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“Tho' the rain it did pour, and the winds they did blow,
When we were borne over the Ferry,
Tho' the rain it did pour, yes Henry, you know
That my heart it was blithesome and merry.
“But ah! tho' the sun so sweetly did shine
As I did return o'er the Ferry,
I wept—for then Henry no longer was mine,
And my heart knew not how to be merry.
“The sun now will shine and the winds blow in vain,
For I've bid adieu to the Ferry;—
I ne'er with dear Henry shall pass it again,
And my heart has forgot to be merry.”
Pat listen'd and soon made reply In his own native minstrelsy.