Claire Hamilton
my lagan love
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Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
There blows a lily fair
The twilight gleam is in her eye
The night is on her hair
And like a love-sick lennan-shee
She has my heart in thrall
Nor life I owe nor liberty
For love is lord of all.
And often when the beetle's horn
Hath lulled the eve to sleep
I steal unto her shieling lorn
And thru the dooring peep.
There on the cricket's singing stone,
She spares the bogwood fire,
And hums in sad sweet undertone
The songs of heart's desire
Nor life I owe nor liberty
For love is lord of all.
For love is lord of all.
- Album:
- Meditative Worship
- The Best Celtic Worship Album in the World… Ever!
- Mission Worship: Your Love Never Fails
- Worship For Disciples
- Introducing Claire Hamilton
- The Celtic Harp
- The Magic of the Celtic Harp Folk Songs
- Pure Irish
- Celtic Women
- Northern Ireland
- 100 Hits: Irish & Celtic Favorites
- Wild Irish Rose - a Collection of Romantic Irish Favourites
- Studio 102 Essentials: Claire Hamilton
- Wild Irish Rose
- The Celtic Music Experience, Vol. 1 (A Selection of...
- Die keltische Musik-Erfahrung, Vol. 1 (Eine Auswahl an...
- Claire Hamilton: Studio 102 Essentials
- Celtic Inspirations
- The Celtic Music Project, Vol. 2
- Celtic Relaxation - Healing Celtic Harp