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J. POWER takes the Liberty of announcing to the Public a Work which has Ions
Deen a Desideratum in this Country. Though the Beauties of the National Music of
Ireland have been very generally felt and acknowledged, yet it has happened, through
the Want of appropriate English Words, and of the Arrangement necessary to adapt
them to tlie Voice, that many of the most excellent Compositions have hitherto re-
mained in Obscurity. It is intended, therefore, to form a Collection of the best Original
Irish Melodies, with Characteristic Symphonies and Accompaniments ; and with
Words containing, as frequently as possible, Allusions to the Manners and History
of the Country. Sir John Stevenson has very kindly consented to undertake the Ar-
rangement of the Airs ; and the Lovers of simple National Music may rest secure,
that, in such tasteful Hands, the native Charms of the original Melody will not be sacri-
ficed to the Ostentation of Science.
In the Poetical Part, Power has had Promises of Assistance from several distin-
guished Literary Characters, particularly from Mr. Moore, whose Lyrical Talent is so
peculiarly suited to such a Task, and whose Zeal in the Undertaking will be best under-
stood from the following Extract of a Letter which he has addressed to Sir John Steven-
son on the Subject : —
" I feel very anxious that a Work of this Kind should be undertaken. We have too long neo-lected the
only Talent for which our English Neighbours ever deigned to allow us any credit. Our National Music
has never been properly collected^; and, while the Composers of the Continent have enriched their Operas and
Sonatas with Melodies borrowed frona Ireland, very often without even the Honesty of Acknowledgment, we
have left these Treasures in a great Degree unclaimed and fugitive. Thus our Airs, like too many of out
Countrymen, for want of Protection at Home, have passed into the Service of Foreigners. But we are come,
I hope, to a better Period both of Politics and Music; and how much they are connected, in Ireland at least,
appears too plainly in the Tone of Sorrow and Depression which characterizes most of our early Sonos. The
Task which you propose to me, of adapting Words to these Airs, is by no means easy. The Poet who would
follow the various Sentiments which they express must feel and understand that rapid Fluctuation of Spirits,
that unaccountable Mixture of Gloom and Levity, which compose tlie Character oiFmy Countrymen, and has
deeply tinged their Music. Even in their liveliest Strains we find some melancholy Note intrude, some minor
Third or flat Seventh, which throws its Shade as it passes, and makes even Mirth interesting. If Burns had
been an Irishman, (and I would willingly give up all our Claims upon Ossian for him,) his heart would have
been proud of such Music, and his Genius would have made it immortal.
" Another Difficulty (which is, however, purely mechanical) arises from the irregular Structure of manj
of those Airs, and the lawless Kind of Metre which it will in consequence be necessary to adapt to them. In
these Instances the Poet must write, not to the Eye, but to the Ear ; and must be content to have hisVerses of
that Description which Cicero mentions, ' Qms si canfii spoliaveris mida remanchit oratio.^ That beautiful
Air, ' The Twisting of the Rope,' which has all the romantic Character of,the Swiss Rans des Vaches, is one of
those wild and sentimental Rakes which it will not be very easy to tie down in sober Wedlock with Poetrv.
However, notwithstanding all these Difficulties, and the very little Talent which I can bring to surmount them,
the Design appears to me so truly National, that I shall feel much Pleasure in giving it all the Assistance in my
Power.
" Leicestershire, Feb. I8O7."
The Work will be continued in Numbers, containing each Twelve IMelodies , several
of them arranged for One, Two, or Three Voices-
*^* Power will be much obliged by the Communication of any Original Melodies ivhich
the Lovers of Irish Music may have the Kindness to contribute to this V/ork.
a The AVriter forgot, when he made this Assertion, that the Public are indebted to Mr. Bunting for a very vaiuable Collection oi
Irish Music ; and tliat tlie patriotic Genius of Miss Owenson has been emijloyed upon some of our flnest Airs.'
Printed by W. Cl.OWES,
Norlhinoberlaml-cuurt, Strand, Loudon
Eutf at Stationers Hiill
INDEX
TO
THE FIRST NUMBER OF THE FIRST VOLUME.
FIRST LINES,
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Go where Glory waits thee
'Remember the Glories of Brieii the Brave , .
Ei'iji ! the Tear and the Smile
Oh ! breathe not his Name
Whe7i he who adores thee
The Harp that cnce thro' Tara's Halls ....
