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I bade farewell and came away,
but in my mind it ran.
How blyth and merry were the days
I spent with Peggy Bawn.
but in my mind it ran.
How blyth and merry were the days
I spent with Peggy Bawn.
O Peggy Bawn I am thine own,
my heart lies in your breast;
And tho we at a distance are
I still will love you the best,
Although we at a distance are
and seas between us roar,
I'll constant be dear Peggy Bawn,
to you for evermore.
my heart lies in your breast;
And tho we at a distance are
I still will love you the best,
Although we at a distance are
and seas between us roar,
I'll constant be dear Peggy Bawn,
to you for evermore.
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SWEET SINGS THE MAVIS.
How sweet sings the mavis
among yon green bowers;
Soft whispers the breeze,
gently sweeping the dale;
The bee homeward bending,
forsakes the rich flowers,
And the shepherd’s soft melody
floats on the gale.
among yon green bowers;
Soft whispers the breeze,
gently sweeping the dale;
The bee homeward bending,
forsakes the rich flowers,
And the shepherd’s soft melody
floats on the gale.
