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HYLAND'S MAMMOTH |
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And when -with both returned again My native land to see,
I know a smile will meet me there. And a hand will welcome me, Ailleen, And a hand will welcome me. |
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'TIS EVENING BEINGS MY HEART.
'Tis evening brings my heart to thee,
When all Is lovely, calm and still; That welcome hour so dear to me,
When purest thoughts my bosom fill! The bird flies homeward to its nest,
The zephyr woos the wandering bee, The dewdrop seeks the lily's breast:
So evening brings my heart to thee! Chorus.—To thee! to thee!
'Tis evening brings my heart to thee!
A truant beam returns again
To mingle with the orb of day; A streamlet, winding through the glen.
Will lose itself in ocean spray; And when the sky with beauty glows,
And starry eyes look on the sea, When weary nature seeks repose,
Then evening brings my heart to thee!—Chorus,
Oh! I could linger at thy side,
And dream away my every care; Or fancy life a silver tide,
With not a wave to ripple there. Though fortune frown and coldly spurn.
And mine a chequered path must be, Till mem'ry's lamp shall cease to burn.
Will evening bring my heart to thee!—Chorus. |
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THE RISING OF THE MOON.
*' *Oh, then tell me, Shawn O'Ferrall,
Tell me why you hurry so?' 'Hush, ma bouchal, hush and listen;*
And his cheeks were all aglow. 'I bear ordhers from the captain,
Get you ready quick and soon;
For the pikes must be together
At the risin' of the moon.
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" 'Oh, then tell me, Shawn O'Ferrall,
Where the gatherin' Is to be?' 'In the ould spot by the river,
Right well known to you and me. One word more—for signal token,
"Whistle up the marchin' tune, With your pike upon your shoulder
By the risin* of the moon.'
"Out from many a mud-wall cabin
Eyes were watching through that night, Many a manly chest was throbbing
For the blessed warning light. Murmurs passed along the valley,
Like the banshee's lonely croon, And a thousand blades were flashing
At the rising of the moon.
*'There beside the singing river That dark mass of men was seen,
Far above the shining weapons Hung their own beloved green. |
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