Fli/ not yet, 'tis just the Hour
Oh ! think not my Spirits are always as light,
Tho' the last Glimpse of Erin
Rich and rare were the Gems she loore ....
As a Beam o'er the Face of the W aters may )
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The Meeting of the Waters
AIRS
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Carolan's Concerto , , 1
The pleasant Rocks 3
Planxty Drury 4
The Beardless Boy 5
The Maid of the Valley 7
Molly Macalpin 13
Aileen Aroon , . . . , 14
The Brown Maid 21
The Fox's Sleep 23
Gramachree , . . . . . 27
Planxty Kelly 31
John O'Reilly the Active 39
Coulin 42
The Summer is coming 49
The Young Man's Dream 56
The Old Head of Denis 61
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Go where Glory waits thee
Erin ! the Tear and the Smile ......
Oh ! breathe not his Name
The Harp that once through Tara's Halls ....
Fly not yet, 'tis just the Hour
Tho' the last Glimpse of Erin
Rich and rare were the Gems she wore ....
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The Maid of the Valley 7
Aileen Aroon • 15
The Brown Maid , 21
Gramachree 28
Planxty Kelly 33
Coulin 43
The Summer is coming 52
The Young Man's Dream 57
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REMEMBER THE GLORIES OF BRIEN THE BRAVE.
Air — Mollj/ Macaipin.
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REMEMBER the glories of Brien the Brave%
Tho' the days of the hero are o'er;
Tho', lost to Mononia'', and cold in the grave,
He returns to Kinkora*" no more !
That star of the field, which 30 often has pourM
Its beam on the. battle, is set;
But enough of its glory remains on each sword
To light us to victory yet.
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Mononia ! when Nature embellished the tint
Of thy fields, and thy mountains so faiv,
Did she ever intend that a tyrant should print
The footstep of Slavery there?
No, Freedom, whose smile we shall never resign,
Go, tell our invaders, the Danes,
That 'tis sweeter to bleed for an age at thy shrine
Than to sleep but a moment in chains !
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Forget not our wounded companions^ who stood
In the day of distress by our side ;
While the moss of the valley grew red with their blood
They stirred not, but conquered and died !
The Sun, that now blesses our arms with his light,
Saw them fall upon Ossory's plain
Oh ! let him not blush, when he leaves us to-night,
To find that they fell there in vain !
■ Brien Borombe, the great Monarch of Ireland, who was killed at the Battle of Clontarf, in the
beginning of the 11th Century, after having defeated the Danes in twenty-five engagements.
^ Munster. ' The Palace of Brien.
* This alludes to an interesting circumstance related of the Dalgais, the favourite troops of Brien,
when they were interrupted in their return from the Battle of Clontarf, by Fitzpatrick, Prince of Ossory.
The wounded men entreated that they might be allowed to fight with the rest. — T,et stakes" (they said)
" be stuck in the ground; and suffer each of m, tied to and supported by one of these stakes, to be placed
" in his rank by the side of a sound man** — " Between seven and eight hundred wounded men," (adds
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As the night-dew that falls on the grass o*er his head !
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But the night-dew that falls, tho' in silence it weeps.
Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ;
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I hare been but too faithful to thee !
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With thee were the dreams of my earliest love.
Every thought of my reason was thine : —
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Thy name shall be mingled with mine !
Oh ! bless'd are the lovers and friends who shall live
The days of thy glory to see ;
But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give
Is the pride of thus dying for thee !
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hangs on Ta_ras walls As if that soul were fled
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feel that pulse no more!
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Air — Flanxty Kelly,
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FLY not yet, ^tis just the hour
When pleasure, hke the midnight flower,
Thaf". scorns the eye of vulgar light.
Begins to bloom for sons of night.
And maids who love the moon !
'Twas but to bless these hours of shade
That beauty and the moon were made ;
'Tis then their soft attractions glowing
Set the tides and goblets flowing !
Oh ! stay, — oh ! stay, —
Joy so seldom weaves a chain
Like this to-night, that, oh ! "tis pain
To break its links so soon.
11.
Fly not yet ; the fount that play'd,
In times of old, thro' Ammon's shade",
Tho' icy cold by day it ran,
Yet still, like souls of mirth, began
To burn when night was near ;
And thus should woman's heart and looks
At noon be cold as winter-brooks.
