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E2 HYLAND'S MAMMOTH
Every night upon thy grave, Mary Alleen, Shall my tears to sweet flowers lave, Mary Alleen! ' I will whisper—"Art thou mine?" Thou wilt answer—"Ever thine!" Death but makes our love divine, Mary Aileen!
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SAVOURNEEN DEELISH.
Ah! the moment was sad when my love and I parted—
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! As I kissed off her tears I was nigh broken-hearted—
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! Wan was her che'ek which hung on my shoulder— Damp was her hand, no marble was colder; I felt that again I should never behold her.
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! When the word of command put our men into motion,
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! I buckled my knapsack to cross the wide ocean,
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! Brisk were our troops, all roaring like thunder, Pleased with the voyage, impatient for plunder, My bosom with grief was almost torn asunder.
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! Long I fought for my country, far, far from my true love—
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! All my pay and my booty I hoarded for you, love,
Savourneen deelish Eileen oge! Peace was proclaimed—escaped from the slaughter, Landed at home, my sweet girl I sought her; . But sorrow, alas! to the cold grave had brought her.
Savourncen deelish feileen oge! |
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SHAMUS O'BRIEN.
Oh! sweet is the smile of the beautiful morn,
As it peeps through the curtain of night. And the voice of the nightingale singing bis tune.
While the stars seem to smile with delight. Old nature now lingers in silent repose,
And the sweet breath of summer is calm, While I sit and wonder if Shamus e'er knows
How sad and unhappy I am! Chokus,—Oh! Shamus O'Brien, why don't you come home,
You don't know how happy I'll be; I've but one darling wish, and that is that you'd come
And forever be happy with me!
I'll smile when you smile, and I'll weep when you weep,
I'll give you a kiss for a kiss, And all the fond vows that I've made you, I'll keep—
What more can I promise than this? Does the sea have such bright and such beautiful charms
That your heart will not leave it for me? Oh! why did I let you go out of my arms.
Like a bird that was caged and is free!
Oh! Shamus O'Brien, etc.
Oh! Shamus O'Brien, I'm loving you yet,
And my heart is still trusting and kind; It was you who first took it, and can you forget
That love for another you'd find? No! no! if you break it with sorrow and pain,
I'll then have a duty to do; If you'll bring it to me, I'll mend it again,
And trust It, dear Shamus, to you.
Oh! Shamus O'Brien, etc. |
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