• Michael Mullins
  • Michael "The Bard" Mullin
  • "The Bard of Foremass"
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    To welcome May

    Ye happy birds! that dwell among
    Our Foremass groves this April day,
    Carol a sweet ecstatic song
    To welcome May.

    O lark! ascend yon bright blue skies,
    And southward gaze, while hymns you chant;
    O lark! – lest May should us surprise –
    Be vigilant.

    O’er Foremass fields the live long day,
    The cuckoo with untiring voice
    Calls: “I’m the hearld of the May –
    Rejoice! rejoice!”

    Wear, braes of gorse! your crowns of gold;
    Your snowy blooms, O thorn! prepare;
    Ye fields! your fairest flowers unfold,
    And proudly wear.

    Bloom, Foremass! for your visitor –
    Sweet May that comes but once a year,
    May, which we’ve sighed and waited for,
    Loved May is near.

    Foremass Lower, Sixmilecross. Co. Tyrone.