Nor kindle till the night, returning.
Brings their genial hour for burning
Oh ! stay,— oh ! stay,—
When did morning ever break.
And find such beaming eyes awake
As those that sparkle here !
" Solis Fonsj near the Temple of Amnion.
S8 OH ! THINK NOT MY SPIRITS ARE ALWAYS AS LIGHT
Air — John O'Reilli^ the Active.
I.
OH : tliink not my spirits are always as liglit,
And as free from a pang, as they seem to you now ;
Nor expect that the heart-beaming smile of to-night
Will return with to-morrow to brighten mv brow : —
No, life is a waste of wearisome hours,
Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ;
And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers
Is always the first to be touched by the thorns !
But send round the bowl, and be happy awhile ;
May we never meet worse in our pilgrimage here
Than the tear that enjoyment can gild with a smile,
And the smile that compassion can turn to a tear !
II.
The thread of our life would be dark, Heaven knows !
. If it were not with friendship and love intertwin'd ;
And I care not how soon I may sink to repose,
When these blessings shall cease to be dear to my mind !
But they who have lov'd the fondest, the purest,
Too often have wept o*er the dream they believ'd ;
And the heart, that has slumbered in friendship securest.
Is happy indeed if 'twas never deceived.
But send round the bowl ; while a relic of truth
Is in man or in woman, this prayer shall be mine —
That the sunshine of Love may ilkimine our youth.
And the moonlight of Friendship console our decline !
N \
pect that the heart- beam_ing smile of to night WiH re _ turn with
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morrow to brighten my brow: — No, life is a wase of
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TIIO' THE LAST GLIMPSE OF ERIN WITH SORROW I SEE. 47
Air — CouUn,
THO' the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see,
Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me ;
Li exile thy bosom shall still be my home,
And thme eyes make my climate wherever we roam
IL
To the gloom of some desert, or cold rocky shore,
A¥here the eye of the stranger can haunt us no more,
I will fly with my Coulin, and think the rough wind
Less rude than the foes we ^eave frowning behind : —
IIL
iVnd ril gaze on thy gold hair, as graceful it wreathes,
And hang o'er thy soft harp, as wildly it breathes;
Nor dread that the cold-hearted Saxon will tear
One chord from that harp, or one lock from that hair*.
* " In the twenty-eighth year of the reign of Henry VIII. an Act was made respecting the habits, and
dress in general, of the Irish, whereby all persons were restrained from being shorn or shaven above the ears,
or from wearing Glibbes, or Coulins, (long locks,) on their heads, or hair on the upper lip, called Crommcal.
On this occasion a Song was written by one of our bards, in which an Irish Virgin is made to give the pre-
ference to her dear Coulin (or the youth with the flowing locks), to all strangers (by which the English were
meant), or those who wore their habits. Of this Song the Air alone has reached us, and is universally ad-
mired."— Walker's Historical Memoirs of Irish Bards, page 134. — Mr. Walki-.u informs us,
also, that, about the same period, there were some harsh measures taken against die Irish Minstrels.
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RICH AND RARE WERE THE GEMS SHE WORE,
Air — The Summer is coming.
I.
RICH and rare were the gems she wore*.
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore ;
But, oh ! her beauty was far beyond
Her sparkUng gems and snow-white wand;
n.
•* Lady I dost thou not fear to stray,
" So lone and lovely^ thro' this bleak way ?
" Are Erin's sons so good or so cold
" As not to be tempted by woman or gold V*
III.
" Sir Knight ! I feel not the least alarm ;
" No son of Erin will offer me harm :
" For, tho' they love woman and golden store,
" Sir Knight ! they love honour and virtue more \'*
IV.
On she went, and her maiden smile
In safety lighted her round the Green Isle ;
And bless'd for ever is she who relied
Upon Erin's honour and Erin's pride !
* This Ballad is founded upon the following anecdote : — " The people were inspired with such a spirit
€)f honour, virtue, and religion, by the great example of Brien, and by his excellent Administration, that, as
a proof of it, we are informed that a young Lady of great beauty, adorned with jewels and a costly dress, un-
dertook a journey alone, from one end of the Kingdom to the other, with a wand only in her hand, at the
top of which was a ring of exceeding great value ; and such an impression had the Laws and Government of
this Monarch made on the minds of all the people, that no attempt was made upon her honour, nor was she
obbedof her clothes or jewels." — Warner's History of Ireland, Vol. I. Book 10.
