Robert Louis Stevenson - Sing Me a Song of a Lad That is Gone lyrics

Sing me a song of a lad that is gone Say, could that lad be I? Merry of soul he sailed on a day Over the sea to Skye. Mull was astern, Rùm on the port, Eigg on the starboard bow; Glory of youth glowed in his soul; Where is that glory now? Give me again all that was there, Give me the sun that shone! Give me the eyes, give me the soul, Give me the lad that's gone! Billow and breeze, islands and seas, Mountains of rain and sun, All that was good, all that was fair, All that was me is gone.