Alas! the fair sweet days are gone
When love was ours from dawn to dawn:
Our sole companion now is pain,
Through frost and snow, through storm and rain.
Beneath my wings my brothers lie
When fierce the ice-winds hurtle by:
On either side and ’neath my breast
Lir’s sons have known no other rest.
Ah, kisses we shall no more know,
Ah, love so dear exchanged for woe,