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beauty was far be-yond Her sparkling gems and ^wow-white wand.
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Air — The Young Man's Dream.
I.
AS a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow,
While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below,
So the cheek may be ting'd with a warm sunny smile,
Tho* the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while.
II.
One fatal remembrance, one sorrow, that throws
Its bleak shade alike o*er our joys and our woes,
To which hfe nothing darker or brighter can bring,
For which Joy has no balm, and Affliction no sting
III.
Oh ! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay,
Like a dead leafless branch in the summer's bright ray ;
^iie 1 'ms of the warm Sun play round it in vain —
It may smile m his light, but it blooms not again !
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THE MEETING OF THE jrATERS\
THERE IS NOT IN THIS WIDE WORLD.
Air — The Old Head of Denis.
I.
THERE is not in this wide world a valley so sweet
4s that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet^
Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart
Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart ! .
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Yet it was not that Nature had shed o'er the scene
Her purest of crystal and brightest of green ;
■"Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill ;
Oh ! no — it was something more exquisite still :t—
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'Twas that friends^ the belov'd of my bosom, were near,
Who made ev'ry dear scene of enchantment more dear ;
And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve
When we see them reflected from looks that we love.
TV.
Sweet Vale of Ovoca ! how calm could I rest
In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best,
Where the storms which we feel in this cold world should cease,
And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace !
• " The Meeting of the Waters" forms a part of that beautiful scenery which lies between Rathdrum
uad Arklow, in the county of Wicklow ; and these lines were suggested by a visit to this romantic spot, m
the summer of the year 1 807.
} The rivers Avon and Ovoca,'
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J. Power takes the Liberty of announcing to the Public a Work which has long
been a Desideratum in this Country. Though the Beauties of the National Music of
Ireland have been very generally felt and acknowledged, yet it has happened, through
the Want of appropriate English Words, and of the Arrangement necessary to adapt
them to the Voice, that many of the most excellent Compositions have hitherto remained
in Obscurity. It is intended, therefore, to form a Collection of the best Original Irish
Melodies, with Characteristic Symphonies and Accompaniments ; and with Words con-
taining, as frequently as possible. Allusions to the Manners and History of the Country.
Sir John Stevenson has very kindly consented to undertake the Arrangement of the
Airs ; and the Lovers of simple National Music may rest secure, that, in such tasteful
Hands, the native Charmp of the original Melody will not be sacrificed to the Ostentation
of Science.
In the Poetical Part, J. Power has had Promises of Assistance from several distin-
guished Literary Characters, particulary from Mr. Moore, whose Lyrical Talent is so
peculiarly suited to such a Task, and whose Zeal in the Undertaking will be best under-
stood from the following Extract of a Letter which he has addressed to Sir John Stevest-
soN on the Subject : —
" I feel very anxious that a Work of this Kind should be undertaken. We have too long neglected
the only Talent for which our English Neighbours ever deigned to allow us any Credit. Our National
Music has never been properly collected :^ and, while the Composers of the Continent have enriched their
Operas and Sonatas with Melodies borrowed from Ireland, very often without even the Honesty of
Acknowledgment, we have left these treasures in a great Degree unclaimed and fugitive. Thus our Airs,
like too many of our Countrymen, for want of Protection at Home, have passed into the service of Fo-
reigners. But we are come, 1 hope, to a better Period both of Politics and Music; and how much they
are connected, in Ireland at least, appears too plainly in the Tone of Sorrow and Depression which cha-
racterizes most of our early Songs. — The task which you propose to me, of adapting Words to these Airs,
is by no means easy. The Poet who would follow the various Sentiments which they express must feel
and understand that rapid Fluctuation of Spirits, that unaccountable Mixture of Gloom and Levity, which
compose the Character of my Countrymen, and has deeply tinged their Music. Even in their liveliest
Strains we find some melancholy Note intrude, some minor Third or flat Seventh, which throws its Shade
as it passes, and makes even Mirth interesting. If Burns had been an Irishman, (and I would willingly
give up all our Claims upon Ossian for him,) his Heart would havp been proud of such Music, and his
Genius would have made it immortal.
