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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 297 |
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O ever since my childhood
I loved the fair and darling child; But our people came between us,
And with lucre our pure love defiled : O my woe it is, and my bitter pain,
And I weep it night and day, That the cailin bdn of my early love
Is torn from my heart away.
Sweetheart and faithful treasure,
Be constant still, and true; Nor for want of herds and houses
Leave one who would ne'er leave you. I'll pledge you the blessed Bible,
Without an eke within,' That the faithful God will provide for us,
Without thanks to kith or kin.
O love, do you remember
When we lay all night alone, Beneath the ash in the winter storm,
When the oak wood round did groan ? No shelter then from the blast had we,
The bitter blast or sleet, But your gown to wrap about our heads,
And my coat around our feet. |
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