of Belfast circa 1850
 trad tune 'Caisleán U, Néill' collected by Lady Ferguson in the west of Ireland
 from the book "A Song For Ireland" by Mary O'Hara
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