 | Original Songs (1861) |  |
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OH, MARY DEAR!
I
Oh, Mary dear! oh, Mary dear!This is our parting day;
Then meet me, meet me, by the white weir,
Where the sparkling foam-bells play.
It will not be a great while, love,
Before I'm back again;
And who can tell what honour, love,
By then I may obtain?
My Mary dear! oh, Mary dear!
This is our parting day;
Then meet me, meet me, by the white weir,
Where the sparkling foam-bells play.
90
II
We volunteer'd; they wanted usTo garrison a town.
All stepp'd out, stepp'd out, like gallant men,
Who wish to win renown.
I was among the chosen few;
I did it for thy sake;
And for thee, love, to share my fame,
A name I fain would make.
Chor. My Mary dear! oh, Mary dear, &c.
T. M.
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