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IRISH SONGS JND LYRICS 415 |
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I SHALL NOT DIE FOR THEE
From the Irish
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OR thee I shall not die, Woman high of name and fame; Foolish men thou tnayest slay, I and they are not the same.
Why should a man expire
For the fire of any eye ? Slender waist or swan-like limb,
Is it for them that I should die ?
The round breasts, the fresh skin, Crimson cheeks, hair long and rich,
Indeed, indeed, I shall not die, Please God, not I, for any such.
The golden hair, the forehead thin, The chaste mien, the gracious ease,
The rounded heel, the languid tone, Fools alone find death in these.
Thy sharp wit, thy perfect calm, Thy thin palm-like foam of sea;
Thy white neck, thy blue eye, I shall not die for thee.
Woman graceful as the swan, A wise man did nurture me.
Little palm, white neck, bright eye, I shall not die for ye. |
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