• Michael Mullins
  • Michael "The Bard" Mullin
  • "The Bard of Foremass"
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    A Love Song

    O, I would deem my lot divine.
    Though forced to leave my native shore;
    If I were yours-and you were mine,
    To part no more.

    For you to me are more than land –
    My flow’rs of flow’rs, my harp in tune,
    My mine of gold, my jewels, and
    My sun and moon!

    O, I would deem my lot divine,
    Though doomed to life-long servitude;
    If I were yours, if you were mine –
    I would – I would!

    Work would be joy, and pain be bliss,
    And crosses sweet for sake of you;
    I’d have, in one soul-stirring kiss,
    More than my due.

    O, I would deem my lot divine,
    Though failed by friends and all the rest;
    If I were yours – if you were mine,
    In one wee nest.

    For what to me were wealth and wine,
    And home and friends, and power and place,
    Were I not yours – were you not mine? –
    My flower of grace.