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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 417 |
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MY GRIEF ON THE SEA»
Translated by Douglas Hyde
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Y grief on the sea, How the waves of it roll! For they heave between me And the love of my soul!
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Abandoned, forsaken,
To grief and to care, Will the sea ever waken
Relief from despair ?
My grief and my trouble !
Would he and I were In the province of Leinster
Or county of Clare.
Were I and my darling — Oh, heart-bitter wound ! —
On board of the ship For America bound.
1 Literally : My grief on the sea, It is it that is big. It is it that is going between me And my thousand treasures. I was left at home Making grief, Without any hope of (going) over sea with me, Forever and aye. My grief that I am not, And my white moorneen, In the province of Leinster Or County of Clare. My sorrow I am not, And my thousand loves On board of a ship Voyaging to America. A bed of rushes Was under me last night And I threw it out With the heat of the day. My love came To my side, Shoulder to shoulder And mouth on mouth.—Love Songs of Connacht. |
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