GLENCAR WATER

By Clinton Scollard

I stood by Glencar Water

When spring filled all the air,

And, oh, by Glencar Water

It‘ s a lovely place to fare!

The song of Glencar Water

It has such silvery frets;

And there, by Glencar Water,

Are banks of violets.

But harsh seems Glencar Water

To Norah's soft replies,

And the flowers by Glencar Water

Are naught to Norah's eyes!