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HYLAND'S MAMMOTH |
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THE MAID OF EKIN.
My thoughts delight to wander
Upon a distant shore; Where lovely, fair, and tender.
Is she whom I adore. May Heaven, its blessings sparing
On her bestow them free, •The lovely maid of Erin,
Who sweetly sang to me. Had fortune flx'd my station
In some propitious hour, The monarch of a nation
Endow'd with wealth and power, That wealth and power sharing,
My peerless queen should be The lovely maid of Erin,
Who sweetly sang to me. Although the restless ocean,
May long between us roar. Yet, while my heart has motion.
She'll lodge within its core; " For, artless and endearing,
And mild and young is she, That lovely maid of Erin,
That sweetly sang to me. When fate gives intimation
That my last hour is nigh. With placid resignation
I'll lay me down and die; Fond hope my bosom cheering.
That I in Heaven shall sec The lovely maid of Erin,
That sweetly sang to me. |
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WILLIAM KEILLY'S COURTSHIP.
'Twas on a pleasant morning, all in the bloom of spriug, When as the cheerful songsters in concert sweet did sing, The primrose and the daisy bespangled every lawn. In an arbor I espied my dear Colleen Bawn.
I stood awhile amazed, quite struck with surprise, On her with rapture gazed, while from her bright eyes She shot such killing glances, my heart away was drawn, She ravish'd all my senses, my fair Colleen Bawn.
I tremblingly addressed her: "Hall, matchless fair maid. You have with grief oppress'd me, and I am much afraid, .Except you cure my anguish, which now is in its dawn, You'll cause my sad overthrow, my sweet Colleen Bawn."
Then, with a gentle smile, she replied unto me,
"I cannot tyrannize, dear Willie, over thee.
My father he is wealthy, and gives severe command,
If you but gain his favor, I'll be your Colleen Bawn."
In rapture I embraced her, we swore eternal love, And naught should separate us, except the power above. I hired with her father, and left my friends and land, That with pleasure I might gaze on my fair Colleen Bawn.
I served him a twelvemonth, right faithfully and just. Although not used to labor, was true to my trust; I valued not my wages, I would not it demand, For I could live for ages with my Colleen Bawn.
One morning, as her father and I walked out alone, I asked him for his daughter, saying, "Sir, it is well known, I have a well-stock'd farm, five hundred pounds in hand, Which I'll share with your daughter, my fair Colleen Bawn." |
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