" Another Difficulty (which is, however, purely mechanical) arises from the irregular Structure of
many of those Airs, and the lawless Kind of Metre which it wiU-'in consequence be necessary to adapt to
them. In these instances the Poet must write, not to the Eye, but to the Ear; and must be content to
have his Verses of that Description which Cicero mentions, ' Quos si cantit spoliaveris nude remanebit
oratio.' That beautiful Air, ' The Twisting of the Rope,' which has all the romantic Character of the
Swiss Rans des Vaches, is one of those wild and sentimental Rakes which it will not be very easy to tie
down in sober Wedlock with Poetry. However, notwithstanding all these Difficulties, and the very little
Talent which I can bring to surmount them, the Design appears to me so truly National, that I shall
feel much Pleasure in giving it all the Assistance in my Power.
" Leicestershire, Feb. 1807."
The Work will be continued in Numbers, containing each Twelve Melodies ; several
of them arranged for One, Two, or Three Voices.
J. Power will be much obliged by the Communication of any Original Melodies which
the Lovers of Irish Music may have the Kindness to contribute to this W irk.
* The Writer forgot, when he made this Assertion, that the Public are indebted to Mr. Bunting for a very valuable Collec-
tion of Irish Music; and that the patriotic Genius of Miss Owenson has been employed upon some of our finest Airs.
LONDON:
PHINTED BY C. BOWORTII, DEI.I, YAKD,
TEMPLE EAU,
INDEX
TO
THE SECOND NUMBER OF THE FIRST VOLUME.
FIRST LINES. AIRS.
Oh.' haste, and leave this sacred Isle (St.l ^^^^
Senanus and the Lady) 3 '^^^^ Brown Thoin 64
Hoiu dear to me the Hour when Daylio-htl
^■^^ > The Twisting of the Rope ....... 69
Take back the virgin Page Dermott 72
When in Death I shall calm recline (Thel
Legacy) | Unknown 77
Haw oft has the Benshee cried The dear Black Maid 79
We may roam thro' this JVorld Gary one 89
Oh! iveep for the Hour (Eveleens Bower) . Unknown 91
Let Ej^in remember the Days of old fhe Red Fox 99
Silent, oh Moyle! be the Roar of thy Water, Arrah, my dear Eveleen 104
Come, send round the Wine We brought the Summer with us ... 107
The Black Joke 109
Believe me, if all those endearing young ^
^, > My Lodging is on the cold Ground . . 113
INDEX
TO
THE HARMONIZED AIRS.
Oh! haste, and leave this sacred Isle (St.
Senanus and the Lady .
Take back the virgin Page
How oft has the Benshee cried
Oh ! weep for the Hour
Let Erin remember the Days of old
Believe me, if all those endearing young
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The Brown Thorn . , 64
Dermott 73
The dear Black Maid 80
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The Red Fox 100
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Air — The Brown Thwn.
St. Se?ia7ms.* " OH ! haste, and leave this sacred isle,
" Unholy bark! ere morning smile;
" For on thy deck, tho' dark it be,
" A female form I see ;
" And I have sworn this sainted sod
" Shall ne'er by woman's feet be trodi"
The Lady. " Oh ! Father, send not hence my bark,
" Thro' wint'ry winds, and billows dark;
" I come, with humble heart, to share
" Thy morn and ev'ning pray'r;
*' Nor mine the feet, oh! holy Saint,
The brightness of thy sod to taint."
The Lady's pray'r Senanus spurn'd ;
The winds blew fresh, the bark return'd
But legends hint, that had the maid
Till morning's light delay'd.
And given the Saint one rosy smile.
She ne'er had left his lonely isle.
* In a Metrical Life of St. Senanus, which is taken from an old Kilkenny MS. and may be found among the
Acta Sanctorum HibernicB, we are told of his flight to the Island of Scattery, and his resolution not to admit any
Woman of the party 5 he refused to receive even a Sister Saint, St. Cannera, whom an Angel had taken to the Island
for the express purpose of introducing her to him. The following was the ungracious Answer of Senanus, according
to his Poetical Biographer : —
Cui Prcesul, quid fcsmims
Commune est cum monachis?
Nec te nec ullam aliam
Admittemus in insulam.
See the Acta Sanct. Hib. Page 6 JO.
