The Jovial Rantin' Highlandman/Yougal Harbour

by Anonymous

YOUGAL HARBOUR

OR,

Pretty Nancy of Capperquin.

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I being on my rambles on a ſummer's morning,
early as the day did dawn,
And Sol appear'd in his pomp and glory,
I took my way thro' a pleaſant lawn:
The pinks and roſes were ſweetly blowing
and linets warbling in each ſhade,
I being alarmed by a killing charmer,
near Yougal Harbour I met this maid.

Her aſpect pleaſing, her ſmiles engaging,
I thought ſhe really would attract my mind;
As I view'd each feature, I thought on the fair
that in Rathangan I had left behind.
Her glancing eyes being moſt ſurpriſing,
Oh! I think, young man, I ſaw you before,
Here, in your abſence, in grief I languiſh,
My dear, you re welcome to me once more.

You know, kind ſir, that you once deceived,
when of me you had got your will;
You're now returned, I will ceaſe to mourn,
your promiſe now you do fulfil;
And a darling boy for you I m rearing,
as in your travels you have ever ſeen.
So if you agree, and come home with me,
we will live happy in Capperquin.

Oh! no, fair maiden, l muſt tell you plainly,
here to remain I will not agree;
It was your parents that did diſdain me,
which made me firſt quit this country.
Don't you remember that day we ſported,
by yon ſhady arbour, on a pleaſant green?
It was there you told me I ſhould get your portion,
with a handſome farm near Capperquin.

But when your father would not receive me,
O then to Leinſter l did repair.
And then fell a courting another fair one,
in ſweet Rathangan, nigh to Kildare:
It s to her I'll go and leave off roving,
as her favours I m in hopes to win;
And ever more will her adore:
ſo farewell Nancy of Capperquin.