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cc Dear Harp of my Country
cci Charmed by the Lustre of thine Eyes
ecu Fly not yet
can Arise from thy Slumbers
cciv Love's Young Dream
ccv Rich and Rare
cevi If Thou'lt be Mine
ccvn The Harp that once through Tara's Halls
cevm O lov'd Maid of Broka
ccix She is far from the Land
ccx The Valley lay smiling before Me
ccxi Full high in Killbride
ccxii How sweet the Answer
ccxm 'Twas the Hour when Rites unholy
ccxiv Sail on, Sail on
ccxv Though the last Glimpse of Erin
ccxvi O where's the Slave so lowly
ccxvn Oh! breathe not his Name
ccxvm Nay, tell me not, Dear
ccxix O the Sight entrancing
ccxx In Ringlets curled
ccxxi Branch of the Sweet and Early Rose
ccxxn A Chieftain to the Highlands bound
ccxxm Though dark are our Sorrows
ccxxiv 'Tis the last Rose of Summer
ccxxv Let Erin remember
ccxxvi My Sorrow, deep Sorrow
ccxxvn The Minstrel Boy
ccxxviii Avenging and bright
ccxxix I've a Secret to tell thee
ccxxx Weep on, Weep on
ccxxxi The Blush of Morn
ccxxxn The young May Moon
ccxxxm How oft has the Benshee cried
ccxxxiv Through Grief and through Danger
ccxxxv The Exile of Erin
ccxxxvi And doth not a Meeting like this
ccxxxvn While gazing on the Moon's light
ccxxxviu O'Rourke's noble Fare
ccxxxix The Legacy
ccxl When He who adores Thee
ccxli Wreathe the Bowl
ccxlii Sing, sing, Music was given
ccxliii The Meeting of the Waters
ccxliv The Dew each trembling Leaf
ccxlv When cold in the Earth
ccxlvi Has Sorrow thy Young Days shaded
ccxlvii Life and its Follies are fading away
ccxlviii Deck the Hall with Boughs of Holly
ccxlix Where are the Men
ccl I hear the Trumpet sounding
ccli While the Moon her Watch is keeping
cclii Oh ! well do I remember
CCLiu Fill, fill the bright Mead-Cup |
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