Century Magazine/Volume 49/Issue 1/"Down the Green Lane She is Coming"

the green lane she is coming, Alanna, graceful and fair; The blue of the skies, Within her bright eyes, The midnight within her dark hair: O Alanna machree, the sweet sight of thee, A leap of the heart it giveth to me!

Down the green lane she is coming, Alanna, with voice like a bird; The mavis is still, The river and rill Such music they never have heard: O Alanna macbree, the sweet voice of thee, A leap of the heart it giveth to me!

Down the green lane she is coming, Alanna, with smiling so sweet; The daisies, deep red, Leap up from their bed, To fondle her white little feet: O Alanna machree, the sweet smile of thee, A leap of the heart it giveth to me!