 | Songs and Poems from 1819 to 1879 |  |
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IRISH MELODY. No. 2.
Oh, life is but a day, my dear,
Alternate dull and gay, my dear,
And Love's bright beam the sunny gleam
That lights the wanderer's way, my dear;
Then haste thee here, my dearest love,
Whilst youth's blue sky shines clearest love,
Ere night lets fall its sable pall
And chills the heart thou cheerest, love.
Alternate dull and gay, my dear,
And Love's bright beam the sunny gleam
That lights the wanderer's way, my dear;
Then haste thee here, my dearest love,
Whilst youth's blue sky shines clearest love,
Ere night lets fall its sable pall
And chills the heart thou cheerest, love.
Oh! let us seize the hours, my dear,
Whilst pleasure round us showers, my dear,
And love and truth enable youth
To spread our path with flowers, my dear:
Then haste ere morn be flown, my love,
And eve usurp its throne, my love,
For look but gay, and thou'lt lengthen the day
By the light of thine eyes alone, my love.
Whilst pleasure round us showers, my dear,
And love and truth enable youth
To spread our path with flowers, my dear:
Then haste ere morn be flown, my love,
And eve usurp its throne, my love,
For look but gay, and thou'lt lengthen the day
By the light of thine eyes alone, my love.
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