Raglan Road

Lyrics

On Raglan Road on an autumn day, I saw her and knew
Her dark hair would weave a snare I might one day rue
I saw the danger and I passed on along the enchanted way
I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day

On Grafton Street in November, we tripped along the ledge
Of the deep ravine where can be seen, the price of passion’s pledge
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and me not making hay
I loved too much and by such is happiness thrown away

I gave her gifts of the mind, gave her the secret sign
That’s known to artists who have known the gods of sound and stone
Word and tint, I did not stint, I gave her poems to say
Her own name there, and her dark hair like clouds over fields in May

On a quiet street where old ghosts meet, I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly, reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should a creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay, he’ll lose his wings at the dawn of day

Dublin 1

Songs of Dublin


Notes

Written by Patrick Kavanagh about a well known Dublin street.

Lord Raglan, famed for his part in ‘the charge of the Light Brigade’ commanded the whole British army during the Crimea War.  He had extensive estates in Dublin, though he never set foot in Ireland.


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County

Dublin

Song Themes

Love and romance

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