Charles Kingsley.

1819-1875

748   Airly Beacon

AIRLY Beacon, Airly Beacon;
   O the pleasant sight to see
Shires and towns from Airly Beacon,
   While my love climb’d up to me!

Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon;
   O the happy hours we lay
Deep in fern on Airly Beacon,
   Courting through the summer’s day!

Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon;
   O the weary haunt for me,
All alone on Airly Beacon,
   With his baby on my knee!
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