My love's an arbutus By the borders of Lene, So slender and shapely In her girdle of green. And I measure the pleasure Of her eyes' sapphire sheen By the blue skies that sparkle Through the soft branching screen. But though ruddy the berry And snowy the flower That brighten together The arbutus bower, Perfuming and blooming Through sunshine and shower, Give me her bright lips And her laugh's pearly dower. Alas, fruit and blossom Shall lie dead on the lea, And Time's jealous fingers Dim your young charms, Machree. But unranging, unchanging, You'll still cling to me, Like the evergreen leaf To the arbutus tree.
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