O Where Is The Splendour Poem by Susanna Blamire

O where is the splendour can shine away sorrow,
Or where is the treasure can buy off a sigh!
Did riches e'er purchase the loan of to--morrow,
Or find out a medicine to cure the moist eye?
Let wealth spread her carpet, and ask the gay hours
To dance in light circles its borders along;
They'd sooner tend Patrick to Nature's green bowers
``With Norah, dear Norah, the theme of his song.''

Midst the joys of the heart sits one tender affection
To heal every sorrow when tortur'd with pain;
And, when feeling sinks down into silent dejection,
Sends Hope with her cordial to cheer her again:
Thus love has shown Norah the feints of high station,
And told her that peace seldom joins the gay throng;
While ``one sweet smile gives Patrick the wealth of a nation
From Norah, dear Norah, the theme of his song.''