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HIBERNIAN SONGSTER.
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ONE SUNDAY AFTER MASS,
One Sunday after mass, As Dermot and his lass Thro" the greenwood did pass.
All alone, and all alone.
All alone, and all alone. He asked her for a p6g, But she call'd him a rogue. And she beat him with her brogue,
Och hone, and och hone!
Och hone, and och hone! Said he, "My dear joy, Why will you be so coy? Let us play, let us toy,
AH alone, and all alone.
All alone, and all alone." "Now Dermot, dear, be good, You know you really should, , You must not be so rude,
Och hone, and och hone!
Och hone, and och hone! He bribed her with nuts. He bribed her with sloes, Till Katie smiling rose,
Och hone, and och hone,
Och hone, and och hone. And now he sees her wish, Not thinking it amiss, Her cherry lips does kiss,
Och hone, and och hone!
Och hone, and och hone!
ANNIE DEAR,
Our mountain brooks were rushing, Annie dear. The autumn eve was flushing, Annie dear,
But brighter was your blushing,
When first your murmurs hushing, I told my love outgushing, Annie dear. Ah! but our hopes were splendid, Annie dear, How sadly they have ended, Annie dear,
The ring betwixt us broken.
When vows of love were spoken, OX your bear£ was a token, Annie dear. For once when home returning, Annie dear, I found our cottage burning, Annie dear,
Around It were the yeomen,
Of ev'ry ill and omen, The country's bitter foemen, Annie dear. But why arose a morrow, Annie dear, Upon that night of sorrow;, Annie dear,
Far better by thee lying,
Their bayonets defying, Than live in exile sighing, Annie dear.
THE EARTH IS FAIR AROUND US.
The earth Is fair around us, the sun is bright above.
But more glorious is our happiness, more glowing is our love.
Your eyes—your eyes so tender look fondly into mine.
And they clasp me like a blessing, those darling hands ot thine.
Are you glad to be so near me? For your smile Is very bright,
And a smile Is sometimes coming, as of newly found delight.
And I felt your light hand trembling tho' so fearless is my own:
Are you glad to be so near me? Would you grieve if I were gone?