According to Dr. Ledwich, St. Senanus was no less a Personage than the Rivei- Slmnnon^ but O'Connor, and
other Antiquarians, deny this Metamorphosis indignantly.
68
HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR.
ArR — The Twisting of the Rope*
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HOW dear to me the hour when daj-light dies.
And sun-beams melt along the silent sea ;
For then sweet dreams of other days arise,
And Memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee J
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And, as I watch the line of light that plays
Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west,
I long to tread that golden path of rays.
And think 'twould lead to some bright isle of rest-
* I had not sufficiently considered the structure of this delightful Air, when I asserted (in the Letter prefixed to
this Work) that it was too wild for words of a regular metre. , ,
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^Written on returning a blank Book.]
Air — Dermott.
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TAKE back the virgin page,
White and unwritten still ;
Some hand, more calm and sage,
^ The leaf must fill.
Thoughts come as pure as light,
Pure as even jou require ;
But oh ! each word I write
Love turns to fire.
II.
Yet let me keep the book ;
Oft shall my heart renew,
When on its leaves I look,
Dear thoughts of you !
Like you "tis fair and bright ;
Like you, too bright and fair
To let wild Passion write
One wrong wish there!
III.
Haply, when from those eyes
Far, far away, I roam.
Should calmer thoughts arise
Towards you and home.
Fancy may trace some line
Worthy those eyes to meet ;
Thoughts that not burn, but shine,
Pure, calm, and sweet!
IV.
And, as the records are.
Which wandering seamen keep,
Led by their hidden star.
Thro' winter's deep ;
So may the words I write
Tell thro' what storms I stray,
You still the unseen light,
Guiding my way !
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THE LEGACY
Air — Unknown.
WHEN in death I shall calm recline,
O bear my heart to mj mistress dear;
Tell her it liv'd upon smiles, and wine
Of the brightest hue, while it lingerM here.
Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow
To sullj a heart so brilliant and light ;
But balmy drops of the red grape borrow,
To bathe the relic from morn to night.
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When the light of my song is o'er.
Then take my harp to your ancient hall ;
Hang it up at that friendly door
Where weary travellers love to call : *
Then if some Bard, who roams forsaken.
Revive its soft note in passing along,
Oh ! let one thought of its master waken
Your warmest smile for the child of Song.
HI.
Keep this cup, which is now overflowing.
To grace your revel when I'm at rest;
Never, oh! never, its balm bestowing
On lips that beauty hath seldom blest !
But when some wg,rm devoted lover.
To her he adores shall bathe its brim.
Oh! then my spirit around shall hover.
And hallow each drop that foams for him.
* " In every house was one or two Harps, free to all travellers, \yho were the more caressed, the more they
excelled iji Music." — O'Halloran.
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HOW OFT HAS THE BENSHEE CRIED.
Am — The dear Black Maid.
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HOW oft has the Benshee cried \
How oft has Death untied
Bright hnks that Glory wove,
Sweet bonds entwin'd by Love !
Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth!
Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth !
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We're fall'n upon gloomy days;*
Star after star decays :
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Light o^er the land, is fled.
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Lost joy or hope, that ne'er returneth ;
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Thou,-f' of the hundred fights !
Thou, on whose burning tongue
Truth, peace, and freedom, hung
Both mute — but, long as Valour shineth,
Or Mercy's soul at war repineth,
So long shall Erin's pride
Tell how they liv'd and died !
* I Lave endeavoured here, without losing that Irish character which it is my object to preserve throughout this
Work, to allude to that sad and ominous fatality, by which England has been deprived of so many great and good men,
at a moment when she most requires all the aids of talent and integrity.
t This designation, which has been applied to LORD NELSON before, is the title given to a celebrated Irish
Hero, in a Poem by O'Gnive, the Bard of O'Nial, which is quoted in the " Philosophical Survey of the South of
Ireland,'' Page 433; — " Con, of the hundred fights, sleep in thy grass-grown tomb, and upbraid not our defeats with
thy victories !"
J FOX, " ultimus Romanorum." ,
88
WE MAY ROAM THRO' THIS WORLD.
Air — Garyone.
1.
WE may roam thro' this world Hke a child at a feast.
Who but sips of a sweet, and then flies to the rest,
And, when pleasure begins to grow dull in the east,
We may order our wings, and be off to the west;
But if hearts that feel, and eyes that smile.
