Ballads of Irish chivalry By Robert Dwyer Joyce: Edited, with Annotations, by his brother P. W. Joyce |
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FAIR MAIDENS' BEAUTY WILL SOON FADE AWAY. |
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FAIR MAIDENS' BEAUTY WILL SOON FADE AWAY.
I
My love she was born in the North counterie,Where the highlands of Antrim look over the sea;
My love is as fair as the soft smiling May;
But fair maidens' beauty will soon fade away.
II
My love is as pure as the bright blesséd wellThat springs from Seefin in a green lonely dell;
My love she is graceful and tender and gay;
But fair maidens' beauty will soon fade away.
III
My love is as sweet as the cinnamon tree;As the bark to its bough cleaves she firm unto me;
But the leaves they will wither and the roots will decay,
And fair maidens' beauty will soon fade away.
IV
But love, though the green leaf may wither and fall,Though the bright eye be dimmed, and the sweet smile and all;
O, love has a life that shall never decay,
Though fair maidens' beauty will soon fade away.
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