IV. Sweet vale of AvocA! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace! VOL. IV. IRISH MELODIES. No. II. mmmm ST. SENANUS AND THE LADY. AIR.-The Brown Thorn. ST. SENANUS. "OH! haste and leave this sacred isle, * In a metrical life of St. Senanus, which is taken from an old Kilkenny MS. and may be found among the Acta Sanctorum Hiberniæ, we are told of his flight to the island of Scattery, and his resolution not to admit any woman of the party; he refused to receive even a sister saint, St. Cannera, whom an angel had taken to the island, for the express purpose of introducing her to him. The following was the ungracious answer of Senanus, according to his poetical biographer : Cui Præsul, quid fœminis |