Are the dearest gifts that Heaven supplies.
We never need leave our own Green Isle
For sensitive hearts and for sun-bright ej^es.
Then remember, wherever your goblet is crown'd.
Thro" this world whether eastward or westward you roam,
When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round,
Oh! remember the smile which adorns her at home.
II.
In England the garden of Beauty is kept
By a dragon of prudery, plac'd within call ;
But so oft this unamiable dragon has slept,
That the garden's but carelessly watch'd, after all.
Oh ! they want the wild sweet-briery fence,
Which round the flowers of Erin dwells.
Which warns the touch while winning the sense,
Nor charms us least when it most repels.
Then remember, wherever your goblet is crown'd.
Thro' this world whether eastward or westward you roam.
When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round.
Oh! remember the smile which adorns her at home.
III.
In France, when the heart of a woman sets sail,
On the ocean of wedlock its fortune to try,
Love seldom goes far in a vessel so frail.
But just pilots her off, and then bids her good-bye!
While the daughters of Erin keep the boy
Ever-smiling beside his faithful oar.
Thro' billows of woe and beams of joy,
The same as he look'd when he left the shore.
Then remember, wherever your goblet is crown'd,
Thro' this world whether eastward or westward you roam,
When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round.
Oh! remember the smile which adorns her at home.
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EVELEEN'S BOWER.
AiK — Unknown*
I.
OH ! weep for the hour,
When to Eveleen's bower
The Lord of the Valley with false vows came;
The moon hid her light
From the Heavens that night,
And wept behind her clouds o'er the maiden's shame.
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And Heaven smil'd again with her vestal flame;
But none will see the day
When the clouds shall pa3s away.
Which that dark hour left upon Eveleen's fame.
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Where the Lord of the Valley cross'd over the moor;
And many a deep print
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But there's a light above.
Which alone can remove
That stain upon the snow of fair Eveleen's fame.
* Our claim to this Air lias been disputed ; but they, who are best acquainted with National Melodies, pro-
nounce it to be Irish. It is generally known by the name ot " The Pretty Girl of Derby, O! '
98
LET ERIN REMEMBER THE DAYS OF OLD.
Air — The Red Foa\
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LET Erin remember the days of old,
Ere her faithless sons betray 'd her,
When Malachi wore the collar of gold,*
Which he won from her proud invader;
When her kings, with standard of green unfurl'd.
Led the Red-Branch Knights-j- to danger.
Ere the emerald gem of the western world
Was set in the crown of a stranger.
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On Lough-Neagh's bank,:|. as the fisherman strays.
When the clear cold eve's declining.
He sees the round towers of other days
In the wave beneath him shining ! •
Thus shall Memory often, in dreams sublime,
Catch a glimpse of the days that are over;
Thus, sighing, look thro' the waves of Time
For the long-faded glories they cover !
* " This brought on an encounter between Malachi (the Monarcji of Ireland in the 1 0th Century) and the
Danes, in which Malachi 'defeated two of their Champions, whom he encountered successively hand to hand, taking a
Collar of Gold from the neck of one, and carrying oflF the Sword of the other, as trophies of his victory."
Warner's History of Ireland, Vol. I. Book 9.
•f* " Military Orders of Knights were very early established in Ireland : long before the Birth of Christ we find
an hereditary Order of Chivalry in Ulster, called Curaidlie na Craoibhe ruadh, or the Knights of the Red-Branch, from
their chief seat in Emania, adjoining to the Palace of the Ulster Kings, called Teagh na Craoibhe ruadh, or the Academy
of the Red-Branch 5 and contiguous to which was a large Hospital, founded for the sick Knights and Soldiers, called
Bron-bhearg, or the House of the Sorrowful Soldier.''
O'Halloran's Introduction, he. Part I. Chap. 5.
The Inscription upon Connor's Tomb (for the Fac-Simile of which I am indebted to Mr. Murphy, Chaplain of
the late Lady Moira) has not I believe, been noticed by any Antiquarian or Traveller.
X It was an old tradition, in the time of Giraldus, that Lough-Neagh had been originally a fountain, by whose
sudden overflowing the country was inundated, and a whole region, like the Atlantis of Plato, overwhelmed. He says
that the fishermen, in clear weather, used to point out to strangers the tall ecclesiastical towers under the water : —
" Piscatores aquoB illius turres ecclesiasticas, quce more patrice arctce sunt et altce, necnon et rotundce, sub undis manifeste,
sereno tempore conspiciunt et extraneis transeuntibus reique causas admirantibus, frequenter ostendunt."
