The Wishing Well
When first I saw you, I saw beauty
And I blinded my eyes, for fear that I should weep
When first I heard you, I heard sweetness
And I turned away, for fear of my weakness
I blinded my eyes, my face I turned away
I hardened my heart for fear of my ruin
Words & music: Connie Dover
From the CD, The Wishing Well, by Connie Dover © Taylor Park Music
I adapted the lyrics to this song from a longer poem entitled
"Renunciation" by Padraig Pearse.
Pearse was an Irish poet, teacher and a passionate advocate of Irish
An eloquent orator, he became a spokesperson on behalf of Home Rule, and
in May of 1916, he was executed by a British firing squad for his role
in the Easter Rising.