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Ballads of Irish chivalry

Joyce, Robert Dwyer (1836-1883)

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TO GRACIE
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BALLADS.
 
THE SIEGE OF CLONMEL.
 
DUNLEVY.
 
THE BATTLE OF KNOCKINOSS.
 
THE TEMPLAR KNIGHT.
 
ROMANCE OF THE BANNER.
 
ROSE CONDON.
 
THE BATTLE OF THURLES.
 
ROSSNALEE.
 
CROSSING THE BLACKWATER.
 
ROMANCE OF MEERGAL AND GARMON.
 
MARY LOMBARD.
 
THE DYING WARRIOR.
 
THE TAKING OF ARMAGH.
 
THE SACK OF DUNBUI.
 
THE LADY OF THE SEA.
 
THE DEATH OF O'DONNELL.
 
MARY'S SWEETHEART.
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SONGS.
 
MY BOAT.
 
WILL OF THE GAP.
 
MY HEART IS WILD.
 
THE FLOWER THAT NE'ER SHALL FADE.
 
THE STUDENT.
 
MY STEED WAS WEARY.
 
FAR AWAY.
 
THE MOUNTAIN ASH.
 
THE ENSIGN AND HIS BANNER.
 
I NEVER CAN FORGET.
 
THERE IS A STREAM.
 
DONAL O'KEEFFE'S LAMENT.
 
I THOUGHT SHE LOVED ME DEARLY.
 
MY TRUE LOVE BRIGHT.
 
THE RED LUSMORE.
 
THE SPRING OF THE YEAR.
 
THE OUTLAW OF KILMORE.
 
THE LOCKS OF AMBER.
 
ALLISDRUM'S MARCH AT THE BATTLE OF KNOCKINOSS.
 
THE LITTLE BIRD.
 
LAMENT OF GARODH EARLA.
 
MARY EARLEY.
 
ALLEY KELLY O!
 
MY FLOWER OF FLOWERS.
 
THIS MAID OF MINE.
 
THE YELLOW HAIR.
 
OH! FAIR SHINES THE SUN ON GLENARA.
 
MY ANNA'S EYES.
 
FAIR KATE OF GLENANNER.
 
MERRILY, MERRILY PLAYING.
 
THE SIEGE OF LIMERICK.
 
FAIR HELEN OF THE DELL.
 
WHATEVER WIND IS BLOWING.
 
MARYANNE.
 
I SIT ON THE HOLD OF MOYALLO.
 
MY MARY.
 
BRAVE DONALL.
 
I STILL AM A ROVER.
 
THERE IS A TREE IN DARRA'S WOOD.
 
I BUILT ME A BOWER.
 
THE CAILIN RUE.
 
THE GREEN RIBBON.
 
ANNIE DE CLARE.
 
THE MARCH OUT OF LIMERICK.
 
FAINGE AN LAE.
 
GRA GAL BAN.
 
DONALL NA GREINE.
 
THE WIND THAT SHAKES THE BARLEY.
 
FANNY CLAIR.
 
WILLY BRAND.
 
THE LASSES OF IRELAND.
 
O'SULLIVAN'S FLIGHT.
 
SONG.
 
I LOVED A MAID.
 
JESSY BRIEN.
 
JOHNNY'S RETURN.
 
THE FORSAKEN.
 
MY TRUE LOVE.
 
FAIREST AND RAREST.
 
COME, ALL YOU MAIDS, WHERE'ER YOU BE.
 
MARY, THE PRIDE OF THE WEST.
 
MY LOVE IS ON THE RIVER.
 
OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY.
 
THE WITHERED ROSE.
 
THE JOLLY COMPANIE.
 
MY IRISH GIRL.
 
I'M FOURTEEN YEARS OLD UPON SUNDAY.
 
THE SUMMER IS COME.
 
OVER THE MORNING DEW.
 
SWEET GLENGARIFF'S WATER.
 
AMONG THE FRAGRANT HAY.
 
THE SADDEST BREEZE.
 
MY LOVE IS AT MY SIDE.
 
FANNY.

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MY TRUE LOVE.

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Air—“The May Morning”.

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My love has a form of splendour;
My love has an eye divine;
My love has a heart full tender,
And I know that heart is mine;
Her swan-like neck and bosom
Are softly fair and pure
As the snowy wild rose blossom,
Or the white flower of the moor.

II

The summer streamlets playing,
Flow down in light and song,
So my thoughts to her go straying
Through night and all day long,
And to the bliss which crowned me,
When I kissed her o'er and o'er,
When my true love's arms were round me
By the wild lake's rocky shore.

III

My love's like a bright May morning,
So pure, so mild, so bland;
My love's like a rose adorning
A bower in some fairy land;—
How I long for red eve's shining,
To see my true love stand,
Her golden tresses twining
With her snow-white lily hand!

IV

There's a stream in the wildwood springing,
Where the birds chant on each tree:
Oh! I deem them for ever singing,
My mountain maid, of thee!
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And that stream the mountains blue, love,
A deep sea shall o'erflow,
Ere I forsake my true love,
Or my heart one change shall know.
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