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THE SONG OF FIONNUALA *
Air — Ain^ah, my dear Eveken.
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SILENT, oh Moyle! be the roar of thy water,
Break not, ye breezes ! your chain of repose,
While, murmuring mournfully, Lir's lonely daughter
Tells to the night-star her tale of woes.
When shall the Swan, her death-note singing,
Sleep with wings in darkness furFd?
When will Heaven, its sweet bell ringing,
Call my spirit from this stormy world ?
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Sadly, oh Moyle! to thy winter-wave weeping,
Fate bids me languish long ages away;
Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping.
Still doth the pure light its dawning delay!
When will that day-star, mildly springing,
Warm our isle with peace and love?
When will Heaven, its sweet bell ringing,
Call my spirit to the fields above?
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thorized to inflict upon an audience at once ; the reader must therefore be content to learn, in a note, that Fionnuala,
the daughter of Lir, was, by some supernatural power, transformed into a Swan, and condemned to wander, for many
hundred years, (JVer certain lakes and rivers of Ireland, till the coming of Christianity, when the first sound of the
Mass-bell, was to be the signal of her release. — I found this fanciful fiction among some manuscript translations from
the Irish, which were begun under the direction of that enlightened friend of Ireland, the late Countess of jMoira,
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COME, SEND ROUND THE WINE.
Air — We brought the Summer with us.
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COME, send round the wine, and leave points of belief
To simpleton sages and reasoning fools ;
This moment's a flower too fair and brief
To be wither'd and stain'd bj the dust of the schools.
Your glass may be purple, and mine may be blue;
But, while they are filFd from the same bright bowl.
The fool who would quarrel for difference of hue
Deserves not the comfort they shed o'er the soul.
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Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side
In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
Shall I give up the friend I have valu'd and try'd.
If he kneel not before the same altar with me?
From the heretic girl of my soul shall. I fly,
To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss ?
No! perish the hearts and the laws that try
Truth, valour, or love, by a standard like this !
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Air — The Black Joke.
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SUBLIME was the warning which Liberty spoke,
And grand was the moment when Spaniards awoke
Into hfe and revenge from the Conqueror's chain!
Oh, Liberty! let not this spirit have rest
Till it move, like a breeze, o'er the waves of the west —
Give the light of your look to each sorrowing spot.
Nor, oh ! be the Shamrock of Erin forgot.
While you add to your garland the Olive of Spain !
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If the fame of our fathers, bequeathed with their rights.
Give to country its charm and to home its delights ;
If deceit be a wound, and suspicion a stain.
Then, ye men of Iberia! our cause is the same— -
And, oh! may his tomb want a tear and a name,
Who would ask for a nobler, a holier death,
Than to turn his last sigh into Victory's breath
For the Shamrock of Erin and Olive of Spain !
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Ye Blakes and O'Donnels, whose fathers resigned
The green hills of their youth, among strangers to find
That repose which, at home, they had sigh'd for in vain.
Breathe a hope that the magical flame, which you light,
May be felt yet in Erin, as calm and as bright;
And forgive even Albion, while, blushing, she draws,
Like a truant, her sword, in the long-slighted cause
Of the Shamrock of Erin and Olive of Spain !
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God prosper the cause! — Oh! it cannot but thrive,
While the pulse of one patriot heart is alive,
Its devotion to feel and its rights to maintain: .
Then how sainted by sorrow its martyrs will die!
The finger of glory shall point where they lie;
While far from the footstep of coward or slave.
The young Spirit of Freedom shall shelter their grave
Beneath Shamrocks of Erin and Olives of Spain !
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BELIEVE ME, IF ALL THOSE ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS.
Air — My Lodging is on the cold Ground.
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Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,
Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy-gifts fading away, —
Thou wouldst still be ador'd as this moment thou art.
Let thy loveliness fade as it will ;
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still !
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And thy cheeks unprofan'd by a- tear.
That the fervour and faith of a soul can be l^nown.
To which time will but make thee more dear!
Oh! the heart, that has truly lov'd, never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close;
As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets.
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