Mo-lennav-a-chree (Macleod, set by H. Hopekirk, T. Pearson) (The Lied and Art Song Texts Page: Texts and Translations to Lieder, mélodies, canzoni, and other classical vocal music)


Eilidh, Eilidh, Eilidh, dear to me, dear and sweet,
dreams I am hearing the sound of your little running feet --
The sound of your running feet that like the sea-hoofs beat
A music by day an' night, Eilidh, on the sands of my heart, my Sweet!

Eilidh, blue i' the eyes, flower-sweet as children are,
And white as the canna that blows with the hill-breast wind afar,
Whose is the light in thine eyes --the light of a star? --a star
That sitteth supreme where the starry lights of heaven a glory are!

Eilidh, Eilidh, Eilidh, put off your wee hands from the heart o' me,
It is pain they are making there, where no more pain should be:
For little running feet, an' wee white hands, an' croodlin' as of the sea,
Bring tears to my eyes, Eilidh, tears, tears, out of the heart o' me --
Mo-lennav-a-chree,
Mo-lennav-a-chree!

Authorship

Fiona Macleod (1885-1905) [pseudonym]

From the Hills of Dream

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Helen Hopekirk (1856-1945)

Five Songs

T. E. Pearson

Date added to the website: 2008-08-16.

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