I Have Been to Hy-Brasail

I have been to Hy-Brasail,And the Land of Youth have seen,Much laughter have I heard there.And birds amongst the green.

Many have I met there,But no one ever old,Yet I have left Hy-BrasailBefore my time was told.

Love have I known, too.As I shall meet no more;Lost is the magic island,And I cannot find the shore.

Since I have left Hy-Brasail,Age has encompassed me.She plucks me by the shoulderAnd will not let me be.

Her face is grey and mournful,Her hand is hard and cold,Yet I have left Hy-BrasailBefore my time was told.