The Welch Harper Written & Dedicated to Miss E. Stewart, by Jas Sheridan Knowles. Composed by Theodore Smith |
The Welch Harper | ||
Over the sunny hills I stray
[Over the sunny hills I stray]
Over the sunny hills I strayTuning many a rustic lay,
And sometimes in the Shadowy vales,
I sing of Love and Battle tales,
Merrily thus I spend my life,
Tho' poor my breast is free from strife,
The blithe old Harper call'd am I,
In the welch vales 'mid mountains high.
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In Song a Battle I relate,
Or how a Lord in Shepherds guise,
Sought favour in a Virgins eyes,
With rich and poor a welcome guest,
No cares intrude upon my Breast,
The blithe old Harper calld am I,
In the welch vales 'mid mountains high.
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And Evening Zephyrs softly sigh,
Oft times on Village green I play,
While round me dance the Rustic's gay.
And oft when veild by sable Night,
The wond'ring Shepherds I delight,
The blithe old Harper call'd am I,
In the welch vales 'mid mountains high.
The Welch Harper | ||