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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS |
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OU must be troubled, Asthore, Because last night you came And stood on the moonlit floor, And called again my name. In dreams I felt your tears,
In dreams mine eyes were wet; O dead for seven long years 1 And can you not forget? Are you not happy yet ?
The mass-bell shall be rung, The mass be said and sung, And God will surely hear ; Go back and sleep, my dear / |
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You went away when you heard The red cock's clarion crow.
You have given my heart a sword, You have given my life a woe,
I, who your burden bore, On whom your sorrows fell;
You had to travel, Asthore, Your bitter need to tell, And I—was faring well!
The mass-bell shall be rung, The mass be said and sung, And God will surely hear; Go back and sleep, my